Legends of Kepler: Aramordt II

CHAPTER I: THE MISSING SON (5)

CHAPTER I: THE MISSING SON (5)

Argon was cold and dumbfounded, after such talk. He had been impressed by what the woman had told him, because really although he seemed hard to believe, he had realized that she was actually in love with her. And even though he had no idea if the sorceress felt the same, something inside him already knew. Something inside hers was driving him to do all of these things just to be with her. But why? Why did he want him to be with her? I mean, she was beautiful and her energy was incredibly radiant. But why sacrifice for her? Why bet on it?

It was instinctive, really. Argon from the time he had use of raon felt an inclination towards his friend. And not even, it was to satisfy her interests. He did not seek to use her for any purpose. There wasn't really an end, and yet there wasn't a single day that he wouldn't think of her. There was not a single day that her curiosity invaded him and he wanted to make an effort to be with her, to share with her. Anything.

There was no way to explain it rationally; she is simply a special woman in his life. He is an important person, as he did not know her perfectly well, but he was willing to do so. He was willing to continue loving the commitment to build her life for one day perhaps, invite her to be part of it too, as one more of her blessings. Along with everything that he considered important and special, his intuition expressed it loudly at this point: she is she. Just by being her, he had won her spirit, he had penetrated her mind, and without her knowing it, he was willing to become the man she deserved. For him, and then for her.

However, the Raen's heart is not easy to win either. His heart couldn't bear even the thought of getting hurt. To come out once again, looked down upon, undervalued, overlooked. His heart had been shattered, many times. But he was raised in all of them, he was cleansed, healed and valued himself. And he loved himself when no one else did. That's why the questions, because he didn't really need her in her life. Or so he believed. He could go on without her. He could get on with her life, and everything would be fine just the same. In the end, he had already gotten used to living like this. Lonely, distant.

He didn't want to live without her. He didn't want to stop trying for her. He wasn't perfect, nor did he pretend to be. The he had his past, full of broken pieces, crumbled voids and decisions full of tumultuous consequences. But his life also came with a great comeback, a great transformation. The he had cleansed himself. He had gotten up, alone. He had gotten the courage to face her life, alone. And he had found a grace and a love that had saved his life, and that had turned him into a light. A pure light.

And her soul, he just wants to bring that light to her, now that he has learned to give it to himself. And give this beautiful and complete woman the magic of giving her the confidence to be herself. To have a company, and face both, their individual processes, but together. He wanted to invite her to follow her life and her growth, together with him. She was getting to know him, for she had no idea who he really was or he.

But he, he, she did know. He knew perfectly who he was, and he knew that what he had to offer this valuable woman was only peace, friendship, ease and patience, tolerance, support, respect, admiration, laughter, a lot of laughter, but above all: a love sincere, a real love, a genuine love, a love of God. The love that life had taught her, he had shown her. And the love that he had given himself. And he just wanted and hoped that she felt it in his heart. That he was and would be and will be different, the best for her. The founders, of the New Edigea.

The New Edigea consisted of three Kingdoms, Amaris, Aramordt and Arcuri. Argon gave Ada's necklace to Leyra when she died, and there she finally understood what her lover had told her twice before and this last time. No one could lift Zaura's knife because his hands were burning alive in a greenish light. They took out the bodies of the father and mother, and left the knife there.

When King Trimorén, Zaura's cousin, reached a prudent age, he commanded the room to burn, and when they saw it again, the room was totally ashes except for the cursed blade whose knife was intact and sharpened, and the fire broke out a few words in dragomar in all the encryption of the knife.

“A whisper in the darkness, a profaner of the shadows, a curse incarnate. Zaura, the princess of darkness, the daughter of evil. "

of the secret sword in Minnaar. A dwarf appears, from

What does the dwarfs from the east has to do with any of these

The dwar f crosses to the front of the room and breaks the subway, if in such case it is necessary to carry the chest to bind with the holy sword, it will be carried by the carrier of the chest, the protector of the sword and thus they begin a journey together through the mountains. from Fehler 6 but only Eros arrives.

pirits sobbed around the place. Delirious, walkers, being observed by the new perplexed natives who did not understand the singularity with which these specters passed the corridors, the fallen stairs, the broken columns, the bridges cornered by the ancestral grass; as if they were doing it from memory. As if their instincts led them to the mirage of death, and these rebounded to the wretched earth, without being accepted to enter the gates of heaven. Nor in the hecatomb of darkness. Trapped, to endure within a curse, without shortcuts, without loopholes. "

The future of his kingdom was now uncertain, and it only remained to vent the pain, the sorrow and the uneasiness through his pesky tears, inhabited within his torn heart, while they awaited the arrival of the god of the air together with the supreme god, coming from their meeting on the great mountain, and thus allow the prelude to the next battle. The beginning of the end. The start of the Great War. The counterattack, of the Kings of Adnia.

Rapid movements, and exchanges of light and plasma energies against golden lights of effulgence, began to intertwine in the confines of the ill-fated battlefield, frozen at night. Suddenly, a luminous enchantment struck the bearers of power. Launching them towards the inner parcel of the fortress, in the midst of the impending war.

Eroelle fell abruptly to the ground, and when she began to regain consciousness, she already had hers king of hers by her side; trying to lift her from despair, only to vividly witness the greatest tragedy she had ever seen in her life.

I am a dignified member of royalty and I shall not be insulted like this

A blazing fire, a mighty flame, suppressing the decaying love of the kingdom. An unshakable derision, a disdain for the burning and pitiful night. Enfaring, the soullessness of a final battle, between violet forces, against effulgences of light; mixing in the painful term. Within the confines of the unfortunate towers of the great fortress.

Suddenly, a luminous enchantment struck the possessors of great power, amidst the clash of heights. Throwing them into the inner fabric, in the middle of the impending war. Thus, Eroelle fell to the ground abruptly. And when she began to regain consciousness, she already had the king of hers on her right side; lifting her out of despair, only to vividly witness, the greatest tragedy of all her benevolent times.

Rita grabs her sword and stores it in her scabbard.

In the hour of the king.

Since Rita returned from the war, Argon was so impressed that rumors of the prompt declaration of the heir to her kingdom began to be rumored. And many rumored that Abhir would be the heir, although a large portion thought that she would be Ceres, or even Amara. People loved Rita very much, and she had proven to be the best warrior in battle, she loved chaos; her passion was war. At that time a healthy war, the one that related heroism among his people, and love and love among the warriors and the nobility for his new gestures, especially, having yielded his dragon blessing one of two, to his sister when this He was very wounded, and this restoration of energy yielded by you, and absorbed by it, his body was revitalized and he felt the natural and kind-hearted gesture, from taking down hundreds of barbarian warriors in battle, and demonstrating fearful skill. They are the saber, and great leadership.

However, Ceres was the May, she was the General of the Adheon Army, and part of the most experienced of all her children, so it was reasonable that this was the heir to the throne so a large portion were in favor of the The eldest and most experienced daughter was the heir to his throne. It was the most logical thing to do.

And another small portion was betting on Amara, that despite not having much experience or voice of command, her charms and her sense of compassion and empathy for others won her hearts.

Thus, on the 27th day of the Leorian Cycle, on Rita's seventeenth birthday, in full celebration amid the nobility at the head of a great ceremony in the town, amid a flurry of flattery, King Argonaeth confirmed the sentence of his youngest daughter, as the official heir to his throne. In the middle of the whole city. And most of the town celebrated with animation; a banquet was formed, a gathering of community members, parties and parades, and all kinds of social and cultural activities, which provided harmony and festivity extending them until the