Eve and the Legion

Part Twelve

With a look of confidence, I exited the Prophet’s tent. Silver began to follow but I stopped her. “Leave me on my own to prepare. This is all I ask.” I said without taking a glance at her. She simply nodded and walked back into the Prophet’s tent. I walked back to Silver’s tent, it was night before I arrived. I sat outside the tent and looked up to the stars. “Prophet, please if you can hear me I need help.” I leaned against the tent, a tear streaming down my face. “How can I know my heart is strong enough? How can I know when for some reason I’m in love with someone I have just met!” I hugged my knees. “Maybe the universe made some mistake because I don’t feel like the chosen one. I can’t do this! I’m nothing special, why was I brought here? Of all people, why was it me? There are many people stronger and wiser, there are many people far more capable than I am. Prophet, if you can hear me, please answer. I am lost and I am scared, I want to help but I just can’t!” I looked up and there was the Prophet standing above me, well it was almost the prophet. He looked as if he was made of a cloud. “Eve,” he came closer to me “do you think every great hero knew they had it in them? Do you think every great hero went into battle with the greatest confidence that they could win? Of course not, every great warrior has had doubts cross their minds. You were chosen for a reason, not for your strength in your muscles or wisdom in your brain. You were chosen because of strength and wisdom in your heart.” I looked at him with tears streaming down my face. “My heart is anything but strong.”

“You say that your heart is not strong because you fell in love, how does love weaken a heart?” He sat down next to me. “Your heart has not been weakened, your heart is stronger than ever.” He said. I looked away and close my eyes. “I don’t understand.” I sighed and looked back to where he was but he had disappeared. I should have been used to confusion by now but now it was not a good time to be confused. The Legion is going into war and I have to lead it. I stood up and walked into the tent, Silver was asleep inside. I wondered how she got there but I thought best not to question it. The only thing I was worried about is if she might have heard my conversation with the Prophet. I laid down and closed my eyes, but I didn’t sleep. All I could do was lay there and think. I was thinking about just about everything, about how I could lead the Legion into war, about if my heart really was strong enough. Of all the things that were running through my mind the one that I thought of the most was how Alexander saved me. I thought about if he really cared about me or the Legion. I was terrified that he would betray me. The thought stuck in my head for a while as I tried to sleep, the thought that I could have fallen in love with a monster. I was told to listen to my heart but my heart could lead my wrong. My brain longs to save the Legion but my heart longs for Alexander Control.