The Chronicles of Tenroha

Epilogue

Epilogue

It has been several days since the victory at the palace and the day to day business was nearly back to normal. Ryan had returned in time to see his brother crowned king in the absence of their father and mother. He had just learned of the losses that his family had suffered in the battles of the past several weeks, and had little time to mourn them before the coronation.

Jeremiah's arm had healed by the time the others had arrived, and he and his wife Chloé spent most of their time together making up for the time they had lost, while Nìa and the princesses spent several days planning a feast to celebrate the victory and the coronation of Níkōlì as king.

Ryan and Wilhelm spoke of the relics and began planning a search for the remaining items, while Matáo and Jäkob spent some much needed time together as brothers. Matáo even gifted him a present that he had found in the aftermath of the battles. It was the bow that they had made together before their world was forever changed. Jäkob was pleased to have his bow back, but he felt like he didn't need it anymore.

The feast lasted for three days. There was much celebrating to be done by everyone in the kingdom. Ryan had pledged the treasure that they had found beneath the Crescent Mountains to help rebuild the kingdom. Many elves and dwarves had joined the feast to honor the newly crowned king while the entire kingdom rejoiced.

The night of the third day of the celebration, the night sky became as bright as day. Two spheres of light drifted across the sky and drew everyone's attention. The lights became brighter as they neared the ground and people began to see that there was something on top of the spheres.

The spheres of light began to grow dimmer as they neared the ground. Fading from a bright white, to a yellow, then orange. The many people viewing this began to see that the spheres of light were giant horses that looked to be made of fire, and from the back of the lead horse they saw a man leap to the ground. It was Jonah. "What did I miss?" he asked as he joined the revelry.

Matáo grasped his forearm and pulled him in for a hug. "You've missed the war!" he said, cheerfully. Mrs. Kiltzka and her husband saw their son arrive at the palace and ran towards him. Before they could say anything to him he turned to Matáo and said, "I need your help," in a serious tone. "Count me in," replied Matáo.

*****

Jessie and Joel rode on the back of Tanith for three days before they landed on an island so large, they could not tell that it was an island. The lush green trees looked like the ones on Tanith's island, only taller. In the center of the island was a lonely mountain that had smoke billowing from its top.

Tanith circled the volcano three times before landing next to a large hill at the base of the mountain. "My lord," began Tanith, "These humans have helped me to destroy a golem that plagued my island for weeks. As a reward, I brought them here. They wish to have an audience with you."

The hill before them began to shake and it slowly became larger. Standing in front of them was a dragon five or six times the size of Tanith. He spoke with a booming voice, "THE PENALTY FOR TRESPASS ON THESE LANDS IS DEATH, HUMANS. FOR WHAT REASON WOULD YOU HAVE TO RISK SUCH A FATE TO SPEAK WITH ME?"

*****

Jemot had spent the last three days in meditation. His strength had failed him after the stone was destroyed. He spent three days recouping his lost reserves of magic and three more days preparing for his next plan of action. The time was finally here. He gathered his strength, both natural and unnatural and began to chant in a language that sounded vile and unnatural.

For three more days and nights, he chanted without stopping. As he chanted, he poured every ounce of magic into his spell and before the final speck of magic left him, he stopped. There was a thunderous explosion around him and a flash of light that could be seen for miles filled every pore of his body.

When the flash faded away, he was weak and fell into a trance. In his trance, he saw through the eyes of another. He was lying on a pillow. He looked around and saw a man lying next to him. The man was unfamiliar to him, but if his spell worked, he was lying next to the king of Tenroha. He was a young man, with blonde hair and he was sleeping.

Jemot crawled across the pillow and could see that he was no larger than a worm. The spell had worked. He had managed to summon a dream whisperer from the realm of demons. A tiny worm-like creature that could infiltrate dreams. He slowly crawled towards the king's head and he entered the hole that was in his ear.

He burrowed deep inside the cave like structure of the ear and began whispering dark and terrible things into the ear of the newly crowned king. In the dreams of the king, Jemot could feel, sense, and see the king's deepest and darkest fears. With the dream whisperer, he could warp the mind of the king to do his bidding. He toyed with the king's mind and revelled in the king's misery.