The day Gaia Elessedil was born she was named the future queen of Arborlon. Nobody knew why her grandfather chose her as his heir, but he said that she would change history.
When she was growing up she never had much freedom being the future queen...
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Wil grabs his dagger as the thing lands in front of us ready to attack, "Gaia, Amberle, stay back!" He shouts as the Demon heads straight towards us.
"Run girls! run!" Wil screamed but we stood there unable to move from shock.
As we continued to walk backwards I tripped on the sand resulting in all three of us falling. The demon hissed at us and then I saw a man with a sword come towards us, the demon turned around but before it could attack the blade had already went through his arm.
The demon then screamed in agony and the man then turned around to avoid another hit from the demon.
Once he turned around the man moved his blade and decapitated the demon. Unfortunately for us the head landed a few feet away from us so we backed up just in case it was going to attack again.
The man got up from his spot and walked towards us, "We have to go! Now!" He shouted and I certainly agreed with him.
"Our Aunt!" I suddenly remembered her. Amberle got up and helped me us in the process. Amberle then went running to where our aunt was located but the Druid stopped her.
"She's gone."
My sister then came running into my arms as I comforted her, "This can't be happing." She whispered in my arms and I shushed her.
"It's going to be fine, she's in a better place." I mumbled, yet I was heartbroken that yet another family member died.
"Is that?" Wil asked and the Druid nodded.
"It's a Demon. A Fury. There will be more coming. We need to leave." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As we rode on the shores on the beach I looked over at my sister who was riding with the Druid as I was riding with Wil.
"Tell us what's going on. How did that thing find us?" I asked as Wil stopped the horse resulting in the Druid also doing the same.
"Honestly, I don't know. No one even knew we were headed here." Wil spoke to the Druid.
"The Dagda Mor's agent in the palace will stop at nothing to finish off the chosen." He said. Amberle and I looked at each other confused, what does he mean.
"Finish off?" Amberle questions and both the Druid and Wil are speachless. Lorin... He died... But I thought he was supposed to die by Amberle's hand?
"What happened to the others?" I asked and neither of them spoke, Amberle began to become frustrated.
"Tell us!" She demanded.
Wil looked at her then me before saying the answer, "They were murdered. Two nights ago."
My eyes widened as I looked into his eyes filled with sympathy. "Lorin?" I muttered and he briefly nodded. I looked over to Amberle to see her in agony over losing our childhood friend.
