Nixiesocean: This is an improvement. School is busy, big surprise, so I'm updating pretty slow… forgive me! I'll switch back to Fatal Mistake, maybe next month. Questions?

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Yes. This chapter is short but chocked (chocked!) full of important information for you to digest.

Chapter 14: The Ruler of the Isle

"How can you be sure, Brennin?" I asked.

He turned to me, a lady knight. "If he's anything like my father, I'm not insulting him, my father that is, I'm just saying that twins often resemble each other. I'm not implying that my father would stab anyone in the back. I'm only saying that my uncle is half-crazy or wholly crazy, and would strike someone is desperation." Wow. He spoke all that?

"Hum." Cyrun said, peering into the garden's hedges. "How can we take care of Asnarinith? Bamien and I are useless, human as we are." She added sadly. "I'm sure there are still silver dragons out there somewhere."

"What about the Amazons?" Lance asked suddenly. "They could help, I'm sure."

"Too reclusive." Brennin objected. "They'd need to be in danger themselves to be drawn into fighting anything."

"They will be! I'm sure a madman with a red dragon wouldn't stop at three thrones!" I said, passion covering my voice. "They have to help. Queen Hippolyta would be in danger, as a monarch."

"I thought she was dead." Cyrun said dryly. "She died a year or two back."

Lance breathed deeply. "She's right." He said somberly. "Queen Hippolyta was the fiery one of the group."

"What about her daughter?" Brennin asked. "Didn't she have one?"

"Yeah, Crei disappeared…" Lance added. The three people at the table looked at me. "Eighteen years ago." He added.

"What?" I asked, sometimes I let my mind wander…

"Crei." Cyrun repeated.

"Yeah, so maybe I have a similar middle name, who gives a crap?" I asked, angry that everyone expected me to know everything. I was a noble, not a princess… yet…

"What was your mother's name, Katharine?" Lance probed.

"Crei…" I said slowly, everything dawning on me. "Are you saying I'm the missing princess?"

"No," Brennin said. I sighed. I was relieved. I didn't want to be royal, least not until I had a ring on my finger. "Your mother was."

"My mother…" I said incredulously. "Was an Amazon princess?" I laughed aloud. "She was anything but an Amazon!"

"How would you know?" Lance pointed out. "All you know is she bore you and died."

I stood up and left, my temper overriding common sense. I didn't know my mother. I didn't know if she was an Amazon or not. There was one way to find out. Father.

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Breathing deeply. They continued their conversation. "What do we know about Princess Crei?" Lance continued.

"She disappeared about eighteen years ago. Hippolyta was torn that her daughter would leave the Isle of the Amazons." Cyrun said, dredging up the memories. She had been flying over the Isle when she had heard the cries of anguish. She had landed, turning into a small animal native to the Isle. She had crept up upon the mourning Amazons. A woman with midnight-raven-like hair stood out. Her silver and gold jewelry with a small tiara made her stand out amongst the other weeping women. Cyrun listened intently, using her magics to understand the elegant, flowing language.

"Tonight, my fellow Amazons, we mourn the loss of our sister-in-arms." The Queen spoke softly. "Crei was the best Arms woman among us all. She had been Arms Mistress since birth." Tears flowed down her fair cheeks. "The Great Warrior Goddess has taken her from our safe Isle." The Queen spoke with passion. "Yet, though we mourn the loss of our next monarch, the Great Warrior Goddess has gifted us with a new monarch." She said. No one cheered. "Crei, though a beautiful child, wasn't the only child I bore so many years ago." Man gasps were heard. The monarch of the Isle of the Amazons breathed deeply and spoke. "The midwife that helped me bear my children, as you know, threw herself off the rocks and to her death just after the birth of my child." The crowd was nodding. "Eric too was born that night." More gasps, since Eric was not an Amazon name. From behind the stone the monarch stood in front of, a man stepped out. Outrage was heard among the women. "SILENCE!" The fiery monarch called. "Eric is as much a fighter as the rest of you!"

"The Great Warrior Goddess has cursed us!" One woman called into the night sky.

"No man will rule us!" Another shouted.

"We are a race of women!"

"We don't need men!"

"I do believe, sisters-in-arms." The Queen called over the ruckus. "That we need men to keep this Isle alive!"

The man, who looked so much like his mother, spoke loudly. Surprisingly, the women silenced.

"I know I am no female. I don't intend to hold the throne. The next time a ship comes, I will leave. The woman who bears my child may rule after my mother." He said. "I have to look for my sister." He bowed and left. Cyrun had followed Eric, curious, as all dragons are.

He went out to a small peninsula. "Great Warrior Goddess." He prayed. "All I ask is for your divine winds to send a ship quickly. I must leave, to find my sister. She is needed back here. Please, send one."

The Queen, Queen Hippolyta, came up behind her son. "I'm sorry, Eric. I never meant for this to happen."

"Mother, I have to leave. I was robbed of a childhood, of playing and wrestling with other boys. I must leave. I only pray that no other male would have to endure such a curse as I have. Pick a woman for me Mother. Then, I will lie wither her. I will leave quickly. I feel a calling over the sea." He stood.

At that moment, a whipping wind encased both the mother and son. The wind trailed around until it encased Cyrun too. It forced her into a human form.

A motherly voice called over the three of them. "I have chosen your woman, Beloved Eric of the Isle." It somehow incorporated a motherly tone with a warrior's commanding tone. "She will bear the child that will rule after my Chosen." Both Eric and his Mother stared at her. Eric approached nervously. "Her name is-"

"Cyrun?" Lance asked worriedly. "Are you okay?" She shook her head, to clear those memories.

"Y-yes." How could she tell them the current ruler of the Isle was her child? How could she explain to Katharine her cousin was the ruler of the Isle? How could she explain it to Bamien for that matter?

"What's wrong?" Lance asked.

"A-a memory. Too old, yet too recent." She commented cryptically.

"Memories are indeed dangerous." Brennin commented. "What was is of?"

Here it was. She could lie; say it wasn't anything important. Or, she could tell the truth and rally the Amazons to fight. The only sadness would be the loss of trust from Katharine and Bamien. I breathed deeply and spoke.

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"So she was an Amazon?" I asked, outraged. "And you never told me?"

"Your mother told me not to. She feared you would back to the Isle. She spoke of a twin sometimes. Never much." Lord Rothloz said quietly. He had to soothe his daughter who resembled her mother in looks and temperament.

"A twin? Like an Aunt? Does she rule the Isle now?"

"No. She never said anything except she wished her twin safety. I don't know anything more." He sighed sadly.

I stormed out, furious. I went back to the garden. Just as I was about to round the corner, I heard voices talking the garden. Cyrun was explaining something.

"Please, don't tell her. She'll hate me for sure." Who was she?

"She has to know, Cyrun." Lance replied.

"It is her cousin." Brennin commented softly.

"Who's my cousin?" I asked lightly as I entered the garden. I turned to Lance, feigning happiness. "Oh, and good news. It turns out my mother really was an Amazon and really am Amazon royalty!" I said sarcastically. "How happy for me!"

"Katharine…" Lance said, glancing at Cyrun.

She breathed deeply and spoke too quickly. "Yourmother'stwinliedwithmeandnowtheAmazonrulerisaccuallyyourcousin."

"In common please?" I asked, not even understanding the gibberish she spat out.

"In short, Cyrun's child is the ruler of the Isle right now. Your mother's twin was actually a male and the Great Warrior Goddess called her to the Isle to bear the child."

I fainted. Normally, being a warrior, I wouldn't. But you know, once in a blue moon a warrior has to feint.

Afternote: For those of you reading Isle of the Amazons, this is not the same Queen. They loved the name so much they take it when they are crowned. Queen Hippolyta in IotA is NOT the same as LiSA. Whew.

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