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P R O L O G U E
No amount of guilt can change the past. And no amount of worrying can change the future
— Umar Ibn Al-Khattab
Gunshots continued to fire from afar, but the sound of hooves were near. The king panted and groaned, as a trickle of sweat mixed with blood fell across his face.
He knew this was the end for him, so many things he hadn't been able to do, so many things that needed to be explained.
His legs wobbled unsteadily as he lifted himself up in pain, taking one step at a time. He wasn't doing this for himself, the king has lived a long enough life of luxury, he was doing it for his sister, or at least, a woman he considered his sister.
Slowly he reached for his pulled out a gun and laid it beside him, the mere sight of it gave him a sense of protection. He further reached into his pocket and pulled out a paper and quill.
Dear Georgia,
I'm afraid I don't have much time to explain, or much longer to live. I am laying here, treasuring in every breath I take, knowing it's my last. I know where you've hidden it Georgia, I found out just before we had to leave to fight, but I couldn't deliver it to her, I don't think I ever will. I hid the note in the box, and kept it in the chamber you were supposed to live in. I hope and pray she will find it one day, and be able to get answers for herself. I spent years deciphering your series of complicated codes, except the last note you left, with luck she would be a smart one, just like her mother, and try to decode it herself. I'm sorry for what I couldnt do, for you and for her, and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for what I've done to you.
I'll see you on the other side
King Alexandro IV
He folded the letter, placing it in a waterproof envelope and let it float down the stream, and hopefully reach Georgia.
"Kill him!" A man roared. Hearing the nightmarish slashing of swords, he knew this was the end of whatever was left of him.
The last thing he ever saw was the whistle of a sword cutting through the air and then through himself.
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THE IMPERIAL BLOODLINE
Fantasi*DISCONTINUED* The kingdom of Mithalore is separated by powers, Ivory, the elites and Ambers, the commoners. Having the ability of elemental control, the Ivory's were considered the ruling rank since the build-up of the kingdom, twenty centuries ago...
