Escape from Eden

Chapter 1

["The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than for my talent for absorbing positive knowledge." - Albert Eistein]

Jae. Honaleih Jae. Paladin of the Dead Embers. I rise to my occaision, to bestow the gift of confidence and positivity to my beloved friends. I cast my condolensces to my father who became corrupted with advanced technology and planned to declare war upon those who rebel against his orders in a "perfect life." I say, "The perfect life is not always the best choice. Those who work hard, will soon be gifted with success."  The people who join together in harmony are the ones who strive for the better future of the citizens of this town. "Together, we shall build our new future!"

Let me start from the beginning...

My name is Honaleih Jae. Born from precious stone to indestructable material. The mind of a child is more exposed to the knowledge of the enchanted forest, then the knowledge of how to rule a kingdom full of delinquents. "Iloh, my hero, was a dire wolf who lived to serve for the greater good. Died in honor, to defend his temp partner from the first battle on Cain's Fertile Soil." The plaque for the hero who gave me the strength to stand and speak my beliefs for my people. 

My mother, Nova Star Jae, was a leader who was named after the explosion of stars, creating new ones in its path, gave me the knowledge of hope and compassion for those around me, to be cautious of those who will trick me, and to cook for many who have provide me with great protection. When she passed, it was a chance for my father to gain more power and control those who will betray the system of honor. 

Advanced technology was introduced to us by foreigners who knew the art of coding bugs and mother boards. My father was never really insightful, when I was young. He only focused his attention on gaining more soliders for his robotic army, learning more of the knowledge of how to destroy the old lives of citizens to create new ones, and how to implement effective methods of inventions too powerful for man. Great. Just, great.

As a young teenager, I studied for the Academy of Concealed Enchantments, and got a diploma for the first run of my new life. My father, King Pama, was not too fond of me, educating myself in such studies. "As my daughter, you are to study by my laws, not your mother's. She may be educated and talented, but she hasn't had merely enough knowledge for the town to withhold. In our family's honor, you are to study what the boys, at the academy, are learning, don't you agree?" I looked at him, bewildered. "Father, with all do respect, but I promised mother that I would fulfill my duties here and then transfer, in the next 2 years, to your academy. I mean, surely, she told you before she passed, didn't she?"

I waited for what seemed like countless hours, until he responds, " It seems to me that...she has. If that is what you wish to do, then you shall proceed." He stared down at me, wanting to smile, but couldn't. "Hona, there will be a group of individuals of the kingdom next door, coming over for business. Would you remind the ladies in our kitchen for dinner plans, and the servants to set the table?" I smiled, clearing my throat from the enormous lump, "Yes, Father."

As the day went by, I alerted everyone with the dinner plans and offered to help. Emma, one of the pastry workers, became shaky with some of the desserts, clearly she was a perfectionist in confectionaries. Despite her frail state, she was an emotionally strong woman who cares deeply about everyone in the palace. "Pie crust substitute for the cookies? What an exquisite exchange! I hear the puff pastry is the best for tart pockets." She cocked her head to the side in confusion, "Pray tell me, child. What is it that you call a "tart pocket"? That sounds as wonderful as your knowledge in advanced vocabulary!"

I chuckled, "A tart pocket is a simple dessert that is served at the Merchant's Corner Bakery. Merely, it is just a fruity tart filling in a puff pastry pocket. Bake for 12-15 minutes, brushed with fresh butter, and garnish with a sweet, sugary sauce. Since there is a lot of fresh fruits available to us, I was thinking that we could make them for the king and his guests inside the main dining hall?" The ladies conversed to one another, then turned to smile at me. "Your ideas of baking inspire me, child. What else shall we provide for dinner?"

I smiled through the process of pleasing my father and our guests, with delicious food and scruptious desserts. "Your Highness and thy fellow guests, I present to you the Chilean Seabass, brushed with fresh tomato and basil puree. This is one of your 3 courses before dessert." I bow to present myself as we all roll the food in. "The second course, my Lord, is the Alacard Vension, absorbed with the finest of spices, and brushed with a curried tumeric emulsion sauce." Emma bows and chortles quietly. "And finally, the last dish is the Duke Wellington's famous roll. A combination of the freshest cuts of meat, cooked in perfection. Baked in the crispiest recipe of fresh French bread, glazed with the Duchess's handmade olive butter." The servants began to serve and pour the wine for them to discuss business. I was proud of what we did.

After dinner, food was delivered to my room, for me to consume while I study for my exams. "Hona, tonight's dinner was fantastic, did you have anything to do with that?" I look up to see him grin, I nod. "Yes, Father. I wanted to give the neighbors the best impression on how our kingdom is a warm, inviting place for all. I'm glad that dinner and desserts went well. I hope you sleep well, if you are up in the mood, ask one of the ladies for my specialty drink. It shall aid you and your dreams. Goodnight." He looks at how instructive I was and smiled, walking back into the kitchen to take my advice to heart.

This day was successful..I wish it was like that day, all the time. But something was stirring up, and I don't like it.