Amenza

Chapter 2

   A few months go by, and Amenza starts getting used to everything. He went to the library, a lot.

   Amenza is watering the plants, when a few men dressed very nice walk in. "Hello, how may we help you?" The man in front looks at Amenza. "We need to speak to Cheruson, is she here?" Amenza nods, then walks to the backroom where Cheruson is.

   "Hey Cheruson, some random guys are here for you." She gets up from her desk. "That must be the people from the castle. They sent me a letter the other day saying they would come by."

   Amenza and Cheruson go to a table, and one of the men sits down in front of them. The man is wearing a suit. He seems to be in his early 80s with red hair. He has a beard that isn't too long nor too short. "Does this man have to be here?" The man asks. "He's my worker, this probably involves him. Now, why does the king of Fernek want to see me?"

   The king sitting in front of them is wearing a suit, and multiple rings. His red hair contrasts with his browni eyes. His entire outfit seems to be tailor made.

   Amenza seems surprised. 'This is the king? Back in my day, kings wore robes.' The king chuckles a little. "We're having a ceremony with the people of Rigalpu, the land of the elves. Their kingdom wishes to be allies." Amenza flips open a brand new notepad, and write all of this down. "Who is the current king of Rigalpu? I've been to the library here countless times, yet none of them state who it is." The king seems surprised.

   "You really like learning, don't you young man? There isn't many children these days that are willing to learn." Amenza chuckles in his head. "You could say that, I'm mostly interested in when the siege of Geni stopped to now." The man nods. "How old are you, young man?"

   Amenza does math in his head, and decides upon how many years he's lived. "I'm about 14. If you don't mind, sire, could I please have your name?" The man looks at the roof proudly. "My name is King Castizzt Do'ha III. Grandson of King Castizzt Do'ha. May I ask your name?"

   "My name is Amenza. Apparently my name is similar to that of Amenza from the history books." The king nods. "I get a sense you have a strong magical prowess for someone you're age, and you are of age to join.." The king stands up and claps. "Alright then! I have a proposition! If you can get me 10,000 roses in one month for the ceremony, I will let Amenza join Geni School for the Magically Gifted, also known as GSMG. Amenza is interesting, and I'd like to be charitable."

   "GSMG?! THAT'S THE MOST PRESTIGOUS SCHOOL, AND ALSO, 10,000 ROSES IN ONE MONTH?!" Cheruson yells, stressing out. "It'll be easy. Although, if we are able to do it, I want one thing." The king sits back down. "Bargaining with the king? No man of your prowess would try, but because I like you, let's hear it." Amenza stands up. "We'll do double in half the time, if you both get me in GSMG ,and, you let Cheruson on stage when you do whatever you're doing."

   The king smirked. "You don't want to be on stage with her?" Amenza shakes his head. "Cheruson deserves it, I haven't done anything." The king laughs. "I like it, I accept your proposal. I shall see you both in 15 days, farewell."

   The king leaves, and Cheruson just stares at Amenza comically shocked. A little later after Cheruson finishes freaking out, she goes home. "Alright then, what magic would be best for this..."

   The next morning, Cheruson walks in, and there are roses everywhere. "Amenza, what did you do...?" She asks him, as he gets up from lying on the couch, drenches in sweat. "I was up all night and I made 3,000 roses. That's 1/15 of the total." She turns away to see them. They are indeed alive, and not fake.

   She turns back to Amenza, but he is fast asleep. "That boy sure is a mystery. I'll put these roses in boxes." A couple hours later, a big burly man enters the shop. "Hello, how may I help you?" Cheruson goes behind the counter, as the man gets closer. "Ah, hello. Do you have any purple tulips?" Cheruson nods. then goes into the back part of the shop.

   The burly man sees Amenza sleeping on the couch. "Is this where that kid is staying?" He asks her. She nods her head. "He was up all night, he somehow magically made 3,000 roses. Do you know him?" He look at him again. "I was by the statue of King Cas. He asked me questions. That's it though.. Ah well, it seems I'm just standing here." The man pays, then leaves.

   Cheruson notices something that happens when Amenza sleeps, he sometimes gets visibly angry, and even sometimes yelling. To fix this problem, she gives him a binky for him to suck on. She laughs as he does, indeed suck on it.

   Later, as Cheruson is about to leave, Amenza wakes up. "Well, good morning sleepy head." He sits up, and takes the binky out of his mouth. "What time is it?" He rubs his eyes. "9 PM, but I want to ask you what you did last night!" He stands up and stretches. "Hey, I have an idea. I do the rose stuff, and you don't ask questions?" He says, sounding irritated.

   She pouts, and he laughs. "I'm going home now, so don't stay up too late." She leaves, and Amenza starts making roses again.

   2 weeks later, and Amenza had just made the final batch of roses when Cheruson walks in. "Good morning Amenza." She looks at him, and he's sweating profusely. "Huh? Oh, good morning. I just finished the last batch."

   After Amenza washes himself at the bathhouse and Cheruson gets all of the boxes of roses ready, they both sit patiently for the King. Soon enough, the king walks in.

   "Hello Cheruson. Hello Amenza." He sits at the table. "So, were you able to make 20,000 roses?" He sounds as if he didn't believe they could do it. Out of nowhere, Amenza pulls out a rose, and gives it to him. "It took a lot of time, but we managed to do it."

   "We? Amenza, you did all of the work!" Cheruson playfully punches his arm. "He did? What a remarkable young man! I'm glad you will be onstage with me and King Helgardner Shward onstage!"

   "Wait, Helgardner Shward is still king? How? It's been like 700 years since then!" King Castizzt Do'ha III laughs. "I wasn't supposed to tell you, but I'll only tell you. Cheruson, please walk with my guards to the backroom, this is confidential." Cheruson nods, and goes to the backroom.

   "You are very charismatic, you know that, Amenza?" Amenza chuckles. "You don't really have to tell me, all I want to do is learn."

   "It's OK, I'll tell you. Listen closely, and you can't write it down, or tell anyone. Understand?" Amenza nods his head.

   "We suspect that the other Amenza, the evil one, put some type of spell on the Kingdom of Rigalpu where time moves differently." Amenza gives a slight smirk. "Why do you think that?" The king strokes his beard. "The princess was 10, now she's 14."

   "Interesting. The princess isn't even mentioned in the books at the library. So regarding all of this business, I have a couple of questions." Amenza leans over. "So is it like guaranteed I'm going to GSMG?" The king chuckles. "I'll have you interview with the headmaster. I'll also put in a good word for you. Next question?" Amenza relaxes into the chair. "Is this princess going to also go to GSMG?"

   "You'll know the answer tomorrow when you and Cheruson are on stage--" Amenza puts up his hand to stop the king from talking. "Hang on, we agreed on only Cheruson on stage." King Cas shrugs. "I thought I should have you up there as well since you apparently did all of the work."

   King Cas whistles, and the bodyguards and Cheruson enter. "Have a good day sire." The king leaves. "So what did you two talk about?" Amenza shrugs. "Most of it I can't tell you, but what I can say is that we both will be on stage."

   "Alright, until the day of the ceremony, we'll be working hard, and definitely not hardly working!" They both jump up, like it's a movie where a freeze frame would be.

   Cheruson and Amenza continue to work until finally, the day of the ceremony arrived...