115 - A Looming Ambush

“What is this?” Ny'ka asked, racing up to her feet.

“The Stones of Prophecy. I already told you,” Ka'el replied, rising to his feet too. He groaned a little, his ribs hurting from the force that had tossed him aside.

The stones had suddenly fallen to the ground, scattered; they were still glowing though.

“I mean, what do they do?

“I don't know!” There was a bit of panic in his voice, then he started to mumble to himself as he fell on his knees and started trying to collect the stones. “The King believes his daughter is in the Rebellion, and there are rumors of the Heir; he thinks they are working together.” He stopped and stared up at Ny'ka who watched him with a frown on her face. “That is why the Moon and the Sun came up in the sky because she is really here? But you said it didn't happen here, that it was from another Realm. It is from another realm, right? It isn’t true, Is it?”

Ny'ka tried to grab one of the stones from Ka'el but it held it away from her.