This is Rowen's story
From a very young age Rowen had always had a fascination with war you see she was Princess, soon-to-be Queen of Esmia, and her kingdom has seen war since before her grandmother's time. She always wanted to be the one to end it...
"YOU can't be serious!, think about it Marius you can't jus-"
" I am serious, this isn't something I've made up, the God's gave me this vision for reason, at least see it as it is Davina, a gift from the Gods!"
"Well f*** the Gods, you can't give a prophecy like that to a child, a baby no less. I don't care where the prophecy came from, I wouldn't even care if it was given from Alistair and Elena themselves!"
I yell out, both Marius and I were red in the face, being prophets isn't as easy as the the stories say.
"It was a Elena herself who told me this, you have to believe me Davina"
I could see the pain in Marius has eyes, and his voice cracked as he uttered a soft
"Please"
I looked down at my feet, the hem of my robe is covered in dirt and grime, the dark, red mud contrasts oddly against the dull green.
"We will not tell her majesty Queen Empress Tara yet"
Marius looks up with thankfulness springing in his once hopeless eyes as he uttered a soft, yet strong
"Agreed"
"Now get over here and help me sweep this floor, you're slacking on your chores Marius dear"
And with his laugh echoing my own we continued our day as if the fight never happened, but in the back of our minds we both know we would come back to the subject again in the near future.
Marius
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Davina
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