The High Prince

Chapter 5: Return

It had been a few days since Saras and Lamos met, and in that time Saras had evaluated then Lamos was a little on the crazy side, but this was the craziest thing he had said

“We have to what!?” Said Saras with a combination of anger and surprise in her voice.

“That map is one of the most important things in the world to the Negas.”

“What is it anyway?”

“I can't tell you. You just have to trust me.”

She was just about to question him more when she recalled when he beat up the soldiers, and his competence.

“Fine. What do I have to do?” Inquired Saras.

“You have to go in there and use your fire magic to burn down some tents, when the troops rush down to put it out, I will take the map and we will be out of there. Questions?”

“Yea, about that, I'm not that good at magic.”

“You'll manage.”

And with that, he rushed off around the camp to take his position. Saras then went down to the front are in front of a bush. The camp was on a plain, but was surrounded by trees and bushes. She then got as close as she could without being seen then used the fire spell.

“Ignis Profusum”

The flame went forward a couple feet, then died down. Not far enough. She tried a couple more times when it finally made it. It got the tent and lit it on fire. It was immediately engulfed in flames. Perfect. About ten seconds later a lot of troops rushed over. Then Saras heard from a guard tower:

“Over there!”

She looked up and saw an archer pointing his bow at her. She was scared. That's when nearly a dozen troops rushed over and apprehended her. Next thing she knew, she was brought before the prince.

“Very few people have the privilege of being executed by my sword. Congratulations.” He said looking her straight in the eye. He then unsheathed his sword and walked towards Saras. Just then the tent they were in caught fire. The prince rushed over two his table while all the troops fled. He looked down, and then looked very annoyed. Saras rushed out of the tent, but she ran right into a man. He was kind of small (not tiny), but was reasonably muscular. He was not wearing any armor. He had a short sword in his hand. Once they ran into each other, he simply pushed her away and rushed into the tent, presumably for his Prince. Saras ran away from the camp. In all the chaos, not one troop noticed her.

When outside, she met Lamos who had the map in his hands.

“Where were you?” Lamos asked with curiosity, but not worry in his voice.

“I was just off seeing the Prince. You know, execution and stuff.” Saras said sarcastically.

“Okay. Let's move.” He said uninterested. “You did good. I think you deserve to know what the

map leads to. The map leads to...”