The Fire Dragon
Harrahinah slowly opens her eyes. She's lying in the middle of the magic circle.
"Princess," her father, Lionel, comes closer and helps her to stand.
"Dad," all she could utter.
"Yes, I know you are shocked, and the past you saw is the beginning of the Great Land. But, unfortunately, only the next heir could read the book. Your brothers have not been allowed to learn about this story from over 3000 years ago, and it will only pass down to the next Great King," Lionel stated.
"However, even the book and the pendant falls to another hand, the history wouldn't show itself, and only at the rightful heir it will reveal." But, he added, "whatever it will, it won't open but only to the presence of the True King."
"I understand, dad," she answered. A secret history she must be hidden even from her own family, her siblings.
"Now, you must burn this book."
"What? Why?" she asks curiously.
"Since the history now imprinted inside your head, the book must destroy. But nothing to worry about; you can create the book again when the right time has come."
"Oh, I see... But dad, this book--"
"You can do it," her father reveals.
"What?! How? Really?"
"While you are reading at the Pavilion with your maids and fell asleep, your body suddenly on fire. You lost consciousness."
"Is that so? No wonder Albert was worried and rushed to come back."
"Now burn the book," Lionel give her the book.
She takes the book and listens carefully to what her dad says.
"Raise the book above your head, concentrate."
She followed every instruction her dad said. Finally, she could feel the magic circle glowing. Energy starts coming out from her body; now, the book floats above her.
"Feel the power of the Dragon Sword.
Harrah could see herself where the red dragon entwined around her body. The thread of fire began to surround her.
"That's it, princess, you are doing good. Now concentrate and aim it into the book."
Harrah carefully controls the surge of strength she can feel. Then, slowly, her power touched the book, and it began burning.
"Hah!" She slowly kneels on the ground. She felt weak.
"Princess, you did great. You can almost control your power just on the first try."
Harrah hugs her dad.
"It's okay. I'm so proud of you."
"You're the best dad," she heard him chuckled.
"Who is he, dad?" She saw a man in one of the paintings hangs on the walls.
"Ah, my best friend and my best buddy... side by side, we fought every battle, those memories."
Harrah saw how her dad's face lightened. He must miss his home back in his world.
"But, nothing compares to what I have now."
Her dad kissed her forehead, she smiled.
"His name is Leonard Ming."
***
Hemora Kingdom Library: AZURY PLANET
Braille was seated on top of the table while reading a book in the Royal Library. His feet are swaying, and he is very amused by what he's reading.
He heard steps coming to that corner, but no one would notice him if ever someone walked around on that part of the library. Huge bookshelves have hidden him.
He listens carefully to the steps passing him; it was his father. He is alone, he thinks. Braille silently stepped down from the table and quietly followed his father, ensuring he wouldn't be noticed.
"Oh, great King Brice," like whisper voice echoing inside the library.
Braille is startled, and creeps crawl all over his skin.
"We are now impatient. This is the right time to evade the Great Kingdom!" the creepy voice continued.
"The time will come," his father answered.
Braille peeked between the bookshelves to check out the person his dad was talking with... but he saw no one.
"--our knights were almost ready. They may be young, but they all show strength and bravery. Moreover, they are loyal and obedient." his father continues.
"I don't care of your knights!" Hiss by the mysterious voice. "The only matter to me is the throne has been empty for 18 years! So I could help you to defeat the Royal Great Knights while the guardians were sleeping!"
"As I've mentioned, the sword is showing life again. According to my loyal messenger, the 5 Walls Temple were the guardians lying has lighted. None other than, but only me, who's closest descendants of the first great king! The throne is mine! I could feel it! It's calling me!"
Braille was shocked by what he hears, all those words from his father's mouth. He can't believe his father is wishes for the power of the Great King, and he never imagines his father has this kind of desire.
"And so, wait!
His father added, then laughed. His voice is echoing in the library.
He can't accept his father allied with the Dark Lord. His father is supposed to protect the Great Land, but why is he allowing the dark force to roam the land!?
Braille left the room and ran fast out of the library. No! He can't accept that his father is betraying the Alliance of the 5 Kingdoms!
He runs without looking... he stumbles into something, and he throws it on the floor. He looks up and realizes he is in Sword Hall, the room where lies the Blue Dragon Sword.
He saw the blue dragon sword lying on the floor. Braille gets up and picks up the sword, and it is glowing blue. Tears are running down his cheeks.
"I hate him! I hate him!" Braille holds the sword tightly. "Uncle Lionel, where are you!? Come back! Please, guardians! Wake up!" Braille is yelling inside his head with a silent prayer.
"What are you doing with my sword!?" King Brice suddenly, standing behind him, his father snatched the sword from him forcefully.
He looks up, and fear succumbs him. The way his father looks at him is like someone looking at a criminal. He is not his father anymore, and the gentle and kind father he knows no longer exists!
"I'm very sorry, my King!" Braille bows, clenches his fist.
"You should know your place," His father sneers at him. "You have no right to touch what's not belong to you!" he shouted.
"Who are you!? You are not my father!" Braille wanted to yell at the man in front of him. But, instead, he bites his lips and keeps the words inside his head.