As a consolation, I said “We still must face Cralix and ?rdelon. Likely more of her devils as well. Don't be so cavalier with your life, My Love, You aren't by yourself any longer and I don't want to lose you. I'm the one who goes first, remember?”
“Yes, my beautiful flower,” she joked.
But then the entire tree on which the Palace was built began to tremble. Not even knowing what more I should be fearing I grabbed May and held her to me.
There were yells coming from outside, so we stepped out onto a veranda to see what was happening. Everyone on the forest floor was looking up into the sky and pointing with gasps of horror and amazement.
What they were seeing was two enormous forms hovering above the city, each figure swinging a great sword the size of a redwood.
We weren't supposed to be able to see this. The one on my left had to be élois, a Gray Elf as tall as the highest bell tower in Wikehold with flowing lavender robes, his sword giving off a blinding white glow.
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And the one on my right must be the Black King. He's impossible to describe. Anytime I thought I saw definition to his face or body, the blackness was so profound that it was as if my sight had been taken from me. All I could make out was his sword, throbbing with dark energy, and a gigantic iron crown of irregular design.
The two were causing such a disruption in the thin membrane that separates the planes, that the image of them fighting had broken through to the Material Plane.
As we stood there, watching, spellbound, Margrin finally showed up.
“Wow! I guess I've missed a lot.”
“It's quite alright, My Friend. Somehow we managed. But we need you now. It's time to pay Cralix and ?rdelon a final visit.”
I had the valets gather Father Vastila and Mother Felistia. May, Janiver, Margrin, Veralia, and I were all ready.
“Janiver, have we all the scrolls we'll need?”
“Yes, Your Majesty, we've got everything we need.”
Gah! I slapped myself on the forehead. I'd forgotten the crossbow and bolt!
Retrieving them, we were ready to depart.
“We all know our place in the plan?” I asked those present. Margrin, impatiently answered for everyone, “Yes, Your Majesty, please let's get going!”
And with a wave of her hand, in an instant, Janiver had us in Sandlise behind a giant boulder overlooking the villa.