One Crown & Two Thrones : The Prophecy ( Book One) - Prologue

Chapter Fourteen - I Am

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I AM

God who is eternally complete, who directs the stars, who is the master of fates, who elevates man from his lowliness to Himself, who speaks from the cosmos to every single human soul, is the most brilliant manifestation of the goal of perfection...

Alfred Adler.

"Do you know where we stand?" Heiden announced, keeping his back to Eveline who still was on bended knee.

"Solomon's temple my lord," Eveline replied quietly, her body filled with butterflies. The sun filled the holy temple, bouncing off the gold and thus enriching the very room as though she herself was immersed in the sun.

"Such bloodshed has been spilled over this temple, such wars have been waged," Heiden spoke on, his head high up and his hands by his side. "For what?" Heiden turned around and looked down on Eveline with heavy eyes. Eveline feeling the air still, lifted her gaze to meet his own.

"To lay claim to you my Lord, to decree one faith better than another, too...too," she stammered unable to speak before such a King, still so tall and mighty to behold.

"Go on," Heiden urged, stepping down from the high alter to stand before Eveline, her auburn hair burning in the gold.

"Use such a claim for their own benefit," Eveline whispered, keeping her eyes on his, gold and bright.

"I suppose you are wondering why it is I brought you here?"

"Yes my Lord," Eveline replied as he held out both hands for her to take. Without a word, she placed her own shaking hands within his strong palms and trembled feeling an instant connection to him.

"I could have brought you to my own Kingdom, to my own palace where the sun always shines," Heiden said with an eerie look. "But for metaphorical purposes I thought it best we both meet here, at the epicentre of this world."

"I do not understand," Eveline said with courage. "Why am I here?"

"Do you know who I am?" Heiden asked with furrowed brows.

"You are God are you not?" Eveline returned as Heiden gently guided her about the temple.

"But what God am I? Am I the God of Christianity? Judaism? Islam?"

"No," Eveline said with certainty. "You Are." Heiden stopped walking and turned to her, looking down into the face of his daughter and granddaughter.

"I Am," he said quietly. "Above all the Gods of this world and how each of their subjects would mourn their true God."

"Why?" Eveline asked with curious eyes.

"Men want their supreme leader to be perfect, I am not," Heiden spoke softly and deeply. "I am flawed."

"Not all men wish their master to be perfect, many respect their masters more for their imperfections," Eveline said kindly, her heart lifting as he smiled in response.

"How very democratic," Heiden said with an air of humour. "How very alike your mother you are."

"You knew my mother?" Eveline enquired seriously.

"Have you not wondered why I have shown you all that you have seen whilst your physical body lies lifeless in Bath Abbey?" Heiden asked quietly, watching and observing her face as the dawning of realisation washed over her. "Do you not wonder why it is that my best guardians watch over you?"

"My...my parents died in a car crash," Eveline whispered with terrified eyes.

"No, your parents did not die in a car crash," Heiden said with a stern glance. "Your parents died at the hands of your half-brother."