The Light Wand and the Ice Blade Chapter 7
Hurry!
By Silveran
"Land ho!" shouted a sailor as Milama Village came into view.
Jane was pacing in her cabin when she heard the shout. She quickly ran out
of the cabin and onto the deck. "Where?" she demanded as she looked at the
sailor up in the crow's nest.
"There," the sailor answered as he pointed straight ahead. Jane squinted
to see the strip of land. It grew larger and larger as the ship progressed
with its journey. She saw the makings of a town as they pressed on toward
land.
"Didn't I tell you we'll make it to Milama Village by sundown?" a gruff voice
asked.
Jane scowled. "Yeah, sundown on the third day!" she yelled as she
turned to the speaker. "You never told me that it will take three days to
reach Milama Village! Be precise next time!"
Bartholomew stood tall as the sea wind swept his face and whipped his sleek
black hair around. His hands were big and wide, his shoulders and chest were
broad, and his neck was thick; all characteristics of a man of the sea. His
face was stern but in his eyes was a kindness that glowed. He laughed, his
booming laugh. "Well, maybe I was being too vague, but you haven't told me
why we're travelling to Adlehyde and at such a quick pace."
Jane's face grew grim. "Let's go in your cabin," she said. "It's not for
unknowing ears."
"Must be serious," Bartholomew whispered as they headed toward his cabin
at the back of the ship.
They entered the small room. There was a desk in the corner of the room and
a table with a map in the middle. There was a couch to one side, where Jane
headed. She took a seat while Bartholomew poured two glasses of rum. He handed
one to Jane while he gulped his down. He placed his glass down with a sigh
of satisfaction. "Well," he began, "why are we traveling in such short
notice?"
Jane looked at her glass, seemingly not interested in the drink. She placed
the glass down on the map table. "Do you remember the war twenty years ago?"
she asked. When Bart nodded, she continued. "Remember when t! he Photosphere
crashed into the sea?" Again Bart nodded. "Well, someone is looking for
it."
"Wait a minute," Bart interrupted. "Someone is looking for the
Photosphere? Why would anyone do that?"
Jane shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know but McDullen heard that the Dream
Chaser was looking for treasure."
"Treasure?!" Bart exclaimed. "But there was no treasure in the
Photosphere."
"My thoughts exactly," Jane agreed. "So I think that the 'Dream Chaser' isn't
looking for treasure but to revive the Photosphere. That's why I want to
tell the trio about this. The sooner we get there, the better."
"I'll make sure that's a possibility," Bart said. "We'll stop over in Milama
for a night and set sail in the morning. I'll make sure we'll deliver the
message as soon as possible now that I know the purpose of our
journey."
He looked down at the map. "Right now, we're here," he pointed at Milama.
"We'll rest for one night and sail in the morning. Hopefully, we can make
it to Rosetta Town in three days." He traced the path with his finger on
the map. "It normally takes six days to reach it but I'll try to make it
in half the time. Again, we rest for one night.
"If the wind is good, we could make it to Ship Graveyard in three days. If
not, it could take as long as six days. After Ship Graveyard, it'll take
two more days to reach Adlehyde if the wind is good. It all depends on the
wind."
Jane nodded. "Sounds good to me except for that wind part. I just wish we
had the Gullwing with us."
"The G-G-Gullwing?!" stammered the captain of the Sweet Candy remembering
the time he test piloted the flying machine. "No way I'm going back to the
skies. The sea is my home and I intend it to be that way. Nothing like the
salty air blowing in your face. Besides I hate heights!!!" He took a deep
breath and let it out slowly. "Enough about that. Let's go on deck. We're
about to dock."
Jane stood up, smirking at Bartholomew's reaction to the Gullwing, and wa!
lked to the door. Bartholomew held the door open for her, scowling at her
smirk, and they both went on deck.
Milama was closer now. They could see the buildings distinctly. Milama was
an oasis town, always filled with water. Jane felt the ship shudder as it
dropped anchor. The gangplank was dropped ashore and the sailors quickly
rushed into town, eager to hit the pub and party.
"Enjoy this night boys because tomorrow we sail early," Bartholomew instructed
as they rushed into town.
"I guess we should enjoy ourselves too, McDullen," Jane said as she walked
ashore, "while we're still on dry land."
"Very well, my lady," McDullen answered as usual. He followed Jane as they
proceeded into town. Bartholomew followed from behind.
***
"Our path is clear then," Rudy stated. "We must head to the Guardian Shrine
and ask for the Guardian Blade."
"But," Cecil objected, "didn't the Guardian Blade bury itself in the sand
near Rosetta Town?"
They were in Anje's room in the abbey, trying to figure out where to head
next. They left the castle at noon and reached the abbey an hour later. Rudy
was glad that he decided to go to the abbey to study this prophecy. They
were learning more things about it that they hadn't learned before. Anje
had finished reading a passage from the book. It read:
The Ice Blade shall wield the Guardians' powers. It shall glow as blue
as
the winter ice to serve as a beacon. Take heed when seeking this power
for it is well guarded in a sea of sand. If the Ice Blade's heart is as pure
as
snow, the power will show itself unto him. Do not fear the power.
Filgaia depends on it.
Jill reread the passage as Rudy and Cecil continued their argument. Cecil
was right about the Guardian Blade being buried in the sand for the past
thousand years but the passage does not specifically say that it was the
Guardian Blade. "How do you know it's the Guardian Blade?" she asked mainly
to herself. She never knew that she voiced it out so loud that the others
heard.
Rudy and Cecil stopped their arguing and looked at her. Jill noticed the
stillness in the room and looked up from the book. Both of them were staring
at her while Anje was busy heating up the fireplace. "What do you mean, Jill?"
Cecil queried. "Does it not say in the passage?"
"It does not say specifically," Jill replied. "It only says that the Ice
Blade shall wield the Guardians' powers. It's true that the Guardian Blade
channels the Guardians' powers but my Tear Drop also has some of the Guardians'
pwers. So there may be something else that could channel the Guardians'
powers."
"I doubt that child," Anje walked over to them and read the passage quietly.
She looked up and explained. "There's no artifact in all the! history of
Filgaia that possesses the powers of the Guardians except for the Tear Drop
and the Guardian Blade. The Tear Drop is to give life to the Guardians. I
don't know why the Guardian Blade was forged except that it was to be used
in the war. I believe it has the power to control the Guardians
somehow."
"See didn't I tell you?" Cecil smiled triumphantly. His smile grew wider
when he saw that Jill was ready to explode. She hated when she was proven
wrong in a matter which made her very angry indeed. It seemed that smoke
was coming out of her ears.
"So I was proven wrong," she growled through clenched teeth. Her hands tightened
into fists in her lap. "You don't have to get so smug."
"Enough you two," Rudy interjected. "It's getting late and we don't want
to delay in our journey. We'll go to the Guardian Shrine tomorrow morning
and aske what the Guardians make of this. We have to work together if we
want to save this world."
Jill's features softened and it looked to Rudy as if she aged. Cecil's smile
diminished into a grim line. Bearing the role as saviors weren't easy for
them. All of their childhood days were over. It's as if they had grown up
too quickly. In a way, Rudy felt sorry for them. He knew that things would
get more rough but they must press onward. And they would accomplish
it.
A sudden thought flickered across his mind. "Anje," he said to the magician,
"there was one thing that always bothered me."
"Oh?" she answered intrigued.
"Yes," Rudy continued. "When you came to the castle a few weeks after the
twins were born to tell us about their destiny, it bothered me of how you
knew Jack being from the Ice. How did you know?"
Anje chuckled a little. "I know many things, dear knight. I also know about
you and your origins as well."
Rudy was at a lost for words.
"Don't worry," Anje reassured the knight, "your secret is safe with me."
She leaned back on her chair. "About me knowing about the king's origins.
. . You can say that ! the medallion he wore during the wedding gave it
away."
"You mean this medallion?" Cecil asked as he flashed his father's medallion
at Anje.
"Yes," Anje nodded, "that medallion."
Cecil was suddenly intrigued. "Do you know what it means? Father doesn't
know what it means nor his father before him nor his father's father. He
said that the meaning was lost in the course of time."
"Maybe I do know," Anje said seemingly uninterested in the subject. "Maybe
I don't. But I do know this. The meaning will become very clear on your quest.
It's only the matter of when."
Cecil groaned. "I've had it with riddles. Especially this prophecy." He stood
up and stretched. "Well, I've had enough for today. I'm going outside in
the courtyard to have some fresh air." He waved to the group before going
downstairs.
"I guess I should be going too," Jill added as she stood up. "Wow! It's only
been a week since I left this place but it feels like years. I guess I'll
take a look around. Maybe I'll have a chat with Sister Mary." She smiled
as she walked away from her friends as she too made her way
downstairs.
"I guess this is too much for them," Rudy muttered. He looked at Anje. "May
I ask a favor?"
"What is it?" the magician asked.
"I want you to make us a copy of this prophecy," he requested. "It seems
this is our only guide in defeating the demons. I hope it's not a burden
to you."
The magician laughed. "No. No, it's no trouble at all. In fact, I already
made a copy. I had a feeling that you would ask for one." She stood up and
went to her bookshelf that was above the hearth. She pulled out a small book
and handed it to Rudy. "Here it is. I've added some notes of mine that would
help clear things up if you are unsure of a passage. They may help you on
your quest."
"Thank you," Rudy said gratefully as he took the book. It was small in comparison
to the huge book that the original prophecy was written in. The blue cover
was fresh with gold lettering in the m! iddle depicting the title of the
book. Rudy ran his hands over the gold letters as he read it, "The Light
Wand and the Ice Blade."
"Nice title don't you think?" Anje asked his opinion. "I made that myself
seeing that it tells about the weapons." Rudy nodded absently as he flipped
through the pages of the book, skimming through the passages. When he was
finished, he shut the book and nodded in satisfaction. "This will do," Rudy
said. "Thanks Anje. I know how much trouble you went through to copy the
prophecy word for word and to add your own notes."
"That's quite all right," Anje waved a dismissive hand. "But before you go,
do you have any idea who the 'rebel' is?"
***
Jane knew that they were making good time as she saw the sails fill with
wind. They were skimming across the ocean and she knew that the Guardians
had some role in the wind. She looked over the railing at the crystal clear
water. Fish were abundant in the Outer Ocean more so than the Inner Sea.
She watched the water pass by quickly until she was too tired to watch any
more.
She looked up at the sky and saw birds diving into the water only to rise
up again with a fish or two in their beaks. She admired the way they circle
the sky as if they had nothing better to do. She envied their freedom and
wished she had freedom such as theirs.
"What are you looking at?" Bartholomew walked over to her and looked up at
the sky, shielding his eyes from the sun's glare.
"At the birds," Jane answered. "See how they fly? Such grace and beauty.
They fly with nothing to worry about. As for us, we face life's challenges.
I wish I had such freedom."
Bartholomew chuckled and looked down at her. "Seagulls aren't as free as
you think. They must fish, build a nest, protect their family. It's the same
for all who lives. It's all a part of life."
"But they don't have to worry about the demons or other dangers that threatens
our existence." Jane gazed at the ocean. The vastness of it was
breath-taking.
Bartholomew nodded in agreement. "Life is a precious thing yet some people
take it for granted. It may do us well if we make the most of it. Live life
to the fullest." He looked at the bow. He could see only the ocean but he
knew that they were almost at Rosetta. The sun had reached its zenith and
was descending to mid-afternoon. Soon the day would be over and hopefully
only five days of sailing to reach Adlehyde.
***
"What do you think the Guardians will tell us about this rebel and this 'power'?"
Rudy asked curiously as he flew the Gullwing towards the Guardian
Shrine.
It was early in the morning when they left Curan Abbey to continue on with
their quest. Anje had instructed them to go to the Guardian Shrine next to
find out about the rebel. Rudy was curious of who the rebel is that would
help them defeat the demons. Was he a strong man or a weak one? Wise or ignorant?
Rudy was curious to find out and so he sped the Gullwing across the skies
to the answers.
The sun was halfway to its zenith when they reached the shrine. No one had
bothered answering Rudy's question for they too don't know the answer to
it. They stared at the building that may contain them.
Rudy took something out from his pocket that glinted in the sun's rays. Curious,
Jill asked, "What's that?"
Rudy turned to her and held up the object. It was round and had a cross imprinted
in the middle of it. Jill could see that it was gold in color. "It's the
Holy Medal. It's necessary for us to use it to get inside the shrine. Cecil,
get your lighter ready."
Cecil nodded and took his lighter out. "All right, let's go in," Rudy instructed.
He walked boldly into the building while the others hesitated. Rudy turned
back. "Don't worry," he reassured them. "It might look scary but in actuality
it's just a holy place. We must not waste our time gawking at the
building."
Cecil and Jill nodded in unison. Rudy lightly nodded his head and smiled
in return. "Shall we get going?" He walked past the entrance into the shrine
followed by the twins.
They stood at the entrance hall. The shrine was dark and stuffy as if it
hasn't been inhabited for years, which is the truth. It used to be a place
full of Guardian worship. There used to be priests, who were keepers of the
shrine, but no priest has been around for nearly twenty years. There was
a door in the middle of the room with a round indentation in the middle of
it that seem! ed to be where the Holy Medal was placed. Two staircases rose
on both sides of the door.
"We have to go up one level," Rudy said. He began to walk toward one of the
staircases.
"But the door is right here," Cecil objected as he trotted besides Rudy.
"It has a round indentation on it that looks to fit the Holy
Medal."
Rudy stopped and said without looking at Cecil, "Who has been here before?
I have. If you want to get into the shrine, just do as I say and we'll quickly
find the Guardians." He walked past Cecil and climbed up the stairs. Rudy's
words were harsh as if he reprimanded a child. Cecil glanced back at Jill
who shrugged and walked up to him.
"You shouldn't look so downcast," she said. "Rudy is just trying to help.
And besides he does have a point when he said he was here before so let's
just listen to his instructions all right?" Cecil nodded slowly and climbed
up the stairs followed by Jill.
They stood in another room. In the middle were twelve unlit torches in clock-like
formation. Rudy stood in the middle patiently waiting for them. "I guess
this is where I come in," Cecil said as he lit his lighter. He walked towards
Rudy, who instructed him to light the torches at two o'clock, ten, six,
and twelve; in that order. He obeyed without question and jumped back when
all the torches lit of their own accord following the lighting of the twelve.
Then they heard a rumble downstairs.
They followed Rudy downstairs. He took out the Holy Medal and placed it into
the indentation. The door shuddered open, granting them entrance. Dust spurted
forth making the trio cough. "No one has been around here recently," Jill
coughed sarcastically.
"You think I didn't know that?" Cecil retorted. He coughed and waved his
hand around, fanning the dust away.
"Stop complaining," Rudy spoke. "We still have a long way to go." Acting
as guide once again, he entered into the deeper part of the shrine. The twins
followed him through the twisted corridors finally ending ! up in a room
with seven torches. There were three torches to each side and a torch directly
in the middle of the room. The door was ahead of them but something blocked
their way into reaching it. Cecil sighed and took out his lighter. "Which
one?" he asked wearily.
"We need to light the torches in a specific order for the way to be opened,"
Rudy explained. "As we light the torches, a path will open and we must follow
it to the end. I think we light the northeast torch first."
Cecil walked over to the torch followed by the others and lit it. Again,
the twins jumped back as they saw a path form before them. "Relax," Rudy
dragged out the word. "You guys are too edgy. Nothing could harm us in here.
Shall we continue?" He told Cecil the sequence of lighting the
torches.
It took them about five minutes for the task to be done. After lighting the
central torch, the path was clear to the door. They walked along the path,
past the doorway, into a small room with a mirror. Rudy stood in front of
it and looked at his reflection. Do we have to go through that again?,
he questioned himself referring to the tests that the original trio had endured.
He placed a hand upon the cool glass. "Gurdijeff!" he shouted the Earth
Guardian's name. "We have come for guidance! Show us the way!"
He felt the glass shudder beneath his palm. He snatched his hand back and
watched the glass shudder and shift, his reflection wavering as if it was
water. Thank you, Gurdijeff, he thought gratefully. "The Guardians
has shown us the way," he said to the twins. Before any of them could reply,
Rudy jumped into the mirror and was gone.
"What the---?" Cecil was shocked.
"Don't just stand there and gawk," Jill chided. She moved behind her brother.
"Let's go!" She pushed him into the mirror, making him stumble towards it
while she followed from behind. After a few moments, the mirror shifted once
again to its solid form.
***
The ship sailed out of Rosetta Town after one night of rest. Its sails were
filled with the wind and the ship floated over the water ever so swiftly.
It was only after a few hours out to sea when they saw it.
"Captain!" the sailor in the crow's nest yelled below. "There's something
in the water!"
"Where?" Bartholomew demanded. He took out his spyglass as the sailor answered,
"There!" He pointed straight ahead.
Bartholomew took a look with his spyglass. Jane stood next to him, curious
herself. "Wha---?" Bartholomew staggered back.
"What is it?" Jane queried as she looked at him. "Looks like you've seen
a ghost," she added when she saw his pale face.
"Look for yourself." Bartholomew handed her his spyglass, his hands
shaking.
Jane swiped the thing from his hands and took a look for herself. She adjusted
the lens until she could see the thing clearly. It was a curious thing. It
was shaped like a cat with white fur and a long tail but also had some distinct
features of a man. It had hands and feet like a man's but they ended in claws,
not fingers. Its snout was shaped like a cat's with three whiskers on each
side of its face. It bared its teeth and Jane saw that they were as sharp
as knives. It moved with incredible speed across the water---atop the water!---to
its destination. Jane looked at the direction the creature was running and
predicted its path. There was an island close by and she took a closer look
at it. She dropped the telescope as she realized the place and what the purpose
for that thing to go there.
"Madam, are you all right?" McDullen asked in concern. Like Bartholomew,
her face was pale and she was shaking. Here eyes were as wide as saucers
and her mouth moved to speak but no sound came.
When she finally spoke, it was in a whisper. "Forget the Photosphere. Ka
Dingel may rise again and that would be a greater threat. We must hurry."
She tried to speak in a firmer tone. "We cannot afford to stop over at Ship
Graveyard. We must make it t! o Adlehyde at all costs!"
Bartholomew stood erect and nodded. "I think it's time to see if Professor
Emma's invention works."
"What invention?" Jane questioned.
"You're gonna love it," Bartholomew answered. He turned to his crew. "Four
of you, bring out the motor!"
The sailors stopped what they were doing, looking at their captain with haunted
faces. "Are you sure, Cap'n?" one hesitated to ask.
Bartholomew glared at his crew. "What do you take me for? An idiot?" he barked.
"Of course, I'm sure! Now hoist up the motor and place it at the
stern."
The sailors grumbled to each other deciding to do it or not. "You heard your
captain," Jane supplied. "Go get whatever and place it wherever or else."
She took out her ARM and fired a shot into the air.
The loud bang echoed into the air and around them. That bang was a warning
for them and they quickly moved about sometimes banging into each other.
Four of them hoisted the motor from below deck. It was huge in size with
two metal projections consisting of three blades each mounted on hubs in
the back. "It looks like the EMMA motor," Jane said as she went over and
studied it.
Bartholomew followed her and gazed at the device himself. "It is the EMMA
motor but it's custom made for a ship, not for a flying machine. According
to Professor Emma, it's suppose to make a ship sail faster with the help
of these things." He pointed at the projections. "I think they're called
propellers or something."
"How do you plan on installing it onto the ship?" questioned the famous bounty
hunter.
Bartholomew grinned as he turned to his crew. "Look alive boys!" he shouted.
"I want this thing fixed onto the back side of the Sweet Candy, near the
water where it can work. Do whatever is necessary to place it. Your lives
depend on this machine."
"Yes, Cap'n!" some of the sailors answered as they started to make preparations
for installation. A system of pulleys was set among the rigging of the ship
and they started t! o haul the motor to the stern of the ship. They then
carefully lowered the engine along with several sailors who were tied up
in the ropes. "Steady, steady," a sailor said as he supervised the work.
He kept on motioning to those who were holding on the ropes to continue lowering
the ropes. "Okay! Stop!" the sailor ordered and the men held tight to the
ropes.
The sailors that were fixing the engine to the ship began to work. Jane and
Bartholomew could hear the clanking of hammers and shouts of rage as they
labored as fast as they could. "She's ready!" one of them shouted back as
they finished their work. "Just throw the switch next to the helm of the
ship." The sailors at the ropes then began to raise the rest of the crew
onboard before commencing the operation of the motor.
Bartholomew nodded his head when he saw all of his crew safe amid decks.
"All right! Furl the sails!" he ordered. The sails were rolled up and the
ship stopped moving. "Brace yourselves! We're in for a quick ride. Start
the engine!"
The helmsman nodded as he pushed a red button at the side of the wheel. The
propellers slowly started to turn. The ship began to accelerate and soon
they were moving quickly across the water that the helmsman was having a
difficult time steering the ship.
They were near the strait that led into the Inner Sea. "At this rate, we
could reach Adlehyde in three days," Jane cried over the wind.
"What?" Bart yelled. "I can't hear you!" He struggled to move closer as the
wind pushed against his bulky figure.
"I said that we could reach Adlehyde in three days!" She had to drag out
each word since the wind had a tendency to carry her voice.
"Of course!" He laughed his booming laugh. "Nothing can slow us
down!"
The ship sailed onward as the day neared its end.
***
"Stop the engine and hoist the sails!" Bartholomew instructed. "We're near
land now. The great city of Adlehyde awaits us."
"Wow! We got here faster than expected," Jane said.
"Nonstop, of course," Bartholomew added as they both gazed at the splendid
sight. "I had to keep switching helmsmen. Poor Ben couldn't keep up with
the power of the engine."
Jane nodded as she continued to stare at the city. No matter how many times
she visited the city, which was rarely, she always gaped at it in awe. It
was nightfall and the moon was bright. Moonlight reflected off the surface
of the ocean giving it a silvery color. She gazed at the city which stood
atop a cliff overlooking the ocean. Waves crashed against the rocky face
sending silvery spume upward. The blue spires of the castle glowed radiantly
under the moon's splendor. She felt the ship turn. She looked away from the
sight and gazed at the beach that was approaching.
As the ship shuddered into a stop and the gangplank lowered, Jane ran across
deck and unto the gangplank as quickly as she could. "C'mon! Let's go!" she
badgered the others. "We can't waste any more time!"
"But it's nightfall," Bartholomew protested. "The town must be asleep. Can't
you at least show any courtesy and let them be? We can go tomorrow
morning."
Jane shook her head indignantly and said, "No. I'm going with or without
you. McDullen?"
The wiry man came forward. Bartholomew slapped his face and groaned. "Don't
tell me you're going with her?"
"I always obey milady unlike some ruffian," McDullen bluntly said. "Shall
we get going?" He turned to Jane.
"The sooner, the better." Jane stepped out onto the beach. The waves gently
lapped at her feet. She began walking towards the castle with McDullen at
her heels, leaving two pairs of footprints in the sand.
***
Jack stirred in his sleep as he heard some commotion out in the halls. He
figured that it was some of the guards arguing about who's the better fighter
and why. He closed his eyes oblivious to the chaos occurring
outside.
The commotion intensified even more when Jack tried to go back to sleep.
He then heard voices. "I'm sorry but you can't see the king right now," one
of the guards said. "You have to come back in the morning."
"To the Abyss I won't!" a feminine voice retorted.
Jack groaned. Who could that be?, he thought. She can wait.
He shut his eyes for a moment when suddenly a big bang was heard. His eyes
snapped open at the sound of the explosion.
"What is going on out there?" Cecilia yawned.
Jack turned towards her and said, "I'll find out. Just go back to sleep,
all right?" He gently kissed her on the cheek and slowly rose out of bed.
He put on his robe and slippers and reached for his staff at the side of
the bed. He then groggily limped towards the door. He yawned and stretched
before attempting to open the door.
He opened the door and shut it silently behind him. He limped towards the
corridor, near the stairwell, wherer the voices seem to be coming from and
was met with a curious sight. Two guards were fending off a young lady of
about Rudy's age with curly blonde hair and an ARM in her hand. She was
accompanied by a wiry man, who seem to just hover around the
scene.
"Guards!" he called out.
The guards looked back and when they saw Jack, they quickly straightened
up in attention. "Your majesty!" they replied in practiced
unison.
"Well, it's about time," the young lady muttered.
"You should show to speak with respect to your king," one of the guards
scolded.
"My king? I don't even live here," replied the young lady. "But I'm here
on official business." She started towards Jack but the guards crossed their
spears in front of her, not allowing passage.
Jane placed her fists on her hips. "Do we have! to go through this again?"
she scowled.
"Guards, guards, it's all right." Jack came to her rescue as he recognized
the bounty hunter. "You may leave us."
The guards lowered their spears and went back to their posts, casting wary
glances at Jane. "Nice fellows," Jane smirked.
Jack chuckled. "They are, if you get to know them." He then yawned and remembered
why he had awaken. "If you are looking for Rudy, he's not here." Jack went
straight to the point.
Jane blushed at the mention of Rudy's name. She then shook her head and replied,
"He's not? That's odd. He was always with you guys. Where did he go? When
will he return?"
Jack yawned and stretched. "It's a long story that has to wait until morning.
But by the way you interrupted my sleep, I figure that it can't wait until
morning."
Jane nodded her head. "We have to talk and we have to talk NOW!!! With or
without Rudy. Let's go to your room. It's the closest one." Without waiting
for a reply, she started marching towards the king's room followed by a silent
McDullen. She stopped when she noticed that Jack wasn't following her and
turned. "Well?" she asked a little edgily.
Jack was shocked at her tone of voice. "All right," Jack said a moment after.
He began limping towards his own room. Only then did Jane notice his condition.
Her voice softened as she apologized, "Oh, I see. I'm sorry to have rushed
you but it is urgent business."
"I can see that," the king answered as he reached the door. "Please enter."
He motioned to the door. "But do be quiet about it. I don't want to wake
Cecilia. She needs her rest."
"Really?" Jane wondered as McDullen held the door open for her. She quietly
stepped through the portal followed by the king. McDullen was the last to
enter the room as he silently shut the door behind him. Jane stopped when
the light that was shining from the doorway was shut out by the closing of
the door. "I can't see!" she whispered loudly.
"Lower your voice!" the king chided. "Stay ! put. I'll light a torch." He
limped carefully to one of the four torches. He felt around the torch for
a flint. When he found none, he went to the next torch and felt around it
also. He found the flint and began the task of lighting the
torch.
Soon a small fire was burning throwing eerie shadows around the room. "Come,"
he beckoned both Jane and McDullen to the table where he was seated. Jane
and McDullen followed the king's example and sat down as well.
"Do you want anything to drink?" the king asked as he saw them
settled.
Jane shook her blonde head. "No thank you. I know you're tired but I must
tell you this." Jack motioned for Jane to continue wanting to go back to
bed as soon as possible. It was hard for him to not think about it since
he was just a few steps away from it. "Well," he yawned before continuing,
"let's hear it."
"All right," Jane nodded. "I'll begin with the encounter McDullen had with
a Dream Chaser. Want to tell him McDullen?"
"Why not?" the wiry man replied. He then turned to Jack. "A Dream Chaser
came to Court Seim about a week ago asking for information on the
Photosphere."
"The Photosphere?!" Jack exclaimed softly. "It's been twenty years since
that thing crashed in the Inner Sea. No one may enter that lair of death
anyhow unless they could somehow breathe underwater."
"My thoughts exactly," McDullen agreed. "That's why I told Jane about this
Dream Chaser. This information was to be relayed to you as soon as possible.
Luckily, Bartholomew stopped by and we booked passage. I guess milady will
continue from there."
"We stopped over at Milama Village after three days of sailing from Court
Seim," Jane picked up from where McDullen left off. "We rested there for
one night before sailing on to Rosetta Town. We sailed for three more days
before resting in the town. It was only after a few hours after leaving Rosetta
that we saw it. A creature that looked more like a cat than a monster. It
had white fur and sharp teeth. But it also ha! d some distinct features of
a man. It had hands and feet like a man but they ended in claws, not fingers.
Jack, this creature was heading towards the lone island south of Rosetta.
You know what that island contains."
"The ruins of Ka Dingel," Jack muttered under his breath. "The way you have
described the creature tells me that you have encountered a
demon."
"Demons?!" both Jane and McDullen exclaimed a little too loudly.
Jack cringed at their outburst and quickly glanced at Cecilia. She stirred
in her sleep but showed no signs of awakening which caused him to sigh in
relief. "Keep it down!" he reprimanded them harshly. He sighed as he continued
his explanation. "Yes, demons." He then told them about the balls of white
light that came from the sky twenty years ago and the encounter with those
lights. He continued to tell them about the prophecy that Anje showed and
about the fateful homecoming. He then finished his story with the recovery
of Cecilia and the twins' departure. "Now tell me," the king requested after
finishing his tale, "how did this Dream Chaser look like."
Jane turned to McDullen as he tried to recall. "Well, one thing is certain.
I couldn't see his face. All I know is that he was wearing white pants and
a white long-sleeved shirt, a hood, mask, and cape. A huge axe was slung
across his back."
"Then I know it is them," Jack said firmly. "So they have begun their quest
as well. I just hope Rudy and the twins are well on their way."
"Are you sure your children will be able to defeat them?" Jane queried
uncertainly.
"It is certain," the king nodded. "Look there." He pointed to Cecilia. "Without
Jill, Cecilia would have died. And besides, their attacks were effective
against them. We could not do anything but try in vain." He sighed as he
leaned back in his chair. "I am too old to fight. I have a kingdom to rule
and a wife to care for. My hands are full."
"So you're leaving the fate of the planet in the hands of your children,"
Jane said. ! "Looks like my journey to Adlehyde was in vain. I thought you
guys would do something about them. I guess there is no stopping them from
reviving both the Photosphere and Ka Dingel."
Jack nodded solemnly. "As we had failed in stopping the revival of Mother
they will too fail in stopping the revival of the Photosphere and Ka Dingel.
But in the end, they shall fall as Mother had fallen. I thank you for bringing
me this news. You may stay at the guest rooms in the castle as long as you
wish. You must be tired from the long journey."
They nodded and stood to leave when someone rapped on the door. "Sire! Sire!
You have to come and see this!" a guard shouted urgently through the
door.
"Now what?" Jack muttered as he stood up slowly. "If you would excuse me,"
he said to Jane and McDullen before heading to the door. He opened it and
whispered to the guard for a few moments.
Jane couldn't hear what they were saying but later heard the slamming of
the door and the echo of hurried footsteps in the hall. Curious, Jane followed
the king out as well as McDullen. As they both stepped out of the room, they
saw both Jack and the guard hurrying to the balcony and followed them
there.
Jane and McDullen stopped at the doorway. The guard was by Jack pointing
at a flying shadow above the Inner Sea, then at a faint light reaching into
the heavens to the south. His eyes were wide and his face was pale as he
shakily continued to point at them.
There was no doubt in Jane's, McDullen's, and Jack's minds. The Photosphere
has risen and the magic of Ka Dingel has revived. "They have succeeded,"
Jack whispered as he continued to stare at the scene.
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