Legends of Kepler: Aramordt II

CHAPTER I: THE MISSING SON (3)

CHAPTER I: THE MISSING SON (3)

Never forget what we have taught you. Go now, for today I must let all your sisters go. I want time to say goodbye and bless each of my daughters "

In the heart, there was no impediment to choose wrong. The descendant then, had to make a horizontal cut in the right hand and with the hand full of blue dragon blood had to grasp the crystal of his favorite of him. Amara was first class, without almost thinking I chose the fire one. So it was Rita's turn, which took a long time to choose, when this happened Ceres got anxious and began to make a serious mistake, itching to press her and began to make comments, out of fear, Rita was about to grab the transparent glass He became impatient and in order not to look for trouble, he decided to change his sentimental approach and grab the fire crystal. It was a very difficult intuitive ability to perform, but Rita managed to hide it incusively properly. Never had any descendant decided to choose the change of his lineage, that is to grasp the transparent crystal so it was not known what would happen if this happened, it is what fills Ceres with fear.

Blake is not your name isn´t it?

Is my middle name – responds the man–. ’But not the one, assigned to me.

You´ve a name. You´ve a last name

The woman look directly into the soul of her partner standing silently in front of her. And she felt out of breath, for her de ella nervous body de ella scream her the unbelievable. The inexorable. The faith, and destiny, standing right upon her of her.

Argon? –Asks the queen.

Argonaeth – replies the man–. Argonaeth Aramordt

The brothers spent their first fifteen days searching for the goddess. They surveyed the meadows, mountains, and trees of the region. Without finding a trace of the woman. And although their intentions clouded the beauty of the island, the first thing their gazes found value was toward a mortal. The most beautiful that their eyes have seen, because in reality, it was the first time that the deities saw one, in this new generation.

When Rita was 16 years old, Argon took her one night to a seer and prophet on the outskirts named Vavre. Argon asked Vavre to confess to Rita as the stars and her destiny, marked her as the eternal heir to her throne, of Aramordt. And he will show her how her destiny was to become the Eternal Queen, and that she would rule in darkness, and allow Aramordt to endure for all eternity, since her arrival was a miracle.

Vvare asked Rita to sit down. She showed him three transparent jars. In each of them was a firefly. The first, a purple light was gushing out. The second, a celestial light was gushing out, and the third a red light was gushing out.

Vavre grabbed the three jars and stirred them as fast as he could that they were out of sight of the Aramordts. After a few moments, he stopped, and the three flasks sprouted a small gaseous essence that made it impossible to see inside them.

Vavre then asked Rita to choose one, and that firefly that came out of that jar would reveal his fate.

Rita chose the first jar, and when the prophet opened it, the three fireflies flew out of it, approaching her, and flying among them.

Nobody said anything.

Vavre got up and opened the small circular window in her cave, and allowed the fireflies to climb out.

Well, what is this?

You have to let them leave at three, so that they can take their own directions. It is not natural that all three are together.

It is true that you are the chosen one to prevail in this kingdom. It is true that you are destined to be the strongest, of all the descendants of the King. You are the one chosen by the universe, to raise this flame, because through you, it will spread throughout all generations, for all nights, for all times, for all its descendants, and thus, Aramordt will endure, and its legacy will not know the end.

But listen to me well Abhir, daughter of Argon, today I warn you, to reach your destination, you are bound to face the darkness. You must cross through all hells. You must face all your demons. You must face the burden that falls, for the one who is unique, and exclusive to defeat this. Well, if you don't find this way, nobody will. I know you will win, but you will have to endure all the pains of the way, until the end. Drop by drop. Step by Step. You must be strong, and if you believe in the light, it will reach you in the end, even if it seems impossible. Although all seems lost, never stop believing Abhir. This universe owes you.

For beneath deepest lagoons of submerged afflictions, wherein the sleepless goddess awakes. Wherein her spirit arouses as the figure of sacred waters, above all hidden lakes. Like ones whose dance lifted realms among the deepest meadows, for the return of that child who drowns without knowing it. The deserted prince looked into the distance, amidst the epiphany of the mystery from the mystical waterfalls. And there he saw a familiar face; a shine that assailed him calmly. His soul could not process it, but he knew the transcendence of his voyage had arrived, and reached the point of his long awaited healing. And although his heart found shelter in divinities from a mother, his loss was not erase from memory of the unbeatable. Quite the contrary. The beatific presence grew his thirst, for angst and revenge.

Gloen was a region rooted in chivalry and diplomacy. Full of men faithful to their King, like little ants serving their colony. A large and beautiful region, seized for years and several hundred miles, full of rivers, streams, and waterfalls; innumerable forests, hills and mountains, which enjoyed all kinds of exotic species. Fundamentally new and fresh ecosystems, embryos of life. Organisms meeting their first evolutionary steps, experimenting with their environments. Completely magical, sophisticated and mysterious creatures.

Well, this kingdom had been slow to complement itself. Millennia of wars, thousands and thousands of men were sacrificed to have come to this great and unbreakable monarchy.

Through his ancestors, the legitimate King Agameus inherited these wonderful lands; together with his beloved queen Eliz and his 12 excellencies of daughters, who were crowned as duchesses and eternal possessors of the immense empire. Its parts were distributed equally, choosing from the first-born to the last of their daughters, the peoples and the different states corresponding to the King's judgment, and they swore reverence to them, and the soldiers of these nations, swore the loyalty paid with the life towards the sovereignty and eternal power of King Agameus. A superb king, however, and subtly self-centered. For there was no kingdom that competed or even dared to imagine fighting against such a huge and solidified kingdom through the centuries.

The town was sustained mainly by the wealth extracted by the King. Gold, copper, platinum, maltese and emeralds of all color gammas were offered to the towns, to turn the states into small cities, with detailed structures and designs, apart from the payment to the small governors who promised forts and militias for defense from all points of the empire. A fearsome kingdom, indestructible by any terrestrial.

When the last of his daughters reached the 16 rimerian springs, Agameus ordered all his daughters to disperse to their corresponding estates by hereditary right. He ordered them to reign, govern, influence, negotiate and mainly, relate to her people and find a man worthy of her hand. For Agameus, he had f*******n romantic relationships with any of his daughters. It was not going to be, until the last of them was ready, for all of them to go out in search of the autonomy of their lives. For the one who will demonstrate the best leadership, was to be her name sealed from her as the rightful heir to the entire Gloen kingdom.

For Agameo, age did not matter but maturity in his actions. The personality and character of his daughters would prove to which she was chosen to erect the great throne. A judgment that he himself wished to impart, through the obvious. Well, the obvious to him was the indisputable. It was a question that he wanted to resolve while he was alive and placed on sacred parchment. He was not going to allow such a generational effort to obtain so much wealth and power to be thrown overboard. Nothing guaranteed or won for anyone; all equally, they had to demonstrate which was the most suitable for the position.

"Father, can't you see how unfair this is to me?" -claims Rosa- "This is the kind of embarrassment that you put me through. Thirty-six springs, without a partner without choosing my mandate and being your first daughter."

"Rosalina, daughter. This is why I am giving you Elietcel, the most organized of my states. I have already mentioned you, I am not looking for age or chronology. I am looking for maturity, attitude and love in this Kingdom. Seeing you whimsically and infallibly demanding a reign which you never fought or shed blood for, is the reason why I want equity among my heirs. With this you do not seem to show attitude for this enormous responsibility, and you disappoint me. But still, I believe in you. You are the one who has more experience, and this is what you must value and take into consideration. "

"I cannot believe this or what you are telling me. The neighboring kingdoms have had it consecrated through the centuries that the firstborn is the one who has the direct right to inherit the throne. An opportunity like the one that, at the time, yourself You saw "

"Well, that's the way it is, this is not another one of those kingdoms. This is Gloen, an empire, a fortress. She has become so huge that I will not allow any daughter of mine to seize it; but rather the one who show greater courage, love and resilience. I became King because only I was left standing in the last of our battles. My brothers, my friends and my father died, and between tears and pain we raised this flag and became sovereign at last This is your chance, take it or leave it. "

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"But-"

"I will not speak any more. We have discussed this enough times. Take your horse and your sword, and go to your people. She exercises as the strong woman who e