the seas are alive,
and they are raging with monsters, old sport.
| based on the voyage of the dawn treader |
| BOOK TWO OF THE KING IN DISTRESS DUOLOGY |
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Present Day, Narnia
"CARE TO EXPLAIN what happened back there, Jamie?"
They arrived back on the Dawn Treader a little past midnight. Jamie had been silent the entire way back, with Caspian who could no longer bear her silence finally speaking up. In truth, she hadn't known what to think. Eovrynn had spoken a new prophecy, or at least, reminded her of its existence. Letting out a tired sigh, Jamie plopped down on the seat by the window in the mapping room, mind thinking of a hundred things at once.
"In my time," she began, "there were sayings that a prophecy was spoken. It was said that a priestess had killed herself after a vision from the gods, she was in the middle of a Narnian battlefield, death all around her, and there she spoke her final prophecy before she had died." Jamie exhaled slowly, leaning against the column beside her. "Her name was Syvern, a native of Shaa'Valun. She was the sister of Eovrynn, the witch I banished, and Syllena, the evil sorceress we defeated in the Red Battle."
"They are not Narnian?" Caspian knit his eyebrows, bewildered.
"No, they're not." Jamie said. "In the old days, there is a continent in the far east, it was called Xyr. It was a rich land, abundant with spices and minerals, rich with relics and ancient wonders. Xyr and Narnia had once been at war for centuries, a war that was erased from Narnian history. A few cities native to it are Shaa'Valun, Shaa'Kavar, Cang Shuo, and Dhangyar.
"There were many lands that sought to invade and take over Xyr. Narnia being one of them. Eventually, the fall of Xyr was not far from the horizon, and now, it is completely gone from the books of Narnia. Which explains why you're not familiar with it now." By the time Jamie finished explaining, Caspian had taken a seat, invested in the story.
"I've heard of stories of the large continent in the east. But no one really knows what happened." Caspian said. "No one but you." He sighed, pressing his lips into a thin line. "So it seems your past returns to haunt you."
Jamie chuckled wryly, and if the situation weren't so dire, she would've laughed. "That it seems."
"When the Northern Star glitters high, and the Treader glides through waters tide." Caspian mused. "It means the prophecy nears its cycle."
"The Blood of the Warrior will taint the moon, the Love of a King shall end in doom." Jamie continued. "I don't even want to try to interpret prophecies. They seem so glaring but they could mean a hundred different meanings. You'd be lucky if you could guess."
