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"Her Path" [GL]

Prologue "In this Kingdom, a daughter shall be born, Blessed and cursed, a Saintess not of royal blood. Beware, for she may bring victory or doom. The sky darkened by the eclipse with a shining star on above. A noble with great wisdom will bring justice or calamity" Those words of an angel lingers in the mind of the emperor as he looks into the night sky with a cup of tea in his right hand. The prophecy or the warning given by an angel is not new to them. Many witnessed that those words came from a messenger on high. "Your majesty, you think deeply of those words." A beautiful lady spoke as she walked toward the man who was quietly sitting on the balcony of the huge palace. "My queen, we both know that those words are warnings. We cannot make an enemy of the person who is favored by Heaven. The questions are, when will that child be born? What family will she be born in? Is it a noble or a commoner?" The king responded to his wife. You will feel the dignity and a mix of anxiousness in his words. "My king, I believe that whenever that time will come, we will make sure that our kingdom will welcome her with pride and compassion. She will be your subject and will lead the wars." Reassured the woman. The king closed his eyes and took a deep breath, praying sincerely in his heart that the decade old Kingdom will be blessed once the woman of prophecy borne instead of calamity and annihilation. -~- Azmaveth Assfrior Ryne vi Quillion was borne with powers. A child that is favoured by gods. A person, whose life is set in stone. What will happen if she tried going against it? What are the consequences in trying to make her own decisions? Is she just an instrument? Or what if it's all just a big misunderstanding? "Who am I?" Her question to herself.

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Chapter 4- Objectives of other nobles

Years passed and I'm 15 years old now. Just like my father promised, I will learn how to wield a sword starting at 10. Then when I was 12 years old, I went to battle with my father, and conquered some part of the territory of the east, expanded our territory in the east a bit and I prayed for the mini barrier in that small village so that demon beasts will not come back to that place, if ever there is already a protection.

And now we are in the middle of the battle…

"To all the injured make sure to get them over there. I will heal them later." I screamed while I'm facing this demonic ram beast. I coated my sword with some magic to pierce through the skin of the beast. Why do the big ones come to me? I pushed the beast using my sword and pierce where the heart is. I went over to the other side and used some flame magic and ice magic to the other side. "Hey new recruit! Get your ass out there and try not to be killed. Get your injured comrades. Move!" I shouted, he then jolted up and got the injured one.

"Azmaveth high level danger 10 o'clock! Knights! Position! You know the drill! Move move move!" I heard my father shout and we moved according to the one we practiced. The beast is about 10 feet high, has 4 arms and now it's charging towards us.

The shield knights chanted a magic shield while the knights on the left and right chanted a magic chain to stop the beast.

"Now!" My father shouted and we all attacked and the beast died. After catching our breath the knights cheered "Yes!!!" "Waaaahhh" "Wooooh". That was the last one according to the exploration team we dispatched a month before. "Get the injured and let's head back. Good job everyone!"

I took a deep breath and walked towards the camp. I need to rest to replenish my mana. There are many injured people that need to be healed. Unfortunately, there are still people who died. In the battle, you cannot guarantee that you will come back alive.

After staying for 2 weeks more in the camp, healing and preparing, we make sure that a tower is being built and a mini magic barrier is chanted to protect the people who will stay to protect the place.

We mounted our horses and carriages and started to go back to the capital.

My father said, "Let's go to the Earl Lennox estate first before going to the capital. He mentioned that his wife and children prepared something. I think it is to celebrate his son's victory." That's expected. His son and troops fought with us. I nod and look outside. I wanted to go back to the capital. I feel the handkerchief in my pocket and smile innerly. She doesn't know the meaning of giving a handkerchief with the name to a knight. And it tickles in my heart.

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"Welcome Duke Quillon and Lady Azmaveth to Lennox Estate, we are honored to have you here. The celebration will start at 4 in the afternoon. Let me introduce my family. This is my wife, Vena; my son, Aarush; and my daughter, Vespera." The Earl introduced his family. They bowed and we also introduced ourselves. Then they guide us where we can stay until the time of celebration.

While we were walking I felt someone was looking at me. I looked at my back with my peripheral vision and I saw that the Earl's daughter was looking at me. She was a bit surprised and bowed quickly. What's with her?

"Lady Azmaveth, congratulations on your battle and as they said, you are excellent in both magic and swordsmanship. My son had the opportunity to fight with you and he mentioned that your skills are amazing." Earl Lennox praised.

"Thank you Earl. I only learn from the best but I'm still learning. My father is the one who has the number 1 amazing skill when it comes to battle." I replied.

"You flutter me, my child. But let me tell you Earl Lennox, my daughter here just turned 15 last month in the battlefield. I am blessed with such an amazing daughter." My father boasted. Oh no, this conversation will be long.

"Excuse me father and earl, if I may, I would like to rest. Would it be okay to excuse myself for tea time?" I asked, if not, this boring conversation will continue until I don't know. My father nodded.

"Ah right. Yes, of course. Vespera, kindly guide Lady Azmaveth to a room." Earl Lennox said while her daughter followed what he said.

After she guided me to a room where I can rest, she said before leaving. "If you need anything, just tell the maid who will be outside of this room. I pray for your comfortable rest." Then she bowed.

"Thank you." I said and dismissed them. I went to the long sofa here and lay down and slept. I will not dress up for later. I'll just use one of my knight suits for better movement later.

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Third Person POV

"Have you seen the face of Lady Azmaveth? She is beautiful. And her countenance is something extraordinary. They said she's the saintess of this kingdom." A maid said, evident from her voice that she's excited and also curious.

"If she's the saintess, why not work for the church? Instead, she works with those men with their swords." Another maid commented.

"There are rumors that she will also be the curse of this kingdom." Another one said.

"Huh? Did you not hear the Duke's and earl's conversation? The duke said that after joining him in the battles, victories after victories, small or large. How come she will be the curse? Not to mention she started fighting when she was 12 years old and she's just 15 right now. To answer your question, I heard that she is also the one who is healing most of the knights, great with swords and setting up barriers in camps and villages after they finish. She's not yet celebrated her coming of age." The maid number 1 said with full of praises.

"But, is she really a woman? She looked handsome in his suit awhile ago, I only looked for a bit and she's dazzling." Maid number 4 said.

"And- my lady, what can we do for you?" Maid number 2 stopped what they are gossiping about when she saw the daughter of the earl.

"No, it's fine, continue to talk about what they said about Lady Azmaveth. I want to know more. Does she have a sibling like her?" Vespera joined the conversation.

"Yieee.. our lady, are you already looking for your future spouse?" The maid no. 2 squealed in excitement.

"Wh-What? No! I just find her amusing. So many achievements in that age." The lady shyly replied but a hint of red formed in her cheeks. It's true that the Duke's daughter is amazing. She knew it once she heard a story regarding her from her brother. "Maybe if she's a man I'll try to convince father." She then blushed and tried to hide her reddened face. The maids squealed as if they were seeing a happy couple but it is a girl sharing about her first crush.

On the other territories, the news regarding Azmaveth Quillion is not entirely new. Some of the noble heads are planning to know more about the 2 great families and if there are chances to be part of the Quillion family or the Zenobia family, even marriage, they will try. The Quillon family is second to the Direct family in terms of wealth but speaking of power, it is evident that the first child of Reia and Rue vi Quillon is the no. 1 magician of all the kingdoms. The "Saintess" they believed. Like in the prophecy. But that family is humble enough not to overthrow the current royal family as they are friends/brothers in arms.

"A year before your coming of Age, you need to go to more parties, especially in the capital. As your father, I am giving you both the freedom to choose who you will marry. I trust you both." One Earl said to his two daughters.

"You need to get to the side of the crown prince. You have the potential to be the crown princess." These are the sample sentences some of the noble family said to their daughter/s.

"If you become the spouse of the princess, our rank will level up. Make sure to grow with that goal" other parents said to their sons.

Some advice from the other families head/their wives:

"Be friends with the Quillon family."

"Make sure to help her in the battlefield and be in good terms with them"

"Let's give them invitations once you come of age."

That's just the typical things they've said or saying to their daughters or sons.

And one person said while alone in the room. "Lady Azmaveth Assfrior Ryne vi Quillion, I want to personally know you more. If the Gods permit, I want to be with you as long as I live." The person said while looking at the portrait of the 15 year old Azmaveth with dreamy eyes.