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"Mom" "Yes dear" " Can you please tell me the story of the soldier, poet, and king" "Ok go get your brother and met me in the living room in fifteen minutes" "Ok mom" "OLLIE MOMS GONNA TELL US A STORY, GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE" "I'M COMING JULES" I sigh as I get up. I start walking to the living room. The hallway is littered with photos. I stopped and looked at one. I smiled. The old photo of 3 friends always made me smile. "Mom, are you coming?" askes Ollie as he emerges from the living room. "I'm coming honey" I replied while glancing back at the photo while I walked.

I sat down on the couch. Julia and Ollie sat next to me. "Ok we're ready mom" Julia says. "Ok the story of the soldier, poet, and king". "It happened a long time ago in a faraway kingdom." "The kingdom of the fallen or greaven island." "It was October 17, 2000." "A young poet had come to the island to cover the mysterious death of the king" "As she walked through the streets citizens looked at her strangely". "She was wearing a white long sleeve shirt, black pants, a black coat and boots." "She came from the Apelia kingdom which was also known as the kingdom of wonders." " As she walked toward the castle her only thought was wow. This place is a lot different than home."

I stopped for a minute to catch my breath. "WOW that's so cool!" Ollie exclaimed. "I have a few questions though mom" replied Julia. " Let mom finish the story first Jules". "Ok". "What happened next ... mom?" Ollie asked. "Well..." I replied. "While the young poet was trying to get to the castle, a lot was happening inside." "Since the king mysteriously passed the prince was now in charge of the kingdom" "What was the prince's name?" Julia interrupted. "Oh yes, silly me, I forgot to tell you everybody's names". "Well the poet's name was Olivia Dawn Agapov, the king was King Edmund the third, and the prince was prince Owen Adalbert" "However Prince Owen had a best friend named Theodore Eric Coll." "Theodore or Theo as his friends called him was a soldier." "He was one of the greatest soldiers of all time." "He came from a long line of soldiers-." "The story mom" "Oh right" "Anyways while Olivia was walking to the castle something strange happened." "Greaven was known for its magic." "Not just any magic, dark magic which is why it was called the kingdom of the fallen" "Many strange, unexplainable events had happened on the island weeks before the king's death." "People went missing, there were reports of deaths, people were losing things, bones were broken mysteriously" "One guard was killed two days before the death of the king" "How did he die?" "No one knew" "There were no witnesses, no evidence to show how he was killed." "All they had was his cold lifeless body." "A dark reminder that what had happened would come nowhere close to what was coming." "As Olivia approached the door of the castle she looked up in awe at it." "It was huge with a symbol on it". "What symbol?" "The symbol will be important later". "Oh ok...". "She arrived at the door looking around for a doorbell. ''''She eventually found a lever that said "Pull here"". "She grabbed the lever, stepped back, and pulled the lever with all her might." CREEK! The door opened with a shudder." She peered into the castle ." "Hello, is anyone there?" "I'm here for an interview with the prince." "Hel- AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" "How can I help you?" a servant came out clearly annoyed. "Oh uh hi." "I'm here to see prince Owen." "And who are you exactly? A fan? A princess wanting to marry the prince?" "Uh no, none of those." "My name is Olivia Dawn Agapov. I'm a poet from the Apelia kingdom. I'm here to report the death of the king?" "Oh my apologies. I just assumed you were a fan of the prince. As you can see we have been very busy since the death of our beloved king." "Please come right in. My assistant will go get the prince." "In the meantime would you like anything? Any drinks or food? After all, you've come quite a long way." "Oh yes please, perhaps some water, if you don't mind?" " Not at all, please have a seat." "The prince will be down in a minute."

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