Well...here it is...the final chapter...for now.

For there may come a time when I think of another story I can sqeeze in, there might not.

I'll give my thanks later, but for now, read this, a taste of what is to come.

THREE YEARS LATER

"Well hello there handsome. Always the perfectionist I see."

Carlos looked up from adjusting a spoon on the table he was preparing, only to see the amused smirk on Belleza's face.

He simply raised an eyebrow at the remark, before smiling at the Sixth Admiral of the Valuan Armada, his long time friend from Lower City.

"Admiral Rodriguez," he said formally, placing his right fist over his heart in typical salute, "What brings you here so early?"

Belleza smiled and walked up gently to the servant, before gently raising his head with a long gloved finger

"For starters, it's breakfast you idiot," she said with a smile as she gazed into his sky blue eyes, "And what did we say about our names?"

Carlos rolled his eyes as he let his arm fall limply to his side, "I can lose the formalities around you as long as no one else is around," he recited in a slightly bored tone.

She laughed again, before reaching up and giving him a playful pat on the head, "There's a good boy," she smirked.

Carlos regarded her for a moment, before shaking his head slightly as he went around the Admiral's table, making sure everything was perfect for their group breakfast, usually the time when they had their daily briefing.

"Apparently Admiral Mackenzie finally captured the Blue Storm yesterday," Belleza suddenly said, out of nowhere.

She watched as Carlos suddenly froze, before resuming his work.

"Captain Dyne?" he asked in a would be calm voice, "You want any information on him or his crew?" when it came to information these days, you could usually depend on Carlos to know it all, seeing he appeared to have the entire Royal Library, almost every personal file of every Officer in the Navy and every report on Air pirates ever written in his memory.

Belleza shook her head, "No, I want you to tell me everything you know about the Silver Civilization, or The House of Silvairian."

With out a moments hesitation, while piling on the spare cutlery he had brought out with he onto a silver tray, he began to recite a legend from one of his mother's story books.

"The Silver Civilization, or the House of Silvairian as it was known in the Old World, was one of seven Civilizations of the Old World. Silvites were experts in welding the powers of life and death, the power of the Silver Moonstone, and so were thought to know the secret to eternal youth, although nowadays that is just considered a myth. They were also considered to be the most technologically advanced of all the Civilizations, and were the only people not to go to the war that ended the Old World. Now though it, like every other Civilisation of the Old World, was completely wiped out by some unknown disaster that is only referred to as the Rains of Destruction. They're an extinct race now, no one left," he picked up his tray and headed for the kitchen, "Why do you ask?"

"Admiral Mackenzie captured a Silvite with the Blue Storm," she said casually.

She smirked slightly as the silver clattering against the cold stone floor echoed through the large room.

He turned to her slowly, "Your joking right? The Silvites died out well over two hundred years ago! How can one still be around?"

She sighed, "That's not the half of it. Her name is Fina Silvairian."

"Silvairian?" Carlos gasped, "But isn't that…"

"Captain Ramirez's last name?" she finished with a nod, "Yep, they're cousins."

Carlos ran a hand through his jet black hair as he shook his head in disbelief, "but that means…Captain Silvairian is a Silvite as well?"

"Oh, your right off the ball today aren't you?" Belleza answered, the sarcasm evident in her voice.

"I suppose Master Enrique and Empress Teodora know about her?" he asked as he bent down to retrieve the scattered silverware.

"In fact, I heard that Empress Teodora wanted to find her," Belleza said quietly, "She's had the entire Armada out searching for this one girl."

Carlos felt hot anger flush into his face, "You make it sound like she's a animal," he said venomously.

"That's exactly what Prince Enrique thought," Belleza murmured, "In fact, that was a reason I came to breakfast early. He wanted me to give you this, seeing he hasn't seen you since lunch yesterday."

He looked back and saw she had produced a small note from her pocket, addressed to him.

Setting down his tray back on the table, he took the note from her, unfolded and began to read.

Carlos (it began),

As no doubt Admiral Rodriguez has already told you, Captain Dyne and the Blue Storm were captured yesterday, along with a young girl by the name of Fina Silvairian. I would like you to take a spot of breakfast to her this morning, nothing special, just a couple of pieces of toast and milk or something like that, so she doesn't have to be fed the normal gloop we give our 'guests.' after that, keep her company for a while. Unfortunately Captain Dyne and his crew are due to be executed today at 11 o'clock sharp, and my mother has insisted that Miss Silvairian be there to witness it, to force her into telling her about something I am not at liberty to discuss.

Please realise that you may be punished by my mother if your found doing this, but I am aware of your views on the Blue Rogues and I will not order you to do something if you don't want to do it.

She's in Guest Room 35.

I will see you in the Royal Box at 10:30 before the execution for this unhappy event.

Yours

Enrique Vadeck

Belleza smiled to herself as he read the note through.

He had really changed since becoming the Servant of the Royal Family. People still treated him like dirt when the Empress or Enrique weren't around, Most of the Admiralty, Minus Daniel, Gregorio and Belleza, still resented the fact he hadn't been thrown onto the streets like they had wanted him too, despite the fact he was now actually higher status then they were. But Carlos being Carlos, he didn't report it in. He just took it, and took it with a smile on his face.

"I have to go now," she suddenly heard Carlos call, "Master Enrique wants me to make Miss Silvairian's…ahem…stay here a little more endurable."

Belleza smiled at me, knowing of his feelings on the subject of the Valuan Empire.

"You go make her day Carlos," she called after him as he rushed into the kitchen, "You go make her day,"

And so we leave Carlos running off to prepare to meet the younger sister he never knew he had, leave Belleza to think about the young man she still thinks of as her little brother, and every one else whose tales we have heard. Little knowing that just around the corner, a new adventure is about to begin. A adventure that will change people's view on the world, rekindle old feelings, spawn new ones, and change the face of Arcadia once more. But as Belleza looks out over the cloudy skies of Valua, her thoughts now on how the world has changed, given a new start, we say goodbye, to these Legends of Arcadian Skies

THE END

And so...it ends.

I'd like to say thanks again to everyone who reviewed...or even read...these stories, and thanks once again to Desert Lynxand fightingcometwho supported me most of the way, however small.

Plans for the posting of LoAS is on the final day of November, but the date might vary, depends on how far I am along with it. I'm also going to try and finish off a couple of my other fics, such as The Diaries of Daniel Smith(Big O) and Return to Riven (Myst, but I might delete this one.), aaaaaaand I got a sequel to A Christmas Tale (Which is currently under the title, Another Christmas Tale.)in the works. With any luck will be posted Mid-December.

Again thanks for all you're reviews. I do keep tabs on those who review my work, So I'll visit now and then to see if you've updated you're fics.

I the mean time, I with Shorah T'Shem. (Translated: Peace with you in D'ni, a civilisation from the Myst games and whose language I nicking to turn into Ancient Silvite.) And hope that we meet again.

Until next time

Dearing.