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Chapter 5: The start of Cyron's plan
A loud bang echoed throughout the hall as the large stone doors were opened and shut. A young thin man scurried up to the throne at the top. He was dressed accordingly and seemed out of breath as he reached his destination.
"My King, I have news for you about Carne. He has killed the boy, and located the girl in a large human city. She is still his…"
The man seated in the throne glared down at the imbecile talking.
"And the other?"
"I…um…Fapose said…"
The messenger bowed in shame.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OTHER?"
"She escaped from Fapose, my gracious King. He…told…me…that…" The messenger stuttered to his king.
"Spit it out!"
"Hetoldmethatadragoncameandgotthegirlandsincehewastrappedinahumanbodyhecoulddonothing. (He told me that a dragon came and got the girl and since he was trapped in a human body he could do nothing.) The poor messenger was scared to death about how his King would react after he had heard the horrible news.
"He failed at killing the girl. Where is he now?"
"I do not know at the moment, Sire."
The King's face scrunched up in an irritated manner that did not fit the rest of his composed body.
"Well GO find out!"
This sent the young messenger dashing back down the corridor to the big stone doors where he came face to face with an even unluckier soul. He was very old, worn, and was literally a bone himself with the lack of nutrition he received. His clothes were rags that barely stayed on his pale body. It took him much longer to walk the length of the corridor than it did the gentleman who had just passed him. He finally reached the end and looked up at his captor. There was silence for a moment while he waited to see if the "King" would say anything. When he did not the ragged man decided to speak.
"I have found out more about the diamond,…sire." The last word was almost said with disgust.
"Have you undone the spell?"
"No, but I have found away to do it." He waited once again to see his captor's reaction.
"Go on," was the simple reply with no emotion showing, but the old man knew that he was apprehensive to hear the answer.
"If and when," he said correcting himself, "the heir is found, you can use it to undue the spell that has held the power of this kingdom for more than 100,000 years. The heir must be alive." The king looked deep in thought and then said,
"You may leave now."
The old man had not expected thanks or even freedom for what he had done. He knew that he was lucky for not being whipped, but he felt no better after the large stone doors were shut. He was still Cyron's slave.
Cyron now had a lot to think about. His plans had to be readjusted. First he had to find who exactly this dragon was that had helped the girl escape from his clutches. Then he would send Fapose, to redeem himself, to find the dragon and the girl. There was the other candidate who Carne had just found. He would tell Rizo to send a message that he wanted the girls and the dragon taken here alive.
The wind blew golden hair in a spiral around a solemn face. A tear fell onto her hand as she set a few daisies on the grave. It was all she could afford. The orphanage was not well paid and it was winter. She had saved up three months of pay to buy these for him. Another tear fell.
"I hope you like these." Her voice trembled as she whispered this.
She then stood and started to walk back to the orphanage, but took one last look at his grave. Jonathan Carven, One who will always be loved & the best friend you could ever have. Born: June 29, 1987 Died: December 31, 2004. It was the one year anniversary today and Tari missed him so much. He was and still is her best and only friend. He was just two years older than her, and always comforted and protected her. Now he was gone. Never to be seen or heard from again. At least that's what many of the kids and even caretakers had said after he had died. She believed that she would see him again…someday.
She continued her journey until she entered the warm main room. Two girls looked in her direction and she groaned, Tasha and Sharon.
"Where were you?" Tasha said as innocently as she could. Tari didn't answer.
"Oh wait! I know. She went to visit her dead boyfriend." Tari turned around as Sharon said that statement. She was about to hit that that…when a hand grabbed her wrist in mid air.
"Tari! I will not have violence in this orphanage!"
"But…Miss Kawashi I was defending Jonathan."
"Jonathan is dead, and I'm sure he would not want you hitting others. Now go into the dinning hall to eat."
The two girls glared at Tari and her at them.
"All of you. Now!"
She ushered everybody into the dinning hall.
Tari felt like crying. Yes, he wouldn't want her hitting those girls, but he would tell them off. He wasn't here to do that now though. They had no write to make fun of him! No she wouldn't cry! Not here anyways. She ate only a small portion of her food and then went off to bed before anybody else. As she climbed under the warm covers, she thought about today. It was horrible. That was the easiest way to sum it up. In fact it wasn't just today; it was this whole year after he died. He had been the only one that had been her friend. She had made friends before he had come here, but they had all been adopted. Now he was dead! She gave up hope after that. She didn't try to make new friends. She had been here as long as she could remember and wasn't ever going to leave. Everybody else would leave first!
"You promised you'd always be here!" She screamed in frustration into the pillow.
Tears poured out of her eye and soaked the pillow. Could she make it another year without a friend? And with that last thought she slowly drifted to sleep, waiting for a new and better day.
The next chapter will have Kohaku and Chihiro in it. So don't worry. I will try and get the next chapter posted as soon as I can. i would atlest like five reviews on this chapter. Thank you. Happy early Valentines Day!