The Sorcerer

Chapter Two

The Staff's powers are slowly corrupting Drake. His once marvelous looks are now twisted, like a real dark wizard.

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Because of her powerful clairvoyance, the Queen, mother of the Exiled One, saw what will happen. She told what she saw to her husband.

"Matthew! Matthew!" she called him, running to the throne. She just realized that everyone in the throne room was looking at her.

"What is it, love?" King Matthew answered.

"I need to talk to you about...something."

"What is it?"

"We'll discuss it elsewhere."

He stood up and walked with the Queen. They went to their bedroom.

"What is it, Clarisse?"

"I saw a vision."

"What did you see?"

"I saw-"

She was cut by Matthew.

"You saw Drake, didn't you?"

She didn't answer.

"Didn't you?"

"Y-Yes." She continued further. "He found it. He's using Its powers."

"He found what?"

"The Staff."

Matthew was startled. "I thought the Staff of Destiny was just a myth."

"That is what I saw in the vision."

"What else did you see?"

"He's using the powers of the Staff to create his legion of the Dark." She stopped for a moment then continued. "Then, he will use them to destroy...us."

The King was frozen in place.

"Matthew?" the Queen called out to him.

"I will alert everyone of this."

King Matthew told everyone of the vision. The Queen even used her powers to show them the vision.

They prepared the Kingdom for the grand invasion.

*

"I have need of your assistance, brothers and sisters," he said.

One of the wizards stepped forward. He wore a black robe like the others, but what makes him different is his weapon, a staff. It has a large orb at the top, glowing black in the middle. When he tapped it to the ground, the orb glowed bright white. He lowered his hood. He is pale with a near-perfect face; pointy-and-a-little-wide nose, no freckles in sight, and eyes so gold.

"I am Araxia. I am the leader of this coven. What shall you have us do?" he said.

Drake replied, "I have need of your assistance to destroy the kingdom of Humans, Fiedith."

Another one of the group of wizards stepped forward, stopping beside Araxia. The wizard lowered the hood. Drake was surprised. It was a woman, silver-haired and eyes blue like the sea. She suddenly talked. "Whatever you ask us to do, we'll do it. We are yours to command," she said.

"This is my second-in-command, Morticia," Araxia told Drake.

"Very well," Drake replied.

*

Richard was sent by his father to the kingdom of Elandra to seek the help of the Elves. He passed several towns before reaching the Elven Capital City, Eldmer.

A guard halted his path.

"Crown Prince Richard." He bowed low. "What business does the Crown Prince of the Humans have in the Capital City?"    

"I need to deliver something of the utmost importance to your High King."

"You may proceed, Your Majesty."

"Thank you," Richard replied.

He headed straight to the Keep of Eldmer.

He dismounted in the gardens, then headed to the throne room. People from the Keep looked at him as he ran to the throne room.

When he reached the throne room, he was almost out of breath.

The High King of the Elves, Nadur Oak of Nature, was seated at the High Throne of Eldmer. Prince Richard walked to the High Throne. But before he talked to the High King, he was greeted by the Grand Advisor of Eldmer, Advisor Thulion Greyflower of the Leaves.

"My, my, Crown Prince Richard of Fiedith," Advisor Thulion said to Prince Richard. What has brought you here to our domain?"

"Good morning, Advi- I mean Grand Advisor Thulion Greyflower-"

"Of the Leaves. Good morning too, Crown Prince Richard. Tell me, why have you come to Eldmer?"

"I need to speak with the High King," he said to Advisor Thulion.

"Well, you-"

"Thulion, let the boy be," the High King interrupted the Grand Advisor. The other people in the throne room were all looking at them.

"Yes, My High King."

"Come, Richard."

Richard went to the High King. He felt glad and happy to see his mentor again. He remembers the days of their training, with sword and magic, back when Nadur Oak was still "of the Trees," meaning master of the ways of the Sword and the magic of Nature. Richard received this honor when Nadur himself picked the Prince to be he student. Richard became fond of the magic of Nature because of Nadur Oak.

"I am so happy to see you again, Sir Nadur. High King Nadur, I mean," Richard bows to the High King.

"I am glad to see you too, child. But no need for such titles if you are speaking to me. Well, you can still call me Sir or my name," the High King said.

"Yes, Sir. Got it."

Nadur stood up and hugged Richard and patted his back. Richard again remembers their rigorous training and the friendship together.

"Now, tell me child," the High King begins. "What is the reason of you being here? It's not just because you missed me, right," Nadur chuckles at that.

Richard laughed as well. But then his expression changed to seriousness. "Sir Nadur, there is some grave news I have delivered."

"What is it, child? Tell me."

"My brother is intending to destroy Fiedith. He has found the mythical Staff of Destiny, and is building his Legion of the Dead."

"What? That is indeed terrible news, child."

"Yes, Sir. He even rallied many of the dark wizards on the land. They are all under his banner."

"So, if what you are saying is true child, if our allies are in danger, then...we shall answer the call."

"Thank you, Sir. Together with the Magic of Humans and Elves, we can thwart this danger to the land."

"However, child, there will be so many deaths. Before victory can be achieved, deaths will come first."

"I know, Sir."

"This is terrible, indeed for my people. But if Fiedith is in danger, then Elandra will answer. I will prepare for my army, child. I will lead the army myself."

"Thank you, Sir, I shall be going now."

"Good luck, child. May Nature bless you and Fiedith."