Daughters of The King

CHAPTER III: AN ENDLESS WAR (3)

CHAPTER III: AN ENDLESS WAR (3)

The story vanished as briefly as Leyra said the ending to her middle daughter, whom was still stunned by the event from the dark night before.

"What a cold act" Amara replies. “Why do I feel like she´s inviting death?”

"Don't say that" Leyra exclaims. “We must find a way to solve it.”

"Mother, there's nothing to resolve!" responds the golden princess. “That is not your daughter! This evil is insatiable, and it won´t stop growing. This cannot continue any further. I will not allow her reign of whims and terror t*****e us anymore! Someone must end this! I'm going to do it myself, and we´ll see if she will put her dishonored hands again on my daughter!”

"You´re more aggressive, Amara," replies the queen. “This is not your way.”

"These days at Eldriner, have already changed me, mother," says the golden princess. “I know it is not what you support, but it is the right energy to fight and overcome the malice that´ve taken over these lands.”

"But aggressiveness shouldn't play against you" Leyra continues. “For this, it is important to have your spirit in balance.”

The queen stopped holding her daughter, and went to her mirror. The woman sat down, and gently began to stroke her hair.

"Tell me, my daughter" exclaims the queen. “How are things with your husband?”

"He's fine, he's just a little distracted" Amara replies. “He´s a bit attached to me lately, and mother, after what happened to Mihalis I–

The golden princess stopped, for the words in her mind could not come out of her mouth.

"It's just that, what was left in my heart, is death" says the woman. “It ceased to exist. I'm only alive for my daughter, and my purpose to her. I don't know how to open these feelings anymore. And I still love him mother, it's just that, I need distance. I don't know why he's so intense now.”

"Well, what did you expect?" Leyra answers. “He sees you once, every fifteen cycles.”

“Yes, but – mother he never acted like this” responds Amara.  “I don't understand why now. This time, I need my space, I need myself, I need him to understand. He has been more invasive. And he wants me to have more empathy, when it should be the other way around.”

“Amara” exclaims Leyra, “when a man meets the right woman, he becomes a light immediately. He needs to shine for life; he needs to share, to give you his brightness, like a valve, which cannot fail to show its brilliance. Listen, he needs to, to bloom. He needs to, so his spirit may rest in peace. And sometimes, certain men have to live without being able to access that share, for a long time; without the presence of this woman. It is the most difficult task. The bravest of tests.”

“He has endured a time” the queen continues. “He has shown his light in his own things; he has found inspiration through you, through your daughter, through victory. He dreams of triumph; he dreams with bringing glory. But my daughter, he needs you. You must understand it. You are his rock, and his greatest strength, and if he does not feel you by his side, he is weak; vulnerable, exposed. He doesn't know where he is going. He does not have a north anymore.”

"Talk to him, and be fair with him" she continues. “Is the least you could do. Eros could offer his life for you, my daughter.”

"I know mother," says Amara. “I will try to fix things.”

“Excelent! I know it will all end well, you´ll see” exclaims the queen. “And remember, about these vision you´ve been having, Elgoneth is not sending you these messages without a major purpose; they mean something for you, and it's your duty to figure them out.”

"I will, my beloved queen” exclaims Amara.

"Abundance is what prevailed before in the eyes of this kingdom," exclaims Leyra. “Look at us now. It´s hard to understand what had happened, and what will. We must be closer together than ever. We must choose compassion for one another. Otherwise, we will not be able to handle this.”

"It's what worries me mother" says Amara, before closing the door. “What if we can't stop it? What if she is too strong for us? What if she is too strong for me?

"Thinking about failing is not an option for you, my daughter" responds the queen. “Let's think, you won't fail yourself. Relive the fact, you had become stronger. Let's believe, you will succeed, at the hands of fate. We still have hope, because we still have you. And if you have come this far, it´s because Elgoneth wants you victorious through this. Let yourself be guided by him and you´ll make it in that battle.”

"And as for the war," continues the queen. “Your father is not alone; he never is. He has me, he has his family, he has thousands of warriors, and his dragons at his command; a relic for the light. We are fighting a worthy battle. We have resisted more than expected, and in large part, it has been because of Erin's impressive voice of leadership. Your sister is a true goddess.”

"So I´ve imagined it" says Amara. “I saw her thunder shining throughout the region, the same day she arrived.”

"She is a gift, Amara. She is guiding us in this battle, and you must take advantage of that, from Eldriner. I know you can beat her, my daughter. You have to trust in yourself.”

“My father still disagrees with this, right?” exclaims Amara. “He must be mad at me.”

"That's right" exclaims Leyra, "but I´d be worried if he wasn't. I know you well, Amara. I know how you strong you are. You will do it.”

“Thank you mother”

The woman then left the place. Descending the endless stairs of the dome, she realized it was quite late. The sky was about to darken completely. Under the great dome, she left the castle and headed towards Zone A, where her family home was. Upon the outskirts of the refugee.

In the outside stable, Amara began to place a pair of new weapons on her horse. She was arranging all her armor, but she did not intend to say anything to anyone, for she felt unusually uncomfortable in the face of the place. When suddenly, a closer thought appeared the scene. An anxious man.

"I knew I'd find you here," exclaims the man.

"Really?” replies Amara. “Why is that?"

"It's normal, always meeting you at the end" exclaims Eros. “Instead of facing the situation, as we all adults do.”

“Eros, liste–”

“But it doesn't matter, it's fine” the man continues, “I understand that you want to go. But I will not allow it this time.”

"What the hell are you talking about now?"

"You're not going anywhere!"

The couple argue strongly. Amara lost control, and started punching Eros in the chest, while the latter shouted to stop doing it. The golden daughter went wild, and started throwing spells of fire at her husband. He managed to grabbed her, tried to shuddered her down, and hold her violent arms, destroying the columns of wood with blasts of fire, all around the place. A mess was taking place, until the man held the princess tight by the arms, and smashed her back against another column.

“Amara stop now!” the man said. “You’re not going to leave, because I'm not going to let you go! It's over! This is your home and I am your husband! And you´ll have to kill me first, if you want me to let go of this! I love you, woman! Don´t you understand?! I want you here with me! I need you here with me!”

The woman understood the pain living inside her beloved; he was broken. But she was broken too. She sympathizes with him, and tried to calm him down.

"I'm sorry, Eros" the woman exclaims. “What you want me to give you, no longer exists in me.”

"I'm going to get my robe" exclaims the woman. “I think my time here, is over.”

Amara breaks free of Eros, and heads home. Angry, the young woman only wanted to look for her divine robe, given by her father several rimmers* ago, while Eros still followed her. Arguing along the way.

 They enter the house; gets the Robe of the King, and leaves her home again. It was too late, and under the light of the star about to hide, they began to argue more intensely. It was a nostalgia, facing the neglect.

 In the mist of the fight, Amara sees behind her husband, the silhouette of a little girl, peeking out the door, in the distance. She then, removes the man from the front, and heads towards the girl.

 “What are you doing here?” exclaims the princess. “It's getting dark already, you should rest.”

"Mother, are you really leaving?" asks Ada.

"Yes, my girl. I´m so sorry" says the woman, hugging her. “But listen to me, this will be the last time I will leave. This will be the last time I will be away from you. Mommy must change something important, and when I return, I will return forever. Nothing is going to separate us anymore, and we will be together, forever.”

“You promise mother?” Ada asks.

"I promise, my daughter" the woman replies. “I´m going to tell you something, when I return from the elves´ forest, I will bring you the most beautiful white butterfly in all of Eldrįner. I will offer her life to you, for having been brave, and strong, and she will be my promise fulfilled. For she will bring you light, splendor and goodwill throughout all your life. You only have to resist a few more days, my girl.”

The woman kisses her youngest daughter on the forehead, and reassures her promise. They both smile, and amid a cold tear, Ada remain silent.

The woman rises from the ground, where she was kneeling. She heads her gaze forward, towards her beautiful white horse. She looks at her loved one worried, and also offers him a hug. A hug that came from the heart.

“This is my destiny Eros, I can't help it” the woman exclaims. “This will not change until I change it myself. I'm not asking you to understand me, I'm just asking you to support me.”

"Amara, I can´t support this. Not anymore" exclaims the man. “Remember, whatever you must suffer, I´ll suffer it too. And it's hard to do this without you. We need you here. I need you here.”

"Then, we already know what it is" answers the golden princess. “I still believe in you. But this battle of ours, is personal, it´s individual. And if we want to fix this, we shouldn't be together. We can´t. Not anymore.”

The woman climbs on the stirrup of her white horse, while her husband carries the tearful six-year-old girl by his arms, crying upon her mother's departure.

“Burn a lime* for me, my daughter” said Amara, “and ask for us. Ask for courage, ask for abundance, ask for faith. Ask for clarity, ask for hope; for our victory, for our glory, for our love. Your requests are carefully listened by life. And well received by Elgoneth.”

“What happens if we lose, mommy?” asks the girl.

"We will win, my daughter" exclaims the woman. “Together, we will win. That's for sure. This will be, our most beautiful story. Our most beautiful witness.”

Amara then, set out on her way, and with her horse, headed back to the great Summit of Deoleom; she went all the way up to it, ascending, while her husband and daughter saw the mythical princess in the distance, at the final fall of dawn. The sunset was at the best splendor, but upon the miles ahead, the shadows had already eaten the forests´ shade.