The Blade That Carved Time

Chapter Three: East

Francis reached a small village on the edge of the Sol and Anarchy kingdoms. He tied his horse by the stables and went into the village to find a place to sleep. He eventually found a very nice inn that was cheap. "Can I get a room just for this awful night?" Francis asked the inn keeper. "Certainly here is your key and that's room 15 down the hall." Francis nodded and put a pouch of rings on the counter and went to the room. He sat on the bed and cried. He was mourning his father's death wishing it was a nightmare. He paced the room holding his head. He then remembered the journal and opened his satchel and pulled it out. He looked at the cover which had the Latin inscription of Journal Temporalibus which meant Temporal Journal. He opened it and immediately realized there was entries that said he wrote them but this was the first time he opened the journal. He looked closer and realized the pages dated back to his birth. He turned ahead a ways and realized the page the journal stopped at was today and it had already shown him what he was doing in the inn room. "What kind of witchery dost this book hold?" Francis said to himself.

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"Madam, with the up and coming war..." The fretting nurse to Queen Blaze was cut off. "Nurse, thou hast no reason to woe so much. Anarchian and Chaosian knights can try as they will but as long as we don't strike first thou may rest easy that it will be a while before we need fight back." The purple feline ensured the now calming nurse. "Your mother would have hidden you away immediately." The nurse said still a little skeptical. "My mother is one of our royal stars, nurse. I would think thou hast not forgotten." The nurse huffed, her own yellow feline fur still standing as she tried to relax. "All I am saying your highness is thou must stay safe in a time of war. Art thou not as clever as her family name gave her?" Blaze glared at the nurse. "Thou knows better than to question my ways, nurse. I tell this in spirit and in woe my family only left me a kingdom to command. I never asked of it but monarchy is as it will be heir to heir. Thou knows I loathe others so. If I had the choice I'd throw this all away and thou knows I would do so." Blaze put her crown on the table. "Dost thou remember the prophecy made by my father and the old Chaosian and Anarchian king and queen?" Blaze asked the nurse. "Aye, my lady. Thy hero of all will arrive among the everlasting war. Thou is said to smite thee three gods of each kingdoms past. Chaos, the water dragon that formed our great seas. Sol, the phoenix dragon that is said to have created life and land itself. Finally, Anarchy, the ice dragon said to have created our great 4 seasons but made 2 cold and one still cold but the start of the warm season to come to fit it's need of the colder lands. Thou dost remember." The yellow feline nurse said to Blaze. "I do believe that this very war will prove worthy of making this prophecy true. If this be the case then we must be careful but not hostile to any traveler who comes to the kingdom." The nurse looked surprised. "My fair lady! Dost thou really find wisdom in such fools work?" Blaze lit her hand a flame. "Dost thou detest my knowledge yet again?" The nurse gulped shaking her head. "Good then thou can fetch me a meal from thy servingmen." The nurse left Blaze alone to get her some food. Blaze went to her tower balcony at the very top of her castle. She leaned on the railing and looked at her kingdom below. "Dost thou live? May the world truly have a hero so worthy and noble to save us from this war? Is thou a handsome knight of a far off land or a fair young lass of spell binding? If it was a man let him find his way here where I may see his worth and test his courage."