CHAPTER 4

Elva: True...

Bob: (To himself) And probably a lot of riches and gold.

Elva: Bob.

Bob: Okay, okay. But still consider that too.

Elva: Perhaps you're right, pa wanted a good life for me, so I'll fulfill his wish.

Bob: (With pride) Of course I am right, I am always right.

Elva: (Chuckles). Well, I better get back to Aunt Brielle and those waving sticks.

Bob: (Exhales) Your mouth is not ever gonna change, is it?

She replies his question by a shrug as she approaches the door.

Bob: And don't worry, no one will ever know who the past identity of the Red Dragon.

She looks at Bob and notices his index finger vertically on his lips, Elva alongside a nod, beams at him and leaves.

At the Palace, in the Court Hall.

Aunt Brielle: She has been gone for a long while, we should look for her, don't you think?

Elflord: There is no need for such, let her vent out her anger. After all, we do not risk to weigh the wrath of the Urulòkë's anger.

NOTE: Urulòkë means Fire Dragon. Aglad-Lòkë means Lighting Dragon.

Aunt Brielle: Then I hope she's okay, even though she doesn't accept her true self...

Elva: Lack behind that thought (raises up her head)... For I accept.

Aunt Brielle relieved to see Elva attempts to embrace her but she stops herself.

Elva: I've found out few truths and I won't let the past hold me. [As if!]

Royal Advisor: Have you firmly made your decision?

Elva gives a nod in response.

Elva: Mm. I accept to be me, the Red Dragon.

Elflord: (Delighted and raises to his heels) Good, good! (Declares) Quick! Send invitations to all parts of Elfland.

Chief Clerk: Yes my Lord!!

Few Moments later and a thousands of doves glide through the air taking invitations on their backs. Yeah the coastal region of the Caven Cave in the Leader's Teld (tent).

Inikhadan, Leader of the Caven Caves extracts his hand to himself after a dove lands on his wrist. Inikhadan receives the letter from the bird and reads it the contents. Although what is written tends to agitate him, he calls out to his chief warrior as he squeezes the card in his hand.

Inikhadan: They have found the Red Dragon. King Thai didn't just send this letter without precautions, he did it purposively to threaten me. (Glimpses over his shoulder) Quick! Find the best olden readers we must find the Dark Gem.

His warrior bows and leaves. Towards the Red Valley, territory of the Red Enchantresses and Priestesses, the Purified Temple stands and in the Queen Raphaela's Study Chamber, a myna descends on her staff by the Stone Fountain. She uses her Energy to remove the letter from the myna and unfolds it.

Raphaela: The Elven-King is inviting us to a Royal Banquet for the celebration of the Red Dragon (she beams at the myna that is enjoying it's personal reward for her palms).

Raina: What?

Raphaela: It turns out they have found the Urulókë.

Raina: But mother, what if the prophecies are false?

Raphaela: (Faces her) Don't say that! The prophesies can never lie and as a Protector of the Crystal Scrolls you should know that as well.

Raina: The account stated that after the proclamation of the prophesy, the tenth generation of the Red Shamans whom it is I, shall be a Dragon's Vessel. However, here I am, without a Dragon Spirit.

Raphaela: Oh, do not be so stressed my dear, for you do not know what destiny has in hand. Nevertheless, now that they have discovered the third Lòkë, it means the final Dragon, the Yin is yours. Although,non of the Lókï have manifested Bias Forces so far which leaves me with the thought that the Black Dragon is the Foreseen Disaster.

NOTE: Lókï is interpreted as Dragons in Human Language. The Yin is also referred to as the Black Dragon.

Raina: Why do you say so mother? The scrolls did tell of a disastrous one among the last dragons but no one can just be certain that the Yin is the evil one. (Scared) It can't be! I won't...

Raphaela a caring mother as she is, cups the hands of her daughter into hers, her eyes shimmering with hope.

Raphaela: Do not be worried my daughter, because even though you are the Yin,I believe you would not give away to that negativity , okay?

The soothing tone and smile of her mother calms her mind and she nods in reply.

Raphaela: Go on, get ready for the feast.

Raina: Yes mother...

At the Veil Village, an elf of early youthfulness in purple is viewed from his back, the color of his long straight hair is violet as violet. He is the Duke of Veil Village, Duke Balin III Gulzien.

Guard: (Presenting a salute) Your Grace, the Elflord holds a special banquet at the Imperial Palace for the purpose of welcoming the Urulókë.

The statement of the guard makes Duke Balin to cease.

Guard: And he seeks your attendance.

Duke Balin continues scripting on a sheet of paper, he lays down the brush and nods gracefully and the guard walks out.

Two Hours and twelve minutes past noon on the Official Announcement Day, the air of the Imperial Palace is filled with bustles and chitchats. Few Ruffians acquainted with Elva try pushing their way through the Elven-Soldiers at the Common Gate of the Palace.

Bob: (Annoyed) Do you know who we are? We are Lady Elva's closest family. Right fellas?!

Other Ruffians: Yeah!!

Gatekeeper 1: Haha, and I am her closest brother. Nonsense, get out of here, and stop making a scene.

Bob perceiving the elves around whispering to one another decides to be cool and return home with his gang.

Bob: Come on everyone, let's go back...

Derlinê's yell break out to them.

Derlinê: Wait!

She quits the running to catch her breath and proceeds with steps towards them.

Derlinê: Are you Bob?

Bob: Excuse me? It's Bo...

Derlinê: (Ignores him while using her eyes to search through the crowd) I am looking for Bob and about seventeen others with him.

Bob: (Feeling transparent). [Am I invisible?😑]

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