The Dragon and the Princess - An Engage Fanfic

[Acacia Sgt]

Hello everyone! Some time ago I wrote an one-shot for the Writing Prompts thread, Different Course of Fate, which can be read here:

In the end it left me with the desire to write more about it as the premise was just so interesting to me. Flesh it out, basically. Well, I finally decided to do so! I intend to basically make a canon rewrite of Engage stemming from that particular point of divergence. It's certainly an ambitious project, but I intend to work on it for as long as I can. Since I will be posting the chapters as they come, there will be a separate thread for feedback. Which is right here:

Even if, past experience shown, almost feel like a waste. But well, it's there, just in case.

So, without further ado, I hope you enjoy:

The Dragon and the Princess

Edited March 29, 2023 by Acacia Sgt

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 1 – The Unexpected Guest

Spoiler

The sun shone high over the continent of Elyos. Over at the Holy Land of Lythos, its soldiers kept ever vigilance around the island-nation’s shores, always on the lookout for any unwanted visitors. Over at one of the outposts at the northeast, the assigned garrison’s captain sat in his office, papers laid out before him atop the desk. He had been working through them since the morning, and was still far from being done as the day was now past the midday.

A sudden knock on the door would make him pause, glancing up from the papers towards the door.

“Come on in,” he said.

The door would open up immediately after, and a soldier entered the room. He walked up to stand on the opposite side of the desk, before making a salute.

“Captain, I come bearing news!”

“Out with it, soldier,” the captain said.

The soldier brought his arm back down, standing straight.

“Lone wyvern, sir, coming from northeast,” he reported.

The captain rose an eyebrow, a bit skeptic.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, sir,” the soldier nodded. “No signs of any others or a ship being nearby.”

The captain narrowed his gaze. That certainly sounded odd.

“Have the griffons been dispatched?”

“Yes, sir, they’re course-bound to intercept.”

“Good,” the captain nodded with satisfaction. “You’re dismissed.”

The soldier made another salute, before turning around and walking back out. The captain, alone once again, stood up and walked over to the window. He gazed out onto the ocean, pensive.

If there was no ship in sight… did the rider truly flew here from the mainland? He wondered. Then there’s no other place they could’ve come from but Elusia. An Elusian, here in Lythos? That’d be the first.

He scoffed, but shortly after frowned.

Still, just what could possibly bring them here, seemingly alone…

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Over the ocean not far from the shore the dispatched griffon knights, five in total, soon had the incoming wyvern rider in sight. Their weapons were drawn out, ready to act if needed. The lone rider, upon seeing them approach, ordered their mount to a halt. Seeing this, the griffon knights did the same, forming a horizontal line meters away. After this, the Lythians took a good look at the individual.

The rider was a young woman. At first glance it was clear she was no mere commoner. Her attire was certainly elegant-looking, if a bit… eccentric. Perhaps its most eye-catching detail was the fascinator atop her head, from which well-groomed long purple hair cascaded down her back and over her shoulders at the front. She rode the wyvern in side-saddle, which was adorned with roses all over to match her. She had a dour-looking expression on her face, but it did little to detract from her appearance.  All in all, she made for a stunning sight, and even one of the griffon knights couldn’t help but blush. She held no weapon, but this did not make the Lythians withdraw theirs. The flight leader ordered her griffon to get closer, until she was almost face to face with the girl.

“You’re Elusian, are you not?” She asked.

“Yes, I am,” The girl’s reply was as stoic as her gaze.

The flight leader frowned.

“What business brings you to the Holy Land, Elusian?”

“I seek audience with the Divine Dragon Monarch.”

The flight leader’s eyes widened in surprise, as her squadron behind her began to murmur between them.

“An audience with Her Majesty?” She repeated, skeptical. “You flew all the way from Elusia for this reason?”

“Evidently,” the girl said matter-of-factly.

The flight leader’s gaze narrowed, but did not spoke further.

“Will this interrogation be long?” The girl now asked herself, a hint of irritation present in her voice. “If so, can we be allowed to land at least? I would rather let my wyvern rest her wings.”

The flight leader knew she had a point. If they had indeed flown over from the mainland, then the mount had to be quite tired by now. Besides, that was a job best left to the captain anyway.

“Very well,” the flight leader nodded.

With her free arm she then signaled her squadron behind her. The other griffon knights flew out, until they had the girl surrounded. The latter did not even glance away, likely already understanding the maneuver.

“Follow us,” the flight leader told her.

Said that, she ordered her griffon to turn around. The now group of six flew back to land.

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The garrison captain was back to sitting before his desk. However, it was not the papers where his attention lied. Rather, it was to the girl sitting across. Like the flight leader before him, hearing her intentions had left him… a bit perplexed.

“I must admit, Miss… Ivy, was it?”

The girl, Ivy, simply nodded.

“Right, as I was saying, I must admit this is certainly an odd occurrence.”

“I am aware,” Ivy said. “But I had to come here as soon as possible. Even if it meant doing it this way.”

“To see Queen Lumera,” the captain stated.

“That is correct,” Ivy nodded.

The captain began to stroke his beard, pensive. Like with the preliminary report, the griffon knights had not reported any sign there was any other soul nearby. Just the girl and her wyvern.

To have come alone, with the intention of approaching Queen Lumera, he mused. Either this is some sort of ruse… or she’s telling the truth.

The captain had to admit the latter sounded more likely, despite her being an Elusian. If she had indeed come with the intention of harming the Divine Dragon Monarch, she either had a death wish or had some kind of crazy trick up her sleeve to pull it off and escape alive. To the girl’s credit, she had agreed to have her things searched, so the latter outcome was starting to seem unlikely.

Regardless, one can never be sure with these Fell Dragon worshippers.

“So, what kind of business do you seek with Her Majesty?” The captain asked next.

“I bring urgent news,” Ivy answered, “that the Divine Dragon Monarch must be told about as soon as possible. There is no time to delay.”

“What kind of news?”

“I would rather tell Her Majesty directly, if you do not mind.”

The captain rose an eyebrow.

Is she that determined to see Queen Lumera with her own eyes? He wondered. I suppose it’s not every day one has the opportunity. Much less so someone like her.

In the end, he nodded.

“Very well, so far you’ve given me no reason to doubt your intentions. I’ll have word sent ahead of your arrival.”

“Thank you,” Ivy said.

“There are some things to handle before you can be allowed deeper into Lythos, however. They won’t take long; you have my word.”

“I see…”

Her tone was neutral, but it was clear the girl was displeased to be made to wait further.

“In the meantime, you must be famished after the long flight over the ocean. You’re free to visit the mess hall,” the captain suggested.

“I must admit I did not bring with me much in terms of provisions. I accept your offer.”

“Good,” the captain nodded.

He then glanced to the side and behind Ivy, towards the soldier posted by the door.

“Please escort the young lady to the mess hall,” he ordered.

“At once, sir!” The soldier saluted. “Please follow me, Miss.”

Ivy stood up.

“You’ll be notified when you can depart,” the captain told her.

“I will be waiting,” she nodded.

With that she left the room, following after the soldier. Alone once again the captain stood as well, in order to stand by the window once more. His mind was going through what he learned just now.

Urgent news… Are they concerning Elusia’s current conflict with Brodia?

It was not unknown to Elyos as a whole of King Morion’s ambitions of conquest, befitting Brodia’s label as the Kingdom of Might. With being convinced to sign a non-aggression treaty with Firene it only left them one venue of expansion: Elusia. Previous incidents between both countries had further justified the decision. Though many battles have been had, they’ve yet to have a breakthrough. King Morion was far from giving up, however.

Have things become so dire an Elusian would be desperate enough to seek Her Majesty’s help?

The captain frowned. If the girl had not been here, the idea would’ve sounded ridiculous. Yet, was that the truth? He sighed. One thing seemed apparent, though. Whatever her intentions were, it may not be one shared by the rest of the country, as indicated by her method of arrival. It all pointed to being the act of a lone agent.

The captain withdrew from the window to sit back down. He began to work once more on the papers, though his mind wasn’t fully set on the task anymore. Respecting the girl’s wish he was not going to pry further about her intentions, but he knew it would nag him so to remain unknowing of them. He continued his work for a few minutes, before another soldier walked in.

“Captain!”

The captain glanced back up to see the soldier salute, before standing straight.

“We’ve finished the inspection, sir,” the soldier said.

“And?”

“All clear, nothing suspicious was on her belongings.”

“That’s good to hear,” the captain nodded.

“There was a magic tome, however.”

The captain hummed, but was not surprised. It was understandable, after all, if the girl had brought something to defend herself with. He could trust so long she did not carry it on her person while in audience with Queen Lumera, there was nothing to fear.

“Is that all?” He asked.

“Well, there is one more thing, sir. Took us by surprise, it did.”

“Oh?” The captain rose an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued.

“You see, also among her belongings was…”

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The mess hall was not crowded, only a few soldiers were currently present. A small group was seated by one of the central tables. They’ve long finished their meals, and were now engaging in conversation.

“Look at her,” one of them said, his face a sneer.

He had spared a brief glance towards one of the more remote tables of the room, by a corner. Sitting alone was Ivy, still eating her own meal. The way they were all seated, they were watching her from behind her back.

“An Elusian, here, in the Holy Land,” the same man continued.

“Yeah, what was the captain thinking,” another man scoffed.

“I don’t buy her story,” a third, a woman, added as she frowned. “She should not be allowed near Her Majesty.”

“I get what you mean,” the last of them said. “Just look at her. She must be a blue blood. I’ve heard the stories about the Elusian courts. You can’t trust them.”

“You can’t trust those Fell Dragon worshippers, period,” the first man added, tapping the surface of table with his finger with the last word. “Why have they been allowed to do so, I don’t know. It should’ve been nipped in the bud once it was clear what was happening.”

“Hah, that’s true. Still, it’s still not too late. I do hope King Morion gets to wipe them out,” the second man said with glee. “Elyos would just be better off without them.”

“Shhhh, pipe down,” the woman glanced around, looking alarmed. “We mustn’t voice such thoughts out loud.”

“Bah, it’s not as if we’re the only ones thinking that on this outpost alone,” the first man scoffed.

“She has a point, though,” the last one said. “We can still get in trouble with the captain if word reaches him.”

“Fine, we’ll drop the matter for now,” the second man said. “Not that it makes it any better, knowing the Elusian will be leaving for the castle.”

“Quite,” the woman crossed her arms, frowning. “Whatever she came here to do, she better not be wasting Her Majesty’s time.”

“Yeah, and the sooner she leaves, the better,” the first man added.

A small chorus of agreements followed.

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More than an hour later, Ivy stood outside next to her wyvern. Nearby was a group of griffon knights, having flown over from the castle. They had ordered their mounts to land, but had not dismounted themselves. Most of the garrison soldiers had gathered around upon their arrival, intending to watch things unfold. The captain currently stood in conversation with the flight leader. Before long their talk ceased, and he then walked over to the girl’s side.

“It’s all settled. They will escort you to the castle,” he told her. “It should not take long to reach the castle.”

Ivy nodded in understanding.

“I understand. Once again, you have my thanks.”

“I just did my duty, Miss. Now go, Her Majesty awaits.”

The girl wasted no time, mounting her wyvern. Upon seeing so, the other riders ordered their griffons to take off. The captain stepped back as the wyvern followed suit. As they gained altitude and began moving forward, the griffon knights surrounded Ivy in mid-air, weapons drawn. Everyone watched them leave, until they became dots in the sky.

No sooner the soldiers began to converse between themselves over what had transpired. Some took their leave as well while others stayed around still. The captain would do the former, making his way back to his office. Rather than heading for his desk right away, he went over to the bookshelf. He procured a specific book from it: A copy of the Dragon Scripture. He stared at it for a few seconds before sighing and placing it back in its place. He would then finally sit back down.

I suppose, it’s never too late even for them…

With that thought in mind, he resumed his work.

Edited April 19, 2023 by Acacia Sgt

[Shrimpica]

Nice to see you going full at it 😄

This was a good prologue, and fleshing out Lythos a bit is not bad. I shall follow this with interest!

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 2 – Lythos, the Holy Land

Spoiler

The group of fliers coursed through the sky, flying steadily westward. Below them the land of Lythos stretched as far as the eye could see, while behind them the ocean receded each passing second. The griffon knights kept their gazes either forward or towards the girl, keeping a watchful gaze on her movements; such sights long mundane to them. For Ivy, however…

I am finally seeing the Holy Land with my own eyes, she thought as she gazed downwards.

Her face remained stoic as ever, but amazement swelled inside of her. The green valleys and plateaus that passed by below her… Sure, they may be somewhat on the plain side, devoid of much stand-out features. However, there was still something majestic, mystical even, to them. Lythos wasn’t known as the Holy Land for nothing, after all. It was said that the Divine Dragons that once called the island home, though long gone, their essence still remained on these hallowed grounds. Whether it was true or not, the girl still considered it made for a breathtaking sight.

If only I could take a stroll on them, Ivy lamented.

Alas, now was not the time. She had to continue to the castle. Perhaps afterwards, should it be permitted…

Ivy glanced back up, but then continued upwards towards the sky. The sky was mostly clear, allowing for a curious sight to be seen: A large floating rock, high in the sky.

There it is, the Somniel, Ivy thought.

Her stoic visage finally broke, as a longing look adorned her face.

Would I be allowed to visit him?

She lowered her gaze, fighting the urge to sigh. She had to accept the probability it could be considered a step too far. Putting the thought aside, she now focused her gaze forward. It did not take long, but at long last Lythos Castle began to show up into view. As they got ever closer, she couldn’t help but be stunned at the sight.

Lythos Castle… it’s more impressive in person.

Indeed, the castle was quite the majestic marvel. Walls of pure white, with roofs of a deep royal blue. Located atop Lythos’ highest point at the island’s northernmost point, it looked over the land below in eternal vigil. Once they had come close enough, the griffon knight directly ahead of Ivy, the flight leader, glanced behind her. She did a forward downward motion with her arm, signaling it was finally the time to descend. Everyone complied, and in short order they were all in descent. They flew over the castle’s outer wall, finally landing in the middle of the courtyard area, not far from the wall’s main gate.

The flight leader dismounted, before approaching Ivy.

“Wait here.”

It was all she said before turning around and walking over to the nearest entrance to the castle itself, before heading inside. In the meantime, the rest of the griffon knights had remained on their mounts; still holding on to their weapons, their gazes still on Ivy.

Their presence had begun to attract a small crowd as well. They all stood nearby all around, looking over, whispering between themselves. Evidently, word of her arrival had already spread. Ivy did her best to ignore them, taking to gaze at the castle instead. Paying no attention to the whispers, which she wouldn’t have been able to hear anyway, or the gazes. Curious at best, distrustful at worst.

Just like at the outpost… she frowned.

Ivy was no fool. She had been aware back there that she was being watched. Judged. Spoken about behind her back. Specially at the mess hall. She couldn’t make out what they had been speaking, but it did not matter. Nothing new for her to experience. Yet, to happen at the Holy Land as well… Though, if any of them were to step into Elusia Castle, would they not receive the same kind of reception?

Fortunately, she did not have to be such a spectacle for long. The flight leader would soon emerge back out from the same entrance she previously took. She was not alone, for two knights, clad in full plate armor and carrying laces in their hands, flanked her. They walked over to stand before her and her wyvern.

“They will escort you to Her Majesty,” the flight leader said. “Now go.”

Ivy nodded in understanding, before then dismounting. She would then embrace her wyvern’s head.

“Wait here,” she told her as she petted her. “Behave.”

Once done, she turned to face the knights.

“Just follow us,” one of them said.

“Don’t think of doing anything funny, Elusian,” the other added.

Despite their full-helms, Ivy could feel the glares aimed at her. Still, the girl simply nodded again, once again adopting a stoic look. One of the knights then turned before starting to walk. Taking it her cue, Ivy began to follow. The other knight would then follow behind her. They walked across the courtyard, before heading inside.

The inside of Lythos Castle was more impressive than the outside. Unfortunately for Ivy, there wasn’t much she got to see as she walked through its hallways. She spied glimpses of various sorts of rooms and inner gardens, but only briefly as she was constantly on the move. In a now repeating scene, there would also be the stares and murmurs from the people inside. Soon enough they would reach the throne room. It was a large hall, with a lot of openings to the outside, including one on the ceiling. Two rows of large pillars would support the structure. The throne itself was at the very back of the hall, atop a raised platform. There, standing atop the stairs, was Queen Lumera.

As they walked closer, Ivy couldn’t help but start to feel unease. She was about stand before the Divine Dragon Monarch. Many would’ve considered it a great honor, and she did too; but at the same time, after all the reactions to her presence she had witnessed, a part of her could only wonder.

Does she share the same opinions as her subjects?

If anyone had the most reason to resent the Elusians for worshipping the Fell Dragon, it had to be her. She had lost almost all of her brethren in that war, after all. In any case, as she got a better view of the Divine Dragon, Ivy could see the woman had a relaxed posture. Arms at her sides, a serene smile on her face. Once they had almost reached the base of the stairs, the knight in front of her suddenly raised an arm, hand signaling her to stop. Ivy promptly did, as both knights continued walking until they were both just before the stairs, standing side by side. Queen Lumera glanced down at them as they both knelt down, heads turning downward, a hand over their hearts.

“Greetings, Your Majesty,” one of them spoke. “We’ve brought the visitor.”

“So you did,” Queen Lumera said. “I thank you for fulfilling your task so dutifully. You may depart now.”

The knights quickly rose their heads.

“Are you sure, Your Majesty?” One asked.

“I am,” she nodded.

“But to leave you alone with her…” The other trailed off, sparing a brief glance behind him, towards the girl in question.

Queen Lumera kept her smile, however.

“There is nothing to worry.”

“If you say so, Your Majesty,” the second man said after glancing back, if still sounding a bit skeptical.

Ivy had to admit they had a point. Was it wise for the Divine Dragon Monarch to be left alone with her?

But then, as a Divine Dragon, what does she have to fear about a lone human? A part of her reasoned.

The two knights would stand back up.

“We’ll take our leave then,” the first man said.

They made small bows, before turning around and walking away. They passed by Ivy from both sides, sparing one last glance as they did. Though their faces concealed, it was clear they were giving silent warnings with those stares. They were still leaving the hall when Queen Lumera began to walk down the stairs. She would close the distance herself to stand before Ivy, staring directly at her. The unease Ivy had felt earlier returned, but stronger now. It was as if the gaze was piercing right through her. She kept her composure, an emotionless expression on her face. Years of practice had helped to make it an easy task.

“Greetings, Your Majesty,” Ivy did a small curtsy. “It’s an honor to stand before you.”

Queen Lumera kept her gaze, when suddenly her smile dropped... only to be replaced with concern.

“Oh my, you look a bit tense.”

The smile was then back.

“It’s alright, there’s no need to worry. Even if you’re Elusian, you are safe here. I swear it on my honor as a Divine Dragon.”

Ivy was almost taken aback. Leave it to the Divine Dragon Monarch to have seen through her mask. Or perhaps it was just logical to think she’d be on edge.

“That’s… good to know,” was all the girl could say, making a small nod.

Likely still sensing her wariness, Queen Lumera went pensive.

“Perhaps we should continue this talk someplace else. A change of scenery may help soothe you.”

She nodded.

“And I now just the place. If you can please follow me.”

With that she began to walk. Ivy stood there for a second, before following suit. They would soon leave the throne room and walk through the hallways. As they did, Ivy couldn’t help but think.

Queen Lumera is so… considerate.

The Divine Dragon Monarch had certainly shattered her expectations. While Ivy did count on things not being like back at Elusia, she had thought that unfriendliness to the other side would be a constant. So far that had not been disproven, and she had expected for Queen Lumera to follow suit. Yet that did not come to pass. Despite being Elusian, she had been quick to assure her. Ivy did not know what to make of it. Her behavior seemed to clash with that of her people. Was it genuine, or just a façade?

Soon enough they would cross through a doorway leading to the outside, at an enclosed area. She was greeted by a large fountain, the statue of a dragon adorned at the top. Leading to it was a paved path flanked by hedges. They walked towards it before then heading around it. Behind the fountain were stairs leading down to a garden. A mostly paved path connected the base of the stairs to the exit at the end, with more dragon statues placed at the center point. Otherwise, it was greenery all around, with a few stone pedestals and benches at the edges, the former serving as planters. They stopped right at the top of the stairs.

“So, what do you think?” Queen Lumera glanced at her.

“It’s beautiful,” Ivy had to admit, amazed.

The girl took note there were a few cats present as well. They were spread out, mostly basking under the sun. It seems it wasn’t a place for just humans, or dragons, to enjoy.

“I’m glad to hear that,” Queen Lumera said. “Now come, let’s find a suitable spot to have our talk.”

They stepped down the stairs and headed for the nearest bench. A large tree was placed behind it, offering its shade. They both sat down.

“I have already read the report sent to me,” Queen Lumera began, glancing towards Ivy. “I will admit I was surprised to hear of your arrival. You are the first Elusian to visit us since a thousand years ago. That’s quite the occasion, wouldn’t you say?”

“I… suppose,” Ivy replied.

“Your name is Ivy, right?”

“Yes,” Ivy nodded.

“Ivy… such a pretty name,” Queen Lumera stated. “I once knew someone with that name, so long ago.”

A wistful look graced her face, as the Divine Dragon Monarch glanced back towards the garden.

“She was member of Elusia’s royal family…  and a dear friend. It’s a shame Elusia’s adoption of the Fell Dragon faith brought an end to the ties our countries shared. I would’ve loved to have kept in touch with her descendants.”

Queen Lumera then brought a hand to her mouth, before making a subdued giggle.

“Ah, forgive me, you did not come here to hear me reminiscence about the past.”

“No, it’s fine,” Ivy shook her head. “Hearing that was very… enlightening.”

“Was it, now?” Queen Lumera turned back to face her, tilting her head slightly. “If you are interested, perhaps we could exchange stories over tea.”

“That would be lovely,” Ivy agreed.

Queen Lumera’s smile got wider.

“Wonderful.”

Shortly after, however, her smile was dropped as she adopted a serious expression.

“Though I suppose business must come first. You have a message you wanted to deliver to me, is it not?”

“Yes, I do,” Ivy nodded.

“It must be dire, then, to have come to warn me, of all people.”

“It is. Since it pertains to-”

Well, this was it. Ivy made a pause and took a deep breath before continuing.

“The Fell Dragon.”

The effect was imminent. Queen Lumera’s expression quickly turned into a frown.

“The Fell Dragon… you say.”

Ivy nodded, now with a determined look on her face.

“Yes. The reason I came all the way here, despite everything, is to inform that he has returned.”

 

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 3 – Revelations

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A heavy silence fell upon the two ladies, no sooner had Ivy finished talking. Lumera glanced away and downward, the frown still on her face. For a moment neither spoke, but then…

“So,” Lumera began, “it did come to pass after all.”

Her voice was barely more than a whisper, but their proximity meant Ivy heard it all the same. It puzzled her, for she had not expected that reaction.

She knew it was going to happen?

Before she could do anything, however, Lumera glanced back. Her frown was gone, but her face remained serious looking.

“Please, follow me,” she said before suddenly standing back up.

She then began to walk away. Ivy was quick to comply. The two would soon leave the inner garden, walking through the castle hallways once again. Eventually they would reach another outdoors-bound doorway. This would not lead to another garden, however. Instead, a bridge laid out on the other side. It was considerably wide, and its roof loomed fairly high, held by pillars flanking the sides instead of walls. A tower awaited at the far end, only reaching not much higher than the roof of the bridge. However, it wasn’t short. It was simply located at a much lower elevation from the rest of the castle. Its doorway revealed a single room contained within. They’d cross the bridge before stepping into said chamber.

Ivy would once again be amazed by what she saw. The room was large, and the first thing that caught her eyes were the raised alcoves, spread around the wall. Twelve in total, they each housed a statue.

Those are-! Her eyes widened.

Ivy stopped, before glancing around. She then found it. The second alcove to the right of the entrance. Its statue was that of a ponytailed woman, a bow held in her hand, posed as if ready to fire an arrow from it. She stared for a moment, before turning back. She saw Lumera approach the steps to a central platform, where pedestals laid out in a circle.

So, this must be the Ring Vault, Ivy realized.

To be standing in such a place…

She was quick to resume her march, to catch up with the Divine Dragon Monarch. They would soon step up onto the platform, soon passing between two of the pedestals. As she did, Ivy stopped once again, this time to glance down at them. At first glance it could’ve been easily missed, but right in the middle of the surface of the pedestal there was a very small indentation, rectangular in shape.

Ivy then turned over to see the other pedestal. Unlike the previous one, the indentation wasn’t empty. A ring was placed within, the indentation being just the right size to house it, holding it upright. It was golden in color, with an equally golden gem adorned atop. That wasn’t all, for the sides of this pedestal housed a glowing blue sigil. The other pedestal did had sigils as well, but they weren’t glowing. Likely due to lacking a ring of its own. Ivy stared at the ring for a moment, before turning to face Lumera.

“Why?” Ivy asked. “Why bring me here?”

She was puzzled by such a decision. For an outsider like her to be allowed to step into the Ring Vault of all places…

“Should I have not?” Lumera replied. “Is there a reason why you should be barred from this chamber?”

‘Because I’m Elusian’ would’ve been Ivy’s reply to such a question, but she found herself unable to say it. The queen’s treatment toward her so far had made sure of that. Instead, she simply remained silent.

“You have yet to give me reason to distrust you,” Lumera explained. “Yes, you may be Elusian, but it’s your actions that have spoken more about you than your origins. Such as warning me of the Fell Dragon’s return.”

“You did not sound surprised earlier, Your Majesty,” Ivy pointed out.

Lumera’s expression saddened.

“I had yet to know, actually, but I feared it would become a reality sooner or later,” she said.

“What do you mean?” Ivy asked.

“The binding of the Fell Dragon… I had felt it become weaker. It has been for a long time now. The power of the Emblems may be vast, but it seems even sealing him away was but a temporal solution.”

“But the thousand years since then have almost passed, haven’t they?” Ivy said.

“My, you’re quite well versed on the matter,” Lumera gave a small smile. “Yes, once the time was proper, I had intended to gather the Emblems to renew the seal.”

Her smile was then gone.

“Alas, it seems it was too late, for the Fell Dragon broke out of the seal first.”

“No.”

“Eh?” Lumera’s eyes widened, astonished. “Pardon?”

“His liberation was not by his own hand,” Ivy clarified. “It was… Elusia itself, who did the deed.”

Lumera now stared with shock.

“Elusia did… how!?”

Ivy had to admit it was a weird sight to see the Divine Dragon Monarch lose her composure so. Regardless, she steeled herself.

“Before I begin, there is something I must confess,” Ivy said. “The things I know; they wouldn’t have been possible if not for the position I hold back in Elusia.”

“Is that so?” Lumera went pensive. “I must admit, even if I hadn’t read the captain’s report, I would’ve thought you to be a blue blood either way.”

“That’s certainly accurate,” Ivy said. “But I’m no mere noble. The truth is-”

She took a deep breath.

“I am Elusia’s First Princess, Heir to its throne.”

Silence fell upon the chamber. Lumera only stared at her, seemingly stunned.

“Elusia’s Crown Princess? So that means…”

“Yes,” Ivy nodded, “I am a descendant of the Queen Ivy you once knew.”

She then brought her hands to her chest, her gaze shifting slightly downwards.

“I apologize if this was not the best circumstances to have met.”

“It’s fine, there’s nothing to apologize for,” Lumera was quick to say. “What matters is that we have met.”

She would then frown, however.

“But then, for the Crown Princess of all people to have warned me of the Fell Dragon’s return…”

“Yes, I know it may sound strange,” Ivy glanced back up. “There is a reason for that, as you may have seen already from that report.”

“I will admit I am curious how that came to be,” Lumera said. “But perhaps that should be the subject of another time.”

“Yes, that would be for the best,” Ivy nodded. “Now, returning to the subject of the Fell Dragon, Your Majesty-”

“Please, I feel by now we can refer to each other with a bit more familiarity than that,” Lumera suddenly interrupted, a smile back on her face.

Ivy looked a little surprised, but then nodded.

“Thank you, Queen Lumera. As I was saying, it all begun some weeks ago…”

---

King Hyacinth sat at his throne. Ivy stood nearby, flanked by her retainers who were a step behind. At the base of the steps leading up the king was a group composed of five people. At the forefront was a woman.

“Honorable Sage King Hyacinth, I thank you for granting us an audience,” she said, making a small bow with a hand to her chest.

“What business do you have with Elusia?” Hyacinth asked.

“Allow me to introduce ourselves. I am Zephia, a Mage Dragon. A thousand years ago, I served Lord Sombron.”

Small murmurs began to be whispered by those present. Even Hyacinth frowned.

“Lord Sombron? You served under him?”

“That’s correct,” the woman, Zephia, nodded. “I apologize if only now I have come here, but recent events deemed the time was right. Case in point-”

She then gestured towards one of the figures behind her, who stepped forward to be right behind her if to the side. She too was female, but compared to Zephia she was considerably shorter, as well as being mostly covered with a hooded cloak, concealing most of her face.

“I present to you, Lady Veyle,” Zephia said.

At this the other woman removed her hood. The face of a young girl was then revealed. She had a smirk on her face, as she gazed over with deep red eyes.

“Lord Sombron’s daughter.”

Gasps were heard, as everyone present looked over with surprise and shock. Hyacinth quickly stood up.

“Lord Sombron’s… daughter?” He repeated, as if not believing it.

Any skepticism that may have arisen quickly died down. It was clear the girl exuded some sort of aura. One that seemed to prove without a doubt the claim was, indeed, true. Ivy couldn’t help but feel unease. There was something… off with her, beyond just her being a Fell Dragon, she could tell.

In any case, Hyacinth quickly knelt down, head bowing.

“Milady, it’s an honor to be graced with your presence.”

Just about everyone else in the room did the same, kneeling down in reverence. Ivy did not. She simply stared, still in shock from the announcement. Though at the same time, she couldn’t help but have a foreboding feeling. That things were soon to change, and not for the better.

“King Hyacinth,” Veyle suddenly said, with a deep voice that seemed to betray her young appearance. “We have come here because we are in need of your help.”

Hyacinth quickly gazed back up.

“Our help?” His surprise suddenly gave way to eagerness. “Of course, Milady. For what can we be of service to Lord Sombron’s daughter?”

“My my, so quickly to please,” Zephia smirked, a hand to her chin. “It’s good to see even now the loyalty to our Lord and his family remains alive and well.”

Ivy could only stare at her father in disbelief.

Father, do you so quickly bend the knee to her?

For her part, Veyle looked quite pleased.

“What we seek,” she answered, “is the liberation of my Father.”

---

“Zephia…” Lumera gazed down with a small frown. “I never thought I’d hear about her again.”

“You have met?” Ivy asked, slightly surprised.

“We crossed swords during the war,” Lumera replied, glancing back up. “After Sombron got sealed away, she disappeared. I had hoped that would be the end of it… but it seems she had been seeking to bring him back after all this time.”

Lumera’s frown then deepened.

“And then this Veyle. To think there would be another-”

Suddenly Lumera cut herself off and shook her head. Ivy tilted her head slightly in confusion.

“Another?” She asked.

“Another Fell Dragon,” Lumera was quick to say. “You may or may not know, but Sombron had many children back then. Despite so, he never saw them as much more than pawns to do his bidding.”

Lumera now switched to a glare.

“Expendable. Beneath his care. To throw away at his pointless war regardless of what happened to them. To think a parent would be like that to their own children…”

Her gaze lowered as her fists clenched.

“It’s unforgiveable!”

Though not aimed at her, nonetheless Ivy felt intimidated by the glare. To see the Divine Dragon Monarch like that… a sight that only her foes had seen. For her part, Lumera closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her features relaxing and her anger subsiding.

“Ah, forgive me,” she said, eyes back open and staring at Ivy once more. “Even now it still pains me, to be reminded of the kind of individual Sombron was.”

Ivy remained silent, not daring to speak. Instead, she began to think about her own parents. While her father had been a kind and caring individual to her and her sister, her mother… had been anything but.

Though then, even her actions had been for my benefit in the end, Ivy had to concede.

Not that her opinion towards her own mother was much positive regardless, but from what she just heard, she was still leagues above what the Fell Dragon had done.

“And now that he’s once more among us, history will be repeating itself,” Lumera said, snapping Ivy back to attention.

“There may still be time, however,” the princess said. “Being sealed away for a thousand years still took their toll. He may be back, but he’s weak.”

“Weak, you say?” Lumera looked on with curiosity.

“Very much so,” Ivy nodded. “To the point he’s currently bedridden.”

Lumera went pensive.

“So there is still time,” she said. “The Emblem Rings must be gathered with haste. We must not let this opportunity go to waste.”

“There is more, however” Ivy continued. “Even now a ritual is being prepared. One through which my father and that woman, Zephia, intend to restore Sombron’s power.”

“Restore his…” Lumera frowned, but then quickly her eyes widened in surprise. “You don’t mean-!?”

“Yes, they intend to use Sovereign Blood,” Ivy nodded. “That of King Morion’s, to be more exact.”

“I see…” Lumera brought a hand to her chin. “Yes, that would make most sense. He must be warned. The other monarchs too, for that matter.”

“I’m afraid I left before knowing the full extent of the plan,” Ivy admitted. “But yes, I wouldn’t put it past them to try to make use of Queens Ève or Seforia instead. Still, they wouldn’t be the only targets.”

“Yes, the Emblems,” Lumera spared a brief glance at the pedestals. “Sombron will try to gather them all, just like he tried last time.”

She then nodded.

“Then it’s decided. Messengers must be sent out, as well as reinforce the defenses here. We can’t rule out for even Lythos to be attacked at this point in time.”

“That’s certainly wise,” Ivy nodded in agreement.

“Yes, and as such we-”

However, Lumera suddenly stopped, as a shocked expression showed up on her face. She slowly turned her gaze upwards and to the side, staring off as if looking beyond the walls of the Ring Vault.

“Queen Lumera?” Ivy asked, a bit worried for the sudden shift in behavior.

“He has awakened.”

“Huh? He?” The princess stared in confusion for a bit, before it hit her.

She gasped, as she too turned to face in the same direction as the Divine Dragon Monarch.

“Yes. Alear, my child,” Lumera said, her gaze unmoving. “His slumber… is finally over.”

Author's Note: When I first wrote Different Course of Fate, I had not realized then, but I actually got a few details wrong. Sure, the one-shot was already meant to be AU, but those were not things meant to be different. Suffice to say, I'll try to correct that for this version. At least those meant to happen before the diverging point.

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 4 – Alear

Spoiler

Neither of them moved. They stood still, looking over in the direction the Somniel would be, each with their own thoughts on the sudden revelation.

The Divine One… is awake? Ivy thought.

Not that she doubted Lumera’s words, far from it, but it was still hard to believe. The Divine One’s slumber, finally over… and on the very day she had come to Lythos?

What were the odds?

She glanced over to Lumera. To her surprise, the Divine Dragon Monarch was teary-eyed.

“Queen Lumera?” Ivy asked, concerned.

“Ah, forgive me,” Lumera lowered her head as she brought a hand to her face to wipe away the tears. “It’s just that… I had waited for so long, and now this day finally arrived.”

Seeing her like that, Ivy regretted she did not have a handkerchief in hand to give it to her.

“I understand,” Ivy said instead. “If you must weep, don’t let my presence stop you. Or perhaps I should take my leave.”

Not that she felt comfortable being in the castle on her lonesome. Wait outside the vault instead, perhaps.

“No, it’s fine, I would rather you stay,” Lumera turned towards her. “Though I think it’s time for both of us to leave this place. We must head over to Alear’s side.”

“Eh? Did you say ‘we’?” Ivy asked, surprised.

“Of course,” Lumera nodded, a small smile back on her face. “You were hoping to visit the Somniel, did you not?”

Ivy remained silent for a moment.

“… Yes, I did,” she admitted.

“I was going to grant you a visit regardless,” Lumera said. “Now then, let me open up a portal.”

She turned around to face the very center of the platform, before proceeding to raise an arm. As it happened, Ivy simply stood and watched.

I’ll see the Divine One, she thought. And he will be aware…

It took a full second before the reality of that thought sunk in.

“Wait!” Ivy suddenly called out.

Lumera stopped. Lowering her arm, she turned back.

“Can we first retrieve my wyvern?” Ivy then asked. “I would not want to leave her behind if I am to go elsewhere.”

“Ah, that’s right. Yes, we can do that first,” Lumera nodded in understanding.

With that, she walked past Ivy, before descending down the platform. The princess then brought her hands to her chest and gave a small sigh of relief.

This should give me some time… I hope.

She would then follow after Lumera.

--- 

The trip would prove to be as uneventful as the previous ones, as they made their way to the entry courtyard. At least, it was until Queen Lumera would suddenly come to a stop.

“Hm?”

She glanced upwards, as if again trying to look at the Somniel. This in turn made Ivy to stop as well.

“Is something the matter?” She asked.

“Alear has left the Somniel,” Lumera replied.

“He did?” Ivy also glanced over.

“Yes, he has descended to Lythos.”

“Perhaps he’s making his way here?” Ivy suggested.

“I’m sure that is indeed the case,” Lumera nodded.

She would then frown, however.

“Yet, he did not warp to the castle directly?”

She then shook her head.

“Well, it doesn’t matter. We’ll just have to meet halfway.”

With that, she glanced back down and resume her walk.

Waiting here is certainly not an option, Ivy thought before following suit.

They’d soon reach the courtyard. The crowd had long dispersed, though the place had not been emptied. The griffon knights had remained, still surrounding Ivy’s wyvern who was lying on the ground. The sight of her approaching rider would make her stand back up, though. The griffon knights for their part made bows of reverence to the approaching Lumera. The flight leader for her part would dismount instead.

“Your Majesty,” she’d finally bow once Lumera had stopped before her.

“I will be departing the castle momentarily,” Lumera told her. “An urgent matter has come up.”

“Understood. Shall we accompany you?” The flight leader asked.

“There’s no need,” Lumera shook her head. “I won’t be leaving far. That said, our visitor shall be coming with me.”

The griffon knights were surprised upon hearing that.

“Is that so, Your Majesty?” The flight leader asked, frowning. “Would it not be best then for us to go as well?”

“It’s fine, I trust there will be no problem,” the Queen reassured her.

The flight leader spared a brief glance to Ivy, who simply stared back stoically.

“Very well, Your Majesty,” she said in the end.

“Regardless, you did a fine job bringing her here,” Lumera said. “You’re dismissed.”

The flight leader made another bow before stepping aside. She would then signal her squadron before mounting back. They’d then all take off, their job done, as they left for a different area of the castle. With them gone, Lumera and Ivy closed the remaining distance until they reached the wyvern.

“My, such a well-groomed wyvern,” Lumera said. “What’s her name?”

“She doesn’t have one,” Ivy replied.

Lumera glanced at Ivy, slightly surprised.

“Really? Why not?”

“I never thought to,” Ivy admitted.

Lumera glanced back to the wyvern.

“I see. Well, we must be on our way.”

With that Lumera began to step away, stopping a fairly distance away. Ivy watched this with slight confusion.

What is she-?

But her thoughts would be interrupted when she saw Lumera’s body suddenly glow. A golden hue enveloping further. Ivy was quick to realize.

She’s going to transform!

Indeed, Lumera’s body began to change immediately after. Become larger, its shape changing. It was brief, but once it was done, a white dragon stood in her place. Ivy stood in awe.

So this is a Divine Dragon…

The dragon then turned, until it was staring down at Ivy. She couldn’t help but be taken aback. Despite knowing it was Queen Lumera, she was still intimidated by the large dragon before her.

“Follow me,” Lumera’s voice came from the dragon’s mouth.

Finally snapped back to attention, Ivy would finally mount back on her wyvern. Lumera would then spread her wings and take off the ground. Ivy’s wyvern would follow shortly after. They ascended and turned in the direction of the outer wall, until they had rose higher than it. Lumera would then fly off, in a south-bound direction. Ivy ordered her wyvern to follow, and off they went as well.

---

Ivy once again found herself flying over the land of Lythos. Except this time, it was at the side of Queen Lumera. It was strange, how things had reached this point. More so due to the very reason they were traveling. Despite her earlier hopes, Ivy found that the delay in their encounter with the Divine One had helped little to soothe her nerves.

I will meet the Divine One… I will meet the Divine One… she repeated in her thoughts, as if trying to convince herself it was no dream.

She may look composed on the outside, but on the inside her heart was racing. What for long was a distant dream she doubted it would ever come true, fate would come to prove her wrong, and now she was going to meet him face to face. If he had still been asleep perhaps it could’ve been more manageable, but now that he was awake…

At the very least, she could now understand what her father felt.

“We’re almost there,” Lumera’s voice would snap her out of her thoughts.

Ivy briefly glanced towards her. Even in her dragon form, a look of determination was evident on the Divine Dragon Monarch. Or perhaps it was the impression Ivy got in light of things. Regardless, Lumera’s words would soon prove to be true. Off in the horizon several figures would come into view, in one of the valleys nested between the rocky little hills spread all over the grasslands.

That is quite the big entourage, Ivy noted.

As they came closer, however, things started to look off. The figures did not seem to be moving in any direction, mostly keeping to the valley. In addition, what movement they had seemed to be all over the place, coming closer and away from each other, as if it was one big performance. Except, the sight of weapons drawn and magic coursing around indicated it was no such thing.

It’s a battle! Ivy quickly realized.

She was shocked. A battle, here in the Holy Land? But most importantly…

The Divine One is under attack!

“What? What’s the meaning of this!?” Ivy heard Lumera cry out.

Without warning, Lumera suddenly sped off, rushing over towards the unfolding battle.

“Faster,” Ivy quickly ordered her wyvern.

With a roar, the wyvern flapped her wings with more force, and she too gained speed. As they tried to catch up with Lumera, Ivy’s mind was in overdrive.

Who are they? Was I followed? How did they get past the outposts?

Nevertheless, she was quick to reach out for one of the saddlebags, extracting an Elfire Tome from within. Whoever they were, if they had dared to attack the Divine One…

It was then she saw one of the figures fall, fatally struck most likely. As soon it hit the floor, it’s body suddenly dissolved into black smoke and red sparks. Ivy’s eyes widened.

Corrupted? No, it can’t be!

Now more than ever Ivy desired to reach them and help out. However, she would not get her chance. They had come across the battle as it had been winding down, for the Divine One and his companions quickly defeated the remaining Corrupted. That would’ve been the end of it if not for more Corrupted to come into view, charging towards them. However, Lumera had finally reached them as well, and proceeded to fire a beam of blue energy from her mouth. In one fell swoop, she vaporized the approaching Corrupted. Such a sight once again had Ivy in awe at the Divine Dragon Monarch.

Once she had arrived to the scene, Ivy ordered her wyvern to land. Placing her tome back in its bag, she would proceed to dismount. She was quick to look around. Without the Corrupted, there were only four figures left. One was an old man, and two others a boy and a girl.

They must the Stewards of the Dragon, Ivy realized.

Then, the last one…

Ivy felt her heart skip a beat. There he was, in the flesh, at last. What illustrations she had seen had not done him justice, she felt.

He’s so… stunning, her mind was quick to say.

Despite Lumera’s impressive entrance to the scene, Ivy’s modest own did not go unnoticed. All four glanced in her direction, looks of surprise and confusion at this unknown presence. Seeing the Divine One stare back at her, Ivy poured all her willpower in remaining composed. She could not afford to falter, not now. To her fortune, the Divine One would be quickly distracted as Lumera’s body began to glow golden, making him glance at her again. In an inverse to what Ivy witnessed back at the castle courtyard, Lumera changed from dragon to human. She remained hovering in mid-air, though slowly descended; the golden hue lingering until her heels touched the grass. A smile would manifest on her face as she looked towards the Divine One.

“At last. You are awake,” Lumera said.

She then brought her hands to her chest and closed her eyes.

“What a joy it is to see you, Alear.”

The Divine One, Alear, stared at her, astonished.

“You’re…” he began, but then trailed off.

Lumera opened back her eyes.

“Yes, it’s me,” she nodded.

Then, without warning, she lunged… and enveloped him in a tight hug.

“I waited so long for this day!”

“Ah!”

Alear was taken aback by this sudden action, though Lumera’s grip on him prevented him from actually stepping back. At that moment they were not the Divine Dragon Monarch and the Divine One, but just a mother and her son.

“I came here as fast as I could,” she told him.

Lumera then let go of the hug.

“You’re not hurt, are you?” She asked, concerned, checking him all over.

“I’m… I’m fine,” Alear replied, still dumbfounded.

Lumera sighed in relief.

“I’m so glad to hear that,” she said.

As the two had their moment, Ivy found herself approached by the other three.

“Excuse me, Miss,” the old man began, “but who are you?”

“She’s a guest,” Lumera answered before Ivy could, turning back to face them. “We were in council when I sensed Alear’s awakening.”

“I see,” the man said, briefly glancing over to Lumera. “Then for she to have accompany you as well, it means she’s no ordinary woman.”

“That’s right,” Ivy nodded. “Allow me to introduce myself.”

Eyes were on her again, including those of the Divine One.

First impressions are important…

She took a deep breath.

“I am Ivy, Princess of Elusia.”

Expectedly, she saw the Divine One’s companions gasp in shock. He himself had a more subdued look of surprise, however. Ivy turned to face him specifically for the next part.

“It is a pleasure to stand before you, Divine One,” she joined her hands and made a slight bow.

“I see,” Alear said, before giving a small smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Princess Ivy.”

It was a good thing she had her head down, as Ivy felt her face heat up. The Divine One being pleased to see her; this day was just turning even more unbelievable by the second. Though as it was…

“What!?”

“The princess of Elusia, here?”

“That can’t be!”

He seemed to be the only one. Alear turned to them.

“Huh? Is it that surprising?” He asked them, confused. “I thought you said it was normal for royal families to come visit me.”

Ivy’s eyes widened slightly.

He doesn’t know?

Well, it was perhaps expected, considering Elusia’s adoption of the Fell Dragon faith happened after his slumber began. From the sound of it, it was a detail that had yet to be told to him.

“Um, well, you see, Divine One,” the older man said, “when it comes to the Kingdom of Elusia, it’s a different matter.”

“Yeah!” The girl added with a nod. “They don’t worship you, for starters.”

“They worship the Fell Dragon instead,” the boy finished.

Alear frowned.

“Is that true?” He turned to Ivy.

“I’m afraid it is,” the princess admitted.

“I see…” Alear went pensive.

Seeing him like that, Ivy felt her mood dampen.

I knew it would happen, but it was still too soon, she lamented.

It would certainly be disheartening if the Divine One’s opinion of her dropped because of it. Just then, Lumera stepped forward.

“Be as it may, her presence here is not a problem,” she said. “You can have my word on that.”

The boy and girl glanced at each other, still looking a bit unsure.

With things as they are now, there is little point in not clearing things up, Ivy thought.

“Truth be told, even being their princess it doesn’t mean I share all of my people’s opinions,” she said. “The subject of the Fell Dragon being among them.”

“Huh? An Elusian that doesn’t worship the Fell Dragon?” The boy asked, surprised.

“That sounds… hard to believe,” the girl was likewise skeptical.

The old man said nothing, but looked pensive nonetheless.

“Well, I believe her,” Alear suddenly said.

Ivy quickly glanced over to him, surprised but also relieved, her earlier worry gone having heard that.

“You do?” She asked.

Alear simply nodded.

At this the old man hummed.

“Well, if both Queen Lumera and the Divine One can vouch for her, then I see no reason to doubt myself. We will place our trust in your words as well.”

He then glanced over to the young pair.

“Isn’t that right, you two?”

The two glanced towards Ivy, before then back to him.

“I suppose that’s true.”

“Yes, sir. You’re right.”

The old man nodded in satisfaction, before turning back to Ivy.

“I apologize for our earlier behavior, Your Highness,”

He then placed a hand over his heart and made a small bow.

“I am Vander, thirty-second Steward of the Dragon.”

“I’m Framme!” The girl then said, before gesturing to the boy. “And this is my twin brother Clanne. Together we are-”

“The thirty-third Stewards of the Dragon!” They chorused in unison.

“It’s a pleasure,” Ivy nodded.

They look not much older than Hortensia, she noted, and they already hold such a high honor?

She had to admit, she was impressed… and a bit jealous.

“It’s good to see things turned out well in the end,” Lumera said with a smile. "Now then, let's head to the castle.”

She glanced to Alear.

"At long last, you will be coming home, my dear child."

Alear frowned.

"Home..."

Lumera tilted her head in confusion.

"Alear, what's wrong? Are you not excited?"

"If I may, Queen Lumera," Vander suddenly spoke, which made her turn to him. "Ever since he awoke, the Divine One's memory has been hazy."

"Oh my!" Lumera turned back to Alear, now looking distressed. "Is that true?"

"Y-yes," Alear replied. "I don't remember much of anything from before I woke up.”

He then hung his head.

“Including my own mother, it seems."

He has amnesia? Ivy was likewise surprised at the news, though said nothing.

To have been separated for a thousand years but finally reunite, only for one of them to no longer remember... that was quite tragic indeed.

Lumera sighed.

"I suppose I should've considered this could happen," she said. "We finally see each other again... and you can't even remember me."

"It's gonna be alright, Queen Lumera!" Framme suddenly exclaimed. "I'm sure the Divine One will remember in due time!"

"Yes, Framme's right," Clanne said. "This could be a temporary thing for all we know."

"I agree with them," Ivy added. "The two of you share a strong bond, as mother and child. Surely not even a thousand years can erode it away."

Alear glanced back up.

“That’s right,” he said. “Perhaps once we spend enough time together, I may remember. After all, we are family.”

Lumera was silent for a second, before slowly nodding.

“Yes… we are.”

A small smile returned to her face.

“Very well then. In the meantime, I can tell you about everything myself. Though regardless-”

She then gave Alear another hug.

“Memories or not, I’m glad that you’re back. Able to hear your sweet voice again, and gaze into your eyes once more. That is enough for me.”

“Mother…” Alear hugged her back.

As the two dragons hugged, Ivy and the stewards merely watched.

“It heartens me so to see them finally reunited,” Vander said.

“I still can’t believe it happened before our very own eyes,” Clanne said.

“I know!” Framme gave a wistful sigh. “It’s like something out of a dream.”

“No, it’s no dream,” Ivy shook her head before giving a small smile. “It’s real.”

After a few seconds, Lumera and Alear finally ended their hug.

“Now we must head for the castle,” she said before turning towards the others. “We have lingered here for too long.”

“You’re right, Queen Lumera,” Vander said. “There could be more of those strange men lurking about.”

“I hope not!” Framme exclaimed.

“Y-yeah, that was enough excitement for today,” Clanne agreed.

“Then we’re leaving right away,” Lumera declared.

She stepped away from them before her body glowed golden, turning back into her dragon form.

“Climb on my back,” she told them. “It will be faster this way.”

They did as told, save for Ivy who mounted back atop her wyvern instead. Once they were all aboard, Lumera would take off. The now group of six were soon flying away from the valley, towards Lythos Castle.

 

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 5 – Divine’s Return

Spoiler

The trip back would, fortunately, pass without incident. Throughout, Ivy dwelled on the events just moments prior.

Why were there Corrupted here? She wondered in disbelief.

The idea that their ilk would step on hallowed ground would’ve been inconceivable if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes. Most concerning, they had attacked the Divine One and his stewards. That couldn't be a coincidence... could it?

No, that can't be, he just woke up, Ivy reminded herself.

Nevertheless, their presence here was a sign things were already in motion, making the princess worry.

I can only pray I wasn't too late in coming here...

Soon, the castle would come back into view.

“Look, Divine One, that’s Lythos Castle!” Framme called out.

Snapped out of her thoughts, Ivy glanced over. Alear stare off with awe in his face.

“Lythos Castle… it’s beautiful,” he said.

“Yes, it’s quite magnificent,” Ivy nodded in agreement, glancing back front.

Even if it had only happened the better part of an hour ago, or perhaps because of it, the sight of the castle had not yet lost its appeal.

“I’m glad you two think so,” Lumera spoke out. “Alear, though you may not remember, nevertheless I’ve long wanted to bring you back here. To your home.”

“Home…” Alear repeated.

“Yes. Welcome Home, my child.”

Despite the sentiment, Alear did not looked as enthusiastic.

In any case, they would soon reach the castle, where Lumera and Ivy's wyvern would land back on the courtyard. Their passengers would disembark, and right afterwards Lumera would assume human form once again.

Their arrival did not come unnoticed. A small crowd had assembled, not unlike the last time. The earlier departure of their Queen must've piqued the people's interest.

Another welcome committee, I see, Ivy mused.

However, unlike the previous one, their gazes were not on her, or even Lumera. Instead, they were quick to fixate on Alear. They were looks of confusion and curiosity, but slowly realization was dawning on the crowd.

Then it happened.

“It's the Divine One!”

The cry came from a woman, staring in shock towards the group. Gasps were heard, and the crowd began to murmur. Lumera took a step forward.

“Yes, it is as you see,” she announced. “The Divine One, Alear, is once again among us!”

Immediately after, the crowd went wild.

“The Divine One, he's back!”

“Oh, what joyous day this is!”

“It is a miracle!”

“Bless be this day!”

“I can’t believe I’m seeing him, here, with my own eyes!”

Looks and clamors of happiness, awe, and adoration. Some even knelt and bowed. Yet, in spite of the merry atmosphere, there were exceptions. Despite the Divine One's presence, a few were staring in Ivy’s direction instead. Looks of disbelief at best, actual glares at worst. Evidently, there was some degree of disapproval that an Elusian would stand so close to the Divine One.

Regardless, through this Alear simply stared back at the adoring crowd, stunned.

“They're really... revering me,” he spoke in disbelief.

“Of course they are, you're the Divine One!” Framme exclaimed.

“The people of Lythos, nay, of almost all of Elyos have long waited for your return,” Vander said. “It is no surprise then that they'd be overjoyed to finally see it come pass.

“Just like we did!” Clanne added.

“Even Elusia would not consider this a trivial matter,” Ivy said. “Despite that it would not be as... jovial to them.”

“I understand, though it still feels very... unreal,” Alear frowned.

“Don’t worry, my child,” Lumera said. “It may take time, but you will get used to it. That said, we do have to cut this short.”

She then turned to face the crowd once again.

“I’m afraid there are important matters that must be tended to, so we have to take our leave.”

The crowd was visibly disappointed at the announcement, but nonetheless began to disperse. Even so, they left still in a jovial mood, blissful in the fact that the Divine One had finally returned from his long slumber.

“Now then,” Lumera turned back. “There is much to discus, but I’m afraid this place isn’t the most proper. Let us retreat into the castle.”

“Understood, Your Majesty,” Vander nodded. “We shall depart immediately.”

“Before we do that-”

Lumera turned to face Ivy.

“Ivy, would you want for your wyvern to be taken to the stables?” She asked. “It would be better than leaving her here.”

“I’d appreciate that, Queen Lumera,” Ivy replied.

“Excellent, then I shall have someone fetch for her. Let’s be on our way, then.”

With that, the group began to make their way towards the castle.

---

“It's been so long since we last were here,” Framme said as they walked through the castle hallways. “Isn't that right, Clanne?”

She turned towards her brother.

“Absolutely, Framme,” Clanne nodded.

“You don’t come here often?” Alear asked.

“Our duties as stewards means we seldom leave the Somniel, Divine One,” Vander explained.

“Yeah, it can be up to weeks between any trips to the surface,” Framme added.

“Really?” Alear was surprised. “So you don’t see your parents often?”

At this the mood of the twins faltered slightly.

“Yes, that’s true, Divine One…” Clanne trailed off.

“But! We do write them often,” Framme said.

“I see, that’s good at least,” Alear smiled.

“Well, since you are down here, it would not be a bad idea for you to pay your parents a visit,” Lumera said.

This shocked the twins, to the point they actually stopped walking, making the others do the same.

“Eh!?”

“Really, Queen Lumera!?”

“Yes,” Lumera nodded.

Despite so, they looked unsure.

“But, what about our duties as stewards?” Clanne asked.

“Yeah! We can’t leave the Divine One’s side!” Framme cried out.

“It’s alright, I don’t mind,” Alear said. “Don’t let me be the reason you can’t visit your parents.”

The two stared at him, before-

“Thank you, Divine One!” They both chorused in unison.

“Oh, I know! You should come with us!” Framme said.

“Yeah, I’m sure our parents would love to meet you, Divine One,” Clanne said.

“Oh, uh… sure,” Alear said, feeling a bit overwhelmed, but still sporting a smile.

“Alright!” The two cheered.

Though she had remained silent through the entire exchange, Ivy watched over with a small smile of her own.

Even without your memories you are kind and considerate, Divine One, she thought. I guess there was nothing to fear, then.

She could not feel any gladder to have the privilege to be here.

“Alright, settle down you two,” Vander said. “Do remember we still have important matters to deal with first.”

“He’s right,” Lumera said. “Maybe not today, but perhaps tomorrow you can go.”

“Okay, it’s a deal!” Framme nodded.

With that, they continued on their way.

---

Soon they reached their destination: the throne room. They walked all the way towards the base of the stairs before finally coming to a stop. Lumera turned to face the group.

“This should be a suitable place to discuss things,” she said. “Now, before we begin-”

Her gaze settled on the stewards.

“Vander. Clanne. Framme.”

Upon being mentioned, the three straightened out and stood at full attention.

“For the past thousand years you and your predecessors stood vigil over my son, until the day he would wake. For that, you have my eternal gratitude.”

“You are most kind, Your Majesty,” Vander placed a hand over his chest and bowed, his face solemn.

In contrast...

“Aw yeah, praised by Queen Lumera herself. Go us!” Framme punched the air.

“Ah, I'm feeling woozy. This is too much,” Clanne looked overwhelmed.

“You two sure are... very excitable,” Alear noted.

“It is to be expected, perhaps,” Ivy said. “In light of their age and the importance of their duty.”

“That shows the strength of their conviction,” Lumera said. “Which means I have little to fear as they continue to serve Alear as Stewards of the Dragon.”

“O-of course!” Clanne nodded.

“You can continue to leave the Divine One in our care, Queen Lumera,” Vander said.

“Yeah! You can count on us!” Framme added.

“I'm glad to hear that,” Lumera smiled. “Now, I believe there is one last person I must thank.”

Before any of them could ask what she meant, there was a sudden flash of light, and a young man was left in its wake. His sudden appearance elicited some gasps, especially since he had blue wisps in constant motion all around him, like an aura. In addition, he was actually floating, his feet not touching the ground as he bobbed up and down a foot off the floor. Lumera was unfazed with his sudden appearance, and while the others were more in awe or stunned, one in particular had a very different reaction.

It had taken one look at the young man for Ivy’s body to suddenly tense up, freezing in place. Inside her emotions raged, as a sense of dread was bubbling within.

Is that a… a… a…

Her mind was having a hard time piecing together a coherent thought. Still, she was able to process what her eyes were seeing. The sudden appearance, the ethereal glow, and the fact the young man was floating. There was only one conclusion the princess could draw from it.

Ghost!?

“AHHHHH!!!”

She couldn’t help it.

In any other circumstance, her fear would’ve led to her leaving the area as quickly as possible, in order to get away from the specter. However, her cry caused everyone, including the ‘ghost’, to look at her. It wouldn’t have mattered, but with the Divine One present, she was instead put on the spot.

“Princess Ivy, are you alright?” Alear asked, concerned.

She was quick to focus her gaze on him.

Focus on him, ignore the ghost. Focus on him, ignore the ghost.

“Ah, f-forgive me, Divine One,” Ivy said, trying to regain her composure. “I was… startled, that’s all.”

“Startled?” Framme rose an eyebrow. “More like spooked.”

“Framme! Stay your tongue!” Vander scolded her.

Ivy closed her eyes, fighting the urge to sigh in frustration.

Was I really the only one that averse to the apparition of the specter? She thought.

“Princes Ivy, was it?”

She opened back her eyes, to see it had been the apparition addressing her. She tensed up again, but managed to refrain from shouting again.

“I beg your pardon, Milady. I did not mean to frighten you with my sudden manifestation,” the young man said.

Hearing the apology did allow for Ivy to relax, if slightly.

“I… understand,” she managed to say.

Lumera turned to the specter.

“It’s good to see you haven’t change one bit,” she said.

The young man glanced over.

“Queen Lumera, it has been so long,” he said.

"Indeed it has," Lumera smiled. "A thousand years in fact, Emblem Marth."

Gasps were heard.

"Ah!" Clanne suddenly exclaimed. "It's you!"

He nodded.

"Of course, you emerged from the Divine One's ring before!"

If Lumera's address of the young man, Marth, as 'Emblem' hadn't spell it out yet, then the young steward's words would clinch it. None would be more shocked at this revelation than the Elusian princess, however.

He's one of the Emblems! Ivy's eyes were wide open, mouth slightly agape.

She was quick to glance at the Divine One, specifically to his hand. There it was, a ring wrapped around his finger. Whatever dread she was still feeling would quickly evaporate… only for embarrassment to take its place.

I mistook him for a ghost, Ivy thought as her cheeks went red. I made a fool of myself... in front of the Divine One, no less.

Still, it had made the Divine One to be concerned about her. Perhaps it could be a worthy trade-off.

She shook her head.

Now’s not the time to… dwell on such things.

Fortunately, everyone was now focused on the specter, or rather, Emblem Marth, to pay her any attention. So Ivy decided to follow suit.

“I thank you, Marth, for having aided my son,” Lumera said.

Shortly after, however, she frowned.

“Which brings us to the main point. I commend you all for supporting Alear, but it is the fact you got attacked that is cause for concern.”

The atmosphere in the room quickly plummeted.

“Just who were those creepy-looking guys?” Framme asked.

“Yeah, when we struck them down, they dissolved into nothing,” Clanned shuddered.

Alear frowned.

“I don’t like them,” he said. “The mere sight of them… I felt my blood run cold.”

A pained look briefly flashed on his face.

“It’s also concerning they were in the middle of the grasslands if they had such hostile intentions,” Vander said. “How could they be that deep into Lythos?”

“I agree,” Lumera said. “It is troubling to see the Corrupted in Lythos.”

“The Corrupted?” Alear asked, confused. “Who are they?”

“It’s not a matter of who, but rather what,” Lumera said, now looking stern. “They’re corpses, reanimated with evil power.”

Once again there were gasps.

“W-what!?” The twins cried out.

“So we were fighting the undead?” Alear asked.

Lumera nodded.

"They were used extensively by the Fell Dragon back in the war, as his main force."

"Which makes their presence here and now a worrying sign," Marth said.

"Wait, hold on!" Framme said, looking increasingly anxious. "Are you saying that the Fell Dragon is... back?"

Lumera simply nodded again.

"It can't be..." Vander trailed off.

"I see," Marth went pensive. "My awakening, as well that of Alear's... it can't just be a coincidence."

"I agree," Lumera said. "It must be the ripples of Sombron's own."

"But, how?" Clanne asked. "What about the seal?"

"I'm afraid that was my country's doing," Ivy admitted.

"Of course..." Framme muttered with a frown.

Whether it extended to her personally, Ivy wasn't sure.

“Be as it may, we must prepare for battle,” Lumera said.

“Fight against the Fell Dragon…” Alear shook his head. “I can’t begin to imagine that.”

“Don’t worry about it, Divine One, I know you can do it!” Clanne said.

“Yeah! You defeated him once,” Framme added. “Of course you can do it again!”

“I will gladly lend you my strength,” Marth said. “Just like a thousand years back.”

“As your stewards, we are ready and willing to assist you, Divine One,” Vander said.

“I would be honored to assist as well, if you allow me to,” Ivy said, joining her hands and bowing slightly.

“Everyone…” Alear looked at them for a moment, before smiling. “Thank you.”

“Excellent,” Lumera smiled. “Now, let’s have a practice battle. Alear, I know you already fought the Corrupted, but I would like to gauge your prowess personally.”

“I understand,” Alear nodded.

“Before we do that, however, there’s something I must show you first.”

Lumera then glanced to the others.

“We will regroup in the main garden. Be sure to bring everything you need. Is that clear?”

She received nods in reply.

“Good. Then we shall reconvene within the hour.”

With that, they began the trek out of the throne room.

Author's Note:

Spoiler

Is it believable that Ivy managed to not run away? It's easy to say that with Alear there it could be possible. Still... well, it's what I decided to go with. Wish I could say I thought that idea of her mistaking Marth for a ghost on my own, but I actually saw it in a fancomic (forgot where I found it, sorry), and thought it would be funny to include something similar.

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 6 – The Queen’s Trial (Part 1)

Spoiler

It didn't take long for Lumera, Alear, and Marth to break off from the group, heading off in a different direction from the others at an intersection.

That's the direction of the Ring Vault, Ivy noted.

In any case, now she was alone with the stewards, making their way through the castle. It was a silent affair, with Vander leading and the twins bringing up the rear, with Ivy in-between. This went on until Vander came to a sudden halt at another intersection, making the others follow suit.

“I shall fetch a horse for the upcoming battle,” he announced before then turning to fully face Ivy. “Is there anything you may need, Your Highness?”

“Perhaps a spare healing staff should suffice,” Ivy said. “I already brought most of what I would need with me, but I must return to my wyvern first to retrieve them.”

“Understood,” Vander nodded.

He then turned to the twins.

“I trust you two to escort her to the garden.”

“You can count on us, sir,” Clanne said.

Satisfied, the old steward gave one last bow towards the princess before excusing himself. They watched him leave until he was out of sight, turning around a corner.

They were now down to three.

Clanne stepped towards one of the remaining pathways, before turning back to Ivy.

“Come, Your Highness, the courtyard is this way,” he said.

Thus, they were on the march again. It did not take long before they were back outside. Outside an onlooker or two watching with curiosity, the wyvern had been left alone for the most part.

Ivy petted her upon coming near, before turning back to face the twins.

“I don't suppose it will be a problem to fly directly to the garden?” She asked.

“Eh? You want to take your wyvern as well, Your Highness?” Clanne asked, surprised.

Ivy nodded

“Yes, that is how I intend to fight,” she replied.

The twins briefly glanced at each other.

“Well, we can't really deny it if that's what you wish, but is that a good idea? “ Framme said, sounding a bit skeptical as she placed her hands on her hips. “Your wyvern doesn't look the type to get involved in a fight.”

“I assure you that is of no concern,” Ivy said. “Despite appearances, she is no stranger to battle.”

Framme hummed, then nodded.

“Alright then. Though if you intend to fly directly to the garden then one of us has to come with you to guide you.”

Though unneeded as she had been there already, Ivy nonetheless nodded.

“In that case, you should both come.”

“Won't that be a burden to the wyvern, Your Highness?” Clanne asked, concerned.

“She can carry all three of us, don't worry.”

“Oh, that's good to know,” the boy looked relieved.

Thus, the wyvern would take off shortly after, carrying her three passengers over the castle.

---

“… and that is why half the rings were entrusted to the four nations, while we keep the other half here,” Lumera said.

Having long reached the Ring Vault, she had just finished explaining its purpose to Alear.

“I see,” Alear said. “Although-”

He glanced down to the Ring of the Hero-King.

“Marth's ring was not placed here, wasn't it?”

Alear glanced back up.

“It was kept on my hand all this time.”

“That's correct,” Lumera nodded. “We built the pedestal for it, but it was decided to keep it with you as you slumbered.”

“Huh, why?”

Lumera smiled.

“You two went through so much together,” she replied. “I did not have the heart to keep you apart.”

“A decision I'm glad for,” Marth added. “Even if we Emblems, too, would enter a long slumber after using our power.”

“So, even they needed to rest for a thousand years. I wasn't the only one, then,” Alear mused. “And now they must reunite in order to stop Sombron once again, right?”

“Correct,” Lumera nodded, though then frowned. “Though considering the seal is capable of being breeched, I do wonder if we must reconsider the idea of sealing him again.”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly felt heavier.

“Mother…” Alear trailed off, unsure on what to say.

That’s how it was supposed to go, wasn’t it, he thought. But it failed, and that cost us greatly.

He felt glumly again, though at the same time-

Wait. In that case, why was he sealed instead?

“In any case, retrieving the rings must be done as soon as possible,” Lumera continued, before Alear could voice such thoughts. “Fortunately, gathering most of them should be no problem.”

“What may be a problem is getting Elusia's ring,” Marth pointed out.

“Yes, that is true.”

“Eh? Did Princess Ivy not brought it with her?” Alear asked, surprised.

Lumera shook her head.

“Unfortunately, there's no indication that she did. I trust she was unable to take it with her, but it does not change the fact that no doubt it is now in Sombron's hands. I ignore to what all he is capable in his current state, but I would not be surprised if he has already summoned the Emblem of Blazing to do his bidding.”

“Summoned?” Alear asked.

“Yes, you see…”

---

The wyvern landed in the middle of the castle garden, by one of the dragon statues. Ivy and the twins proceeded to dismount.

“Looks like they haven't arrived yet,” Framme noted, looking around.

“I guess we'll have to wait, then,” Clanne said as he did the same.

He then noticed Ivy in the process of removing one of the saddlebags from the wyvern.

“Ah, allow us, Your Highness.”

Between the three, the bags were taken to rest against the side of one of the benches. Once done, Ivy would take out her tome once again.

“Oh, that tome,” Clanne said as he glanced over to look at it. “It's more advanced than mine.”

He then took out his own Fire tome, before then alternating his gaze between them as if comparing them.

“Are you still a novice?” Ivy asked.

“Something like that,” Clanne replied, sounding a bit deflated. “My duties as a steward don't leave much time to practice my magic.”

“And that’s why I took to learning martial arts,” Framme said. “At least all the work helps me keep in shape if I can’t practice much.”

“Though your skills with staves are in the same boat as my magic, Framme,” Clanne reminded her.

“Well, that’s true,” Framme couldn’t avoid admitting with a sigh.

“I see. Tending to the Somniel must take a lot of work,” Ivy said.

Here she briefly glanced skywards, but the before mentioned place was not currently visible from the garden.

“You can say that again,” Framme nodded in agreement. “Especially when it's just us and Sir Vander.”

“Not to mention, the Somniel is just too isolated and protected to ever come under attack,” Clanne said. “So while learning to fight is part of a steward's duty, it's just not that high of a priority.”

“Yeah, since being attacked anywhere in Lythos would be inconceivable!” Framme added, before grimacing. “Well, until today, that is.”

She was quick to recover however, clenching her fists.

“Which is why we must not just pass Queen Lumera’s test, but also do so with flying colors!”

“Yes, that's right!” Clanne exclaimed. “We'll prove ourselves worthy of serving the Divine One in his mission!”

“Well said, you two.”

They all turned at the source of the sudden voice. It had come from Vander, coming over from the garden’s southern entrance. A horse followed closely behind, being led by the old steward. A healing staff was clutched in his remaining hand.

“We live in unprecedented times. For the first time ever the Stewards of the Dragon will serve the Divine One rather than simply tend to him. The battle at the grasslands was only the beginning. The focus of our duties will shift.”

At this point he had reached them, coming to a stop and letting go of the horse's reins.

“As such, I expect you to continue to give your all!”

The twins quickly straightened out, arms at their sides.

“Yes, sir!” They both chorused in unison.

With a satisfactory nod, Vander then turned to Ivy.

“Here's the staff you requested, Your Highness,” he said as he handed it over.

“Thank you,” Ivy nodded, freeing up a hand in order to take the staff.

After this, it would not take long for Lumera, Alear, and Marth to arrive, soon being seen emerging from the fountain area.

“Ah, good, you’re here,” Lumera said once they were within earshot.

Crossing the remaining distance, they would finally come to a stop before them.

“We can begin right away.”

“Eh?” Alear looked around, confused. “But I don’t see any soldiers.”

“That’s because they won’t be your opponents for this,” was the reply.

Lumera then closed her eyes as her hands were joined in prayer. For Alear, the gesture was puzzling, but everybody else instead held looks of understanding.

I see, Ivy thought. So we will instead fight against Fabrications.

There were sudden flashes of light behind the Divine Dragon Monarch, from which a figure materialized in each.

“Your opponents shall be they,” Lumera gestured behind her to the now small crowd that had showed up.

Alear looked at them and frowned.

“Who... are they?” He asked.

“They're Fabrications, Alear,” Marth replied.

“What? Fabricated?” Alear glanced at him, confused.

“Yes. Think of them as golems conjured through divine power.”

“They’re not like the Corrupted, are they?”

“Oh, heavens, no,” Lumera quickly shook her head, looking alarmed. “Fabrications are not reanimated flesh. We transfigure them out of raw material like stone or wood.”

Despite the explanation, Alear remained visibly unsure as he glanced back.

“I see. They're still a bit unsettling to watch, though.” He murmured.

Ivy hummed, as she too looked at the Fabrications.

He has a point, she noted.

Once past the novelty of finally seeing them in person, the princess had to admit there was something very uncanny about them. At first glance their white clothing and armor, combined with their uncovered faces revealing light blue hair and eyes to match those of Queen Lumera, inspired less fear to their presence. That said, their eyes glowed like those of a Corrupted, their faces showed blank expressions, and there wasn't much variety to their features, making them look more like identical dolls.

They look human… but aren't, she finished with a frown of her own.

Lumera sighed.

“Alear, I know all this must be overwhelming you,” she said. “But I'm afraid there is not much choice on the matter. The Corrupted you fought won’t be the last. Not until the Fell Dragon is defeated once again. For the sake of Elyos and all of us who live in it, you must not let your fears paralyze you when it matters most.”

Alear briefly glanced at the Fabrications again. He frowned again, but only for a moment as he then nodded.

“I understand,” Alear said, glancing back. “I'll try to not let it become a problem as we fight.”

Lumera smiled.

“That's the spirit,” she nodded. “Now, time to get in position.”

---

The group stood in formation, not far from where they had gathered originally. Ivy was back atop her wyvern, who was still grounded. Vander had likewise mounted the horse he had brought. Everyone had their weapons in hand, including Emblem Marth.

Across the opposite half of the garden from them were the Fabrications. They were more spread out and had already assumed battle-ready stances. Their expressions remained as stoic as ever as they gazed towards the group. For her part, Lumera had retreated back to the edge of the fountain area.

“Are you ready?” She called out.

At this the group also readied themselves.

“Begin!”

With that, both sides charged. Ivy quickly ordered her wyvern to take off the ground, however they did not rose high; rather remaining more like hovering just off the ground. The princess had taken notice that the Fabrications included a pair of archers in their ranks. It was clear why they were there.

She wasn't the only one hampered in mobility, however. The statues and bushes likewise served as obstacles for everybody else; though at the same time offered ample opportunities for cover.

“Quick, to the center!” Vander called out.

They were certainly not going let their opponents take advantage of them first. Regardless, the Fabrications had the same idea, but a few went further into the offensive by heading around the statues as well.

We will be surrounded at this point, Ivy thought.

Knowing it was time to act now, she readied a spell. With a quick look around her, she saw one of the Fabrications had begun crossing swords with Alear in the area between the statues, with the latter still outside the opening. Her target decided, she quickly aimed and released the spell. Striking true, the Fabrication was left wide open for a fatal blow from Alear. Unlike with the Corrupted, its body remained, not unlike a corpse.

As soon as it fell, the Divine One saw one of the archers was now in view, arrow at the ready and aimed towards him.

“Tsk,” Alear gritted his teeth as he braced himself, knowing it was too late to dodge or stop it.

However, in a sudden flash Marth materialized right next to the archer and slashed! Alear did not let the opportunity go to waste and rushed forward, downing the archer.

It wasn't long before they gained the upper hand. With one of the archers down and due the fact none of the Fabrications had mounts of their own, Ivy would quickly rush off. Remaining close to the ground, she flung magic then quickly put distance between herself and her targets. Despite breaking through to the other side, Alear and Marth remained by the opening between the statues. Framme did the same on the other side, with Clanne taking the space between them. As such, he remained secured while firing spells. Vander would soon follow Ivy's example of doing hit-and-run moves of his own, though with less success due to actually having to come up close with their opponents. Nevertheless it still proved effective as it either distracted them or drew them away from the center if they thought on giving chase. Once the remaining archer was dealt with, their victory became a foregone conclusion as Ivy would then quickly rise overheard. She would then rain down magic fire on any remaining Fabrication still standing, away from danger. It wasn't long before the last Fabrication fell.

“Alright, we did it!” Framme cheered as she punched the air.

With the battle over, the group would converge back. Vander and Ivy both dismounted as well. Whatever few injuries they had the misfortune to accrue were quickly put through both of Framme and Ivy's staves.

“Great job, everyone,” they heard Lumera said.

They all glanced back in the direction of the fountain, where the Divine Dragon Monarch had remained from her spot, beaming at them... and holding a sword in her hand. Her expression would then harden as she assumed a battle stance.

“But this isn't over yet.”

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 7 – The Queen’s Trial (Part 2)

Spoiler

With sudden flashes of light, the prone forms of the Fabrications disappeared, while at the same time more materialized around Lumera. This, naturally, had everyone stunned save for Marth.

“M-Mother, do you truly intend to fight us?” Alear asked.

“Even for a practice battle, I would not dare raise my weapon against you, Queen Lumera,” Vander said.

“Yeah! We wouldn't either!” Framme exclaimed before turning to Clanne. “Isn't that right, Clanne?”

“Right,” the young mage nodded in agreement.

Ivy said nothing, but she too was slightly perturbed at this development.

Does she truly intend to force her own son to fight her?

“I'm afraid you must,” Lumera's expression was unchanged. “If you can't match against my strength, then what hope you would have should the Fell Dragon recover his strength before the rings are gathered? We must be prepared for even the worst case scenario.”

“She is right, Alear,” Marth said. “In order to truly gauge your strength, there's no better opponent but her.”

Alear briefly glanced at the Emblem and back, and though he still looked unsure, he nonetheless nodded.

“Very well, I understand,” he said. “Even if it's against you, Mother, I won't hold back!”

Lumera smirked.

“That's what I wanted to hear, because I won't be either.”

She then raised her hand, showing a worn ring.

“Eh, an Emblem Ring!?” Clanne exclaimed.

“That's... the Ring of the Holy Knight, was it?” Alear asked. “Wait, did you took it before we left the vault?”

Lumera simply nodded in response.

“Yes, I thought it best to keep it a surprise,” she said. “Just like you, I'll be assisted by an old friend.”

Lumera then closed her eyes and began to pray. The ring in her hand began to glow, and she was soon bathed in light. From the ring then emerged a burst of light, from which a figure, a man, materialized from within. He did not arrived alone, for he was atop a horse. It glided off the ground as Marth did, though it still went through the motions of moving its legs as if it was actually trotting. They would come to a stop shortly after appearing.

“Greetings, I am Sigurd,” the Emblem said. “I look forward to test your mettle in battle.”

“Now, I believe you had enough time to rest,” Lumera said. “As soon as you're in position, we can begin.”

Taking it their cue, the group would comply by heading over to the opposite side of the garden just like before. Vander and Ivy did not bother with mounting back, instead leading their mounts while on foot.

“Sigurd, the Holy Knight,” Alear mused as he took a brief glance back. “He looks like he will be a formidable opponent.”

“In the hands of Lumera, he ought to be,” Marth said.

“Which means we must avoid a confrontation right away,” Ivy said. “Deal with her last, so we can overpower her with numbers.”

“That would mean taking out the Fabrications first,” Clanne pointed out. “Will she let us?”

“We can only hope her strategy is to hold back, at least at first,” Vander said. “Much as I loathe to turn my axe against her, it would put me at ease to delay that for a long as possible, at least.”

Alear frowned slightly, sharing the same sentiment as the old steward. Once they reached the end of the garden, the group quickly readied themselves once more. This far from her, they could not hear when Lumera called out to begin, but there was no need. The moment they saw the Fabrications rushing over, they knew.

“Queen Lumera isn't advancing!” Framme noticed.

“Then let's stay put and whittle down their numbers while we can!” Vander called out.

Thus, they spread out, quickly aiming for the nearest bushes while bracing themselves. Though the Fabrication's numbers were the same as before, their composition was different. There was now cavalry within their ranks, which were the first to reach them. An archer was still present, which once more forced Ivy to fly low. Soon the rest of them had catch up, and it would quickly prove things weren't as easy as the previous match.

“Tsk, they're using our previous tactics against us,” Alear grunted, after deflecting the passing lance from one of the horsemen.

It was becoming clear that fighting Fabrications was not like fighting Corrupted.

“Alear, it's time for us to Engage!” Marth called out.

“Right!” Alear turned to face the Emblem, and nodded.

He then closed his eyes and began to focus, as he clenched his ring fist and lifted his forearm upright. Visible streams of energy began to swirl around him shortly after, as his body was lifted off the ground. Marth would then disappear, as the light around Alear intensified, before culminating in a bright flash as he felt the energy course into him.

“Ah! Look!” Framme exclaimed.

“It’s just like last time!” Clanne noted.

When the light dissipated, it revealed Alear had changed. Still floating off the ground, his clothes were different, and the blue half of his hair was now a lighter shade.

Now, Alear, use my weapon! The voice of Marth shouted in his mind.

Alear nodded again as he lifted his sword. The weapon was suddenly engulfed in a flash of light, only to be replaced with a different one: A rapier. The moment the horseman came for another pass, Alear went straight to thrust the rapier into one of the exposed areas not covered by the armor. The Fabrication fell from its horse as a result, and did not get back up.

“Alright, go Divine One!” Framme cheered.

So, this is the power of Engaging, Ivy thought, staring in awe at what she saw.

This stupor, however, wasn't to last. There were still enemies to beat. Regardless, things seemed to have tilted once again to the group's favor.

--- 

Lumera had yet to move from her position, simply observing the battle unfolding like the previous one.

“Alear is relearning quickly,” Sigurd noted, remaining at her side as well.

“Yes,” Lumera said. “There’s still a noticeable difference, but it’s good to know his long slumber didn’t dull his ability completely.”

“Then, shall we finally join?” Sigurd asked as he glanced towards her.

Lumera returned the glance and simply nodded, before turning back as she rose her ring hand…

---

“Hyaa!” Framme kicked the archer in the gut, knocking it down to the ground.

It didn’t stood back up.

“Alright, who’s next!?” She punched her hand, glancing around.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared before her. It had moved to quickly, it was almost as it had warped in. It was none other than Queen Lumera herself, riding atop a horse. Her clothes had changed, as did her hair color and the sword she was using. In spite of its speed, the horse had no problem coming to a sudden stop and turning around to the queen was facing the girl.

“Ah! Queen Lumera? What-?”

“Always be prepared for surprises on the battlefield,” Lumera said as she readied her sword as if she was to joust with it.

The horse then dashed forward, as the sword began to glow, energy manifesting around it. Lumera then thrusted forward, as a large blue beam was fired from the tip of the sword… and straight towards Framme! However, she wouldn’t be the only one in the beam’s trajectory, as Vander and Alear had the misfortune of currently being in its path as well. All three were sent flying by the force of impact, with Vander also thrown off his horse, as Clanne and Ivy could only shockingly watch.

“AHHHHH!!!”

A close examination, however, would’ve shown it hadn’t been exactly the beam that knocked them over. At least, not it alone. With blinding speed, Lumera had moved to the other end of the beam’s reach. In any case, all unfortunate victims would soon land back on the ground.

“Ah! Framme!” Clanne quickly hurried over to his sister’s side.

Or at least tried to, but one of the remaining Fabrications still standing soon blocked his path. The boy was not deterred, however, firing a spell at it without stopping. Ivy likewise flew over, healing staff at the ready, which she first used on Alear. As the magic did its work, he quickly got back on his feet, if still floating.

“Thanks,” he said before glancing over.

Lumera had turned back to face them. She did not seem ready to strike again, simply watching at them with a stoic expression.

So, Mother decided to act at last, Alear thought. And by Engaging immediately after.

She waited until you did it first, Marth replied. We cannot maintain this form for long, after all.

I see, Alear frowned, so we must finish this quickly.

He turned back to Ivy.

“Help the others,” he ordered. “I’ll keep her busy.”

He barely saw the princess nodding before turning back and rushing over to Lumera, sword at the ready. The Divine Dragon Monarch also readied herself, making the horse turn slightly to better position herself. However, just before arriving Alear ducked and stabbed the horse. It whinnied out, before disappearing in a flash of light. With a small cry, Lumera fell off, but quickly recovered as Alear prepared another strike. Their swords clashed.

For her part, Ivy had taken to the air. With the archer gone, she once again could take to the safety of the skies. Meanwhile, the rest of the group was still recovering from Lumera’s attack. She quickly spotted Clanne helping his sister back on her feet. Vander, staggering but already back up, was already applying a vulnerary on himself and his horse. The remaining Fabrications were quick to take advantage of this, but Ivy was quick to rain down fire on them, buying her companions the needed time to jump back into the fray.

Through all this, Alear and Lumera continued their duel. Powered by the Emblems, their figures moved swiftly, seemingly dancing around each other. Their weapons clashed with each contact, neither side gaining the advantage.

“Gah,” Alear gritted his teeth as he was forced to lean back.

“Is this really all you have, my child?” Lumera asked. “Your long slumber has truly rusted you.”

Alear felt his frustration rising, before managing to push back, sending Lumera back slightly.

“That may be so, but I will complete this challenge, Mother.”

“Good,” Lumera nodded. “Even if the odds seem dire, fight to overcome them!”

She then lunged, and their swords clashed again.

Elsewhere, the last of the Fabrications had been felled. Relatively safe again, the group gathered up.

“That should be all of them,” Vander observed. “Only Queen Lumera is left.”

They glanced over, as mother and son still fought.

“We have to do something!” Framme exclaimed.

“But what can we do?” Clanne said. “Queen Lumera is much more powerful than all of us combined! And she’s using an Emblem to boot!”

“Yes, only the Divine One can defeat her,” Ivy said.

“There must be something we can to help him,” Vander frowned. “The Divine One needs us!”

“Yeah, perhaps together we can make a difference!” Framme agreed.

“Surely even Queen Lumera can’t focus on all of us at the same time,” Ivy mused.

“But what if she uses that beam again?” Clanne asked, worried.

“Then we simply avoid giving her more than one target,” Vander replied. “It seems to only be able to fire straight ahead.”

“Attacking from different directions should do the job,” Ivy said.

“An all-out assault against Queen Lumera…” Framme closed her eyes, then shook her head. “I mean no disrespect to Her Majesty, but we must do this.”

Her eyes open back up, a fiery determination to them, as she then clenched her fists.

“For the Divine One.”

“Yes, for the Divine One,” Clanne nodded.

Vander and Ivy did the same.

“For the Divine One!”

By this point Alear was feeling tired. He was amazed he was able to keep up with Lumera’s assault, but it seems he was finally reaching his limit. To make matters worse-

Alear, our time Engaged is nearing its limit, Marth warned him.

No, Alear was in disbelief. We will lose at this rate. There must be something we can do.

The same way she unleashed Sigurd’s power, we must do the same, Marth brought up. But, we need an opening, and she hasn’t allowed us any.

“Tsk,” Alear couldn’t help but feel helpless.

He couldn’t allow himself to fail. Everyone were counting on him. The looming danger the Fell Dragon posed still lied ahead of this.

“Haaaaa!”

The sudden yell made both of them turn to the side, just in time to see Vander rushing over, axe drawn.

“Queen Lumera, forgive me!” He called out before swinging.

The old steward, however, gave her ample warning. Lumera quickly pushed Alear away, before turning to parry the axe with her sword. Vander simply grunted as he galloped away. However, shortly after a barrage of fireballs began to bombard her from above, courtesy of Ivy. However, as the fire hit her, she barely seemed fazed by it. This allowed her to once again parry Alear, who had tried using this chance to strike.

What? The magic is barely affecting her! Alear could only look in surprise.

He once again got pushed back, as Lumera then dodged the sudden appearance of Framme, who quickly withdrew as nearby Clanne now fired magic at her. Though, as with Ivy’s, she just shrugged it off.

It’s the sword, Marth explained. Sigurd’s holy blade, Tyrfing.

I see, so it offers some protection against magic, Alear realized.

Not that its for naught, Marth pointed out.

Indeed, right now Lumera was under siege, as everyone relentlessly attacked. She was forced mostly to the defensive, but even so was able to fight back. Their numbers, however, meant she couldn’t capitalize on any successful attack. She’d be back on the defensive as either Framme or Ivy would quickly patch up whoever got injured.

Everyone… Alear stared amazed.

They’re distracting her, allowing us an opening, Marth observed. Alear, now’s our chance!

Right! Alear nodded.

He readied his sword, as he watched. The situation didn’t seem to change at first, but then, as Framme managed to land a punch on Lumera, staggering her-

Now!

Alear rose his sword, as energy began to coalescence at the tip of its blade. Once it ended, he then rushed forward, before unleashing a flurry of attacks!

“AHHH!!!”

Lumera was helpless to dodge or parry it. Alear continued his attack, before finishing it off with a horizontal swing that unleashed an energy wave that hit the Divine Dragon Monarch in full, sending Lumera flying backwards. Alear lowered his sword, and shortly, a flash of light enveloped him. Once it dissipated, his hair and clothes were back to normal. He gently landed on the ground, as Marth materialized once again next to him.

Meanwhile, Lumera hit the ground, and slid for a while across the grass before coming to a stop. Everyone stood still, watching, all as they made themselves the same question:

Had they won?

The answer would present itself. Lumera was enveloped with a flash of light of her own, as she too returned to normal. She looked pained, eyes closed but still conscious. After a few seconds, it was clear she was not making any effort to stand back up. That image said it all.

It was over. They had won.

Author's Note:

Spoiler

Personally, I'm not fully satisfied with the whole fight sequence, counting the first part as well. Discounting the lull between the two, it's the longest fighting sequence I've ever written yet, and overall I've written so few of them. So I feel I just don't have much practice overall. Still, I hope I did a good enough job with it.

As a side note, as it may have been noticed on the chapter itself, I am going to tweak the way Emblems and Engaging work for the story. Overall it's basically free from the limitations of the gameplay, as it were.

Edited December 31, 2023 by Acacia Sgt

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 8 – Somniel Tour

Spoiler

“Queen Lumera!”

“Your Majesty!”

“Mother!”

The group wasted no time, rushing over to her side. Lumera, for her part, slowly rose to a sitting position, looking pained as she fought to keep herself from falling again. A flash of light set-off next to her, from which the form of Emblem Sigurd materialized again. He looked a bit troubled, looking down at her.

“Lumera, you-” Sigurd began.

“L-later,” she suddenly said through gritted teeth.

Sigurd frowned, but then nodded in compliance. The group arrived shortly after, and Framme and Ivy wasted no time using their staffs. Lumera winced slightly, but then relaxed as the magic did its work.

“Mother, here,” Alear said, offering a hand.

Lumera wordlessly took it, and she slowly stood back up.

“Are you alright?” He then asked, concerned.

“I’m alright, Alear,” Lumera smiled. “Nothing it couldn’t be patched up with healing staves.”

She then turned towards Framme and Ivy.

“You have my thanks.”

“You don’t need to thank us, Queen Lumera. It was us who injured you to begin with!” Framme exclaimed, looking rattled.

“Y-yeah! Even if it was a training exercise,” Clanne was equally shaken.

“An exercise which you excelled enough at,” Lumera said. “After all, you bested Sigurd and me.”

“But it was the Divine One who did it,” Framme pointed out.

“Nevertheless, without your help, he could not have found the opening to strike me down. Seeing you work together throughout the trial, it makes me glad to see how quickly you are improving as a team,” Lumera beamed at them.

“We are truly thankful for such praise, Your Majesty,” Vander placed a hand over his chest and bowed.

“Though it still wasn’t an easy feat,” Alear frowned. “I could feel it. Your power while Engaged… it was vastly superior to mine.”

“That’s because of the bond that she and Sigurd share,” Marth replied.

“She did called him an old friend,” Ivy said.

“That is correct,” Sigurd nodded. “Even with my thousand years of slumber, our bond, forged throughout the war against Sombron, has endured the passage of time we were apart.”

“A bond between Emblem and wielder, once forged, can hardly ever be broken,” Marth added.

“I see,” Alear nodded in understanding, before glancing to Marth. “But then, what about us?”

“Unfortunately, with your memory loss our own bond is currently strained,” Marth replied. “If you were to regain your memories, it would restore itself back to how it used to be. In the meantime, however, it will have to regain its strength anew.”

Alear couldn’t help but feel a bit dejected upon hearing that.

“Worry not, my child.” Lumera was quick to say. “One way or another, your bond with Marth will shine as brightly as it once did. As will ours. Now then-”

She turned around, towards where her sword remained lying on the ground. Walking over, she picked it up, before coming back to the group.

“Alear, I would like you to have this,” she said, presenting the sword forward.

“Eh? Your sword?” Alear was confused at the gesture.

“Yes,” Lumera nodded. “Consider it a gift, from your victory today.”

Alear took the sword, before proceeding to inspect it closely.

“It’s called Libération,” Lumera explained. “An ancient blade that only us Divine Dragons can use. It served me well during the war, and I hope it will do the same to you.”

“I see,” Alear turned back to her and nodded. “Thank you. I’ll prove myself worthy of the blade, I promise.”

He then glanced down, to his already occupied scabbard, and frowned. Looking back to Lumera, it was only dawning on him that she did not have one of her own.

“Um…”

“You won’t be needing a sheath,” Lumera said. “The sword, as others of its kind, is special. It is attuned to our essence and can become part of it, able to be drawn out when needed.”

“Oh, that sounds handy,” Clanne said.

“To do so, just focus,” Lumera explained. “Let your essence reach out and pull the sword in.”

“Reach out…” Alear hummed and focused his gaze on the sword.

For a second, nothing happened. Then suddenly, the sword was enveloped in a flash of light, before disappearing. As this happened, Lumera and Sigurd exchanged brief glances, and even Marth narrowed his gaze. Still, everyone else looked in awe at the display.

“You did it, Divine One,” Vander said in amazement.

“Amazing! Wish I could put away my staff like that,” Framme said.

“Oh,” even Alear himself was astonished at the result.

He then looked down at himself, as if trying to sense the sword now within him

“The reverse is done in the same way,” Lumera continued. “You only need to focus within yourself, and will the sword out.”

“It’s not dissimilar to how you called forth my rapier,” Marth added.

“I see,” Alear glanced back up and nodded. “I understand.”

“Now then, after everything that has happened today, I’m sure we all deserve some rest,” Lumera then announced. “There’s still some time before supper, so you’re free until then.”

“Oh, thank you, Your Majesty,” Vander gave a small bow.

Lumera then turned to Alear.

“Is there something you would like to do, Alear?” She asked.

Alear hummed, going pensive.

“Well, I’m still curious about the Somniel. We left it not long after I woke up, so I couldn’t see much.”

“Oh, so you would like it to see the rest of it?” Lumera asked.

Alear nodded. Now it was Lumera who went pensive.

“A stroll around the Somniel…” she mused.

She then smiled and nodded, before clasping her hands together.

“That sounds lovely! Yes, I will show you around the Somniel, Alear.”

She then turned to Ivy.

“You’re welcome to join us, if you wish,” she told her.

“Eh? Me?” Ivy was taken aback. “Would that be okay?”

I thought she would want time for just the two of them, she thought.

Despite the princess’ doubt, Lumera simply nodded.

“It’s fine. You also wanted to visit the Somniel, did you not? What better time than now?”

Ivy had to admit that was true. Even if the Divine One was no longer there, it did not diminished her desire to visit. Likewise, the opportunity was right there, so why not take it.

“Very well. If you are fine with it, then how can I refuse?” She answered.

“Excellent,” Lumera said. “Once I send word to have your bedchambers prepared for the night, we can depart.”

“Oh, there’s no need to do that, Queen Lumera,” Clanne said.

“Yeah, leave that to us!” Framme said. “We’ll have them ready by the time you return.”

“I’ll be sure to supervise them,” Vander said.

“Very well, I’ll leave it in your hands,” Lumera nodded.

“Come on, Clanne, let’s go!” Framme exclaimed.

With that, they both rushed over where Ivy’s belongings had been left at. Picking the bags up, they were then quick to leave the garden, doing so through the fountain area.

“I’ll be making a detour to the stables first,” Vander then announced, before turning towards Ivy. “I can bring your wyvern as well, Your Highness, if that’s alright.”

“Please, go ahead,” Ivy nodded.

The old steward then bowed, before directing both horse and wyvern out of the garden as well. With that, only the royals and Emblems remained.

“Let’s be on our way as well,” Lumera said.

She then joined her hands, and began to concentrate. Energy began to swirl around them, accompanied by blue flames-like apparitions, though they did not burn or even felt hot. Then, with a flash of light, they were gone.

---

The first thing Ivy saw when the light faded was that they now stood in what looked to be a large plaza or courtyard. It was circular in shape; with the center slightly elevated from the rest by a few steps, where another vortex of swirling energy and blue flames lied atop, this one seemingly a more permanent fixture. Beyond it was a large manor-like structure, built not too dissimilar in style as Lythos castle.

“Welcome, to the Somniel,” Lumera announced.

Ivy stared in awe. Once more, what was once thought of a dream was made reality. Here she was, standing on the holy Somniel. The first Elusian to do so in centuries. It certainly made her think.

Had things been different, would this have been just another visit?

She also felt a strange energy. It permeated all around her, that it was almost overwhelming. Yet, at the same time, it felt soothing, friendly even. It was as if the Somniel itself welcomed her presence. Next to her, Alear was equally amazed, though the reason differed.

“So it’s true,” he said. “We can really just warp here.”

“Ah, did the stewards already told you?” Lumera asked.

“Yes,” Alear nodded. “That only a Divine Dragon can access the Somniel, as well bring others to it.”

“That’s correct,” Lumera said. “Even within Lythos, the Somniel is special, and that’s just but one example of it. As a result, there’s probably no safer place in Elyos than here.”

“I see. So that’s why I was placed here for my slumber,” Alear realized.

“It had to be a big boon during the war,” Ivy said.

“Indeed it was,” Lumera said. “The only safe haven we had from the Fell Dragon.”

“Even at the height of his power, Sombron could never breach the barrier protecting the Somniel,” Sigurd said.

“Perhaps if he had managed to gather all Emblems, it could’ve been a different story,” Marth added. “However, whether that would’ve been his use of our power, it’s hard to tell.”

“Indeed. Even to this day why he wanted to use the Emblems’ power remains a mystery,” Lumera frowned.

“Even in Elusia, the ulterior motivations of the Fell Dragon have been the subject of debate for centuries,” Ivy said. “If he ever told anyone, they took the secret to the grave.”

Would Veyle know? She then wondered.

If anyone could give an answer, short of Sombron himself, it was probably her.

“It must’ve have been something big, or very important to him, if he wanted to use the Emblems that badly,” Alear mused.

“Regardless of what it is, he will no doubt resort to extreme measures once more, so he must be stopped,” Lumera said. “The death and destruction he subjected Elyos… it must not happen again.”

She then shook her head.

“But enough about Sombron. We are here to enjoy ourselves. So let’s be on our way. There’s a lot to cover for just one afternoon.”

With that, they began to walk, leaving the plaza through one of the openings, away from the main building. Thus, for the next couple of hours they strolled about as Lumera explained about, with the Emblems also pitching in for the place has seemingly changed little in the past thousand years. As it were, there were a couple highlights, starting with-

“A well?” Alear looked, stunned.

Indeed, by the side of the main building and behind the stables, in an enclosed grassy area, circled by a hedge and trees, was a well. It was on a circular stone platform at the very center.

“But, we are high in the sky,” he continued. “How…?”

“I had read about it, but it always puzzled me,” Ivy was equally astonished. “Is there really groundwater here?”

Not that ‘ground’ water sounded proper when, as pointed out, they were high in the air. For her part, seeing their confused faces made Lumera give a small giggle.

“Yes, it is an unusual sight, isn’t it?” She said, amused. “But yes, the Somniel indeed has a water reservoir, right below us.”

“How?” Alear could only ask. “Don’t tell me it’s actually brought all the way up here, Mother.”

“Oh, it’s nothing of the sort,” Lumera shook her head. “While some supplies do have to be sent up here, water isn’t one of them. Instead, it comes from the clouds.”

“The clouds?”

“Yes, the Somniel draws in the passing clouds, which are then condensed back to liquid form,” Marth explained.

“That’s amazing,” Alear said, impressed. “The Somniel can do that?”

“If we Divine Dragons will it,” Lumera replied.

“Would not that limit the amount of rainfall that Lythos receives?” Ivy pointed out.

“It does,” Lumera admitted. “However, since for the past thousand years only the stewards have been the Somniel’s permanent residents, then it’s not often the reservoir needs to be refilled.”

“That’s a relief,” Alear said.

Lumera then turned, putting her back to the well.

“Let’s continue, shall we.”

With that, they were on the move again. Soon they were descending by one of the edges, with only a wall separating them from the open expanse. A cave entrance eventually became visible, leading to a grotto. Inside was a lake.

“So that’s the reservoir,” Alear stared at the water, amazed.

The grotto did not look like it stretched back to the main area of the Somniel, but that did not discard the possibility the water extended further through underwater tunnels, or that the back wall simply did not reached the bottom.

Just then, a sudden cry was heard. A whine, not dissimilar to a dog's.

“Ah, good, he’s here,” Lumera exclaimed, suddenly mirthful.

She was quick to walk further in, making the rest follow. They reached an alcove on the wall, which housed a single stone pedestal. Standing atop was a creature.

“Huh? What is this animal?” Alear asked.

“It's some kind of... dog?” Ivy frowned, unable to recognize what it was.

Its body was small and roundish in frame, with a head that seemed a bit oversized in proportion and a tail that split into three; or perhaps it was actually three separate tails. The creature's fur was mostly white, but it was blue instead at the paws, the top of the head, and the tails. A red scarf was tied around its neck. It looked like a vague cross between dog and cat at first glance, but it was clear it was neither. Or at least, of any recognizable breed. Lumera moved closer and began to stroke the creature's head.

“You wanted to meet Alear, didn’t you?” she spoke to it. “Isn’t it nice that he has finally awoken?”

The creature let out a happy whine.

“Well, now this isn’t something you see every day,” Sigurd said, amused.

“Indeed,” Marth agreed, also sporting a smile.

Alear and Ivy, however, were at a loss for words.

“Uh, Mother?” Alear called out.

Lumera finally stopped her petting and turned to face them.

“Ah, right, let me introduce you. Everyone, this is Sommie,” she gestured towards the creature.

“Sommie?” Alear frowned.

The creature, or Sommie, whined as if in affirmation.

“That’s how I called him, long ago,” Lumera said. “You can say it’s a childhood friend of mine.”

“Wait, childhood friend? So this Sommie is also long-lived?” Ivy asked, surprised.

“That’s right,” Lumera nodded. “But even I don’t know for how he has been alive. He just showed up one day, here at the Somniel. It’s possible he may have been here since time immemorial. We always believed he could be a guardian spirit of sorts to the Somniel.”

This left them all stunned, though the Emblems recovered faster. Sigurd hummed, before turning to Marth.

“Marth,” Sigurd began. “Do you think that-?”

“Yes,” Marth nodded. “This Sommie must’ve been the presence we always felt back then, but couldn’t identify what it was.”

“You didn’t know about him?” Ivy asked, surprised.

“I’m afraid when the war began, Sommie began showing up less and less,” Lumera said. “By the time we summoned the Emblems, he had stopped appearing altogether. I long thought I would never see him again, until recently. Vander informed me he had suddenly appeared. I don’t know what caused him to finally come back, but perhaps he sensed Alear’s impending awakening.”

She then smiled and nodded.

“Yes, that must be it. Right, Sommie?”

Another happy whine came from Sommie.

“I see,” Alear said, before smiling. “Well, I do hope I won’t have to compete now for your attention, Mother.”

This elicited a few chuckles from the Emblems, and even Ivy couldn’t help but join in with a subdued one.

“Oh, Alear, that’s not something you’ll ever have to concern yourself about,” Lumera said, though she too was amused nonetheless. “You’re always going to be more important to me.”

It was sudden, but for a brief second her smile seemed to falter.

“In any case, I’m sure you two will get along just fine, just as we did,” she quickly continued. “Now then, let’s continue.”

Suddenly, Sommie made a bark-like sound before jumping off the pedestal. It walked slightly towards the other exit of the grotto before turning around. Waggling its tails, Sommie glanced back at them expectedly.

“It seems he wants to come with us,” Sigurd noted.

“Well, the more the merrier,” Lumera nodded. “Lead the way, Sommie!”

Sommie barked happily, before turning again and running off. The group promptly followed, out of the grotto and back towards the main area of the Somniel. Eventually the trek led them back to the plaza, from which they finally went into the main building. They were greeted with a large room that was a combination of a dining hall and a lounge. Ivy was stunned at the sight.

“This place… it must’ve been quite bustling once,” she commented.

A mere glance could already tell the room could house dozens, if not close to a hundred, people at a time.

“It used to be, yes,” Lumera said, her voice a bit wistful. “People from all corners of Elyos, be them dragon or human; all would gather here at the Somniel. A place to make contact easier and strengthen the ties between us. The Somniel was outfitted with many facilities for such purpose.”

“I guess that explains the large pool we saw earlier,” Alear mused.

“It’s a shame the war had to bring that to an end,” Sigurd said.

“Indeed. I wish we could’ve seen it with our own eyes,” Marth said.

Ivy hummed, pensive.

A time when Elusia could stand alongside the rest of Elyos, she thought. Yes, to have been there… it must’ve been a sight to behold.

“I’m afraid using the Somniel as Alear’s resting place did prevent from resuming the practice,” Lumera said, dejected. “But even so, I’m afraid on my lonesome it would have been a logistical impossibility.”

“Still, it would be nice if it could continue,” Alear said. “Once the Fell Dragon is dealt with, we can find a way to make it possible again. Bring Elyos back closer with each other once more. All of us; even Elusia.”

This made Ivy glance at him, surprised.

“You would that for us?” She asked. “Despite that we rejected you for the Fell Dragon?”

“Yes,” Alear nodded. “I can’t claim to know what drove Elusia to his side, but I’m sure it’s still not too late to reach out to them. You are here, after all.”

He’s right, Ivy thought. Perhaps it is indeed time to bring change to Elusia. No matter how difficult it could be. I know I can do it, with the Divine One watching over me.

“Very well,” she placed a hand over her heart. “If we are still worthy of salvation, then I pledge to do all I can do to make it a reality.”

Lumera smiled as she watched the scene unfold.

Oh, Ivy old friend, if only you could see this, she thought. Perhaps it was fate she was named after you.

It wasn’t long before they were on the move again, this time exploring the rest of the building. Soon they were in a room housing pedestals not unlike those of the Ring Vault.

“This is the Ring Chamber,” Lumera explained. “During the war, we used this place to keep the rings safe from Sombron when not in use.”

The pedestals were, indeed, twelve in total, arrange in a semicircle. There was an additional pedestal at the very center of the chamber as well.

“In light of the circumstances, we cannot leave anything to chance. I’ll be moving the rings up here this very night.”

“Does that mean we won’t be making use of them to fight?” Alear asked.

“Only if we must,” Lumera replied. “The war did saw the rings switching hands several times. It would be best to avoid a repeat of that.”

“All the better for us,” Marth said. “Being under the Fell Dragon’s power was-”

Here he closed his eyes, looking pained.

“Not a pleasant experience, to say the least,” his eyes opened back up.

“So it happened to you, Marth?” Alear asked, surprised.

The Emblem simply nodded.

“I am thankful I avoided such fate,” Sigurd added. “But it was an ever present fear to deal with.”

“Which is why we must rescue Lyn as soon as possible,” Marth said. “None of us should go through that ever again.”

“Agreed,” Sigurd nodded.

Hearing that, Ivy couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt.

I should’ve tried to take the ring with me, she thought.

She shook her head.

It’s too late for laments. I can only hope Emblem Lyn can forgive me.

Likely saved for last, the final place they visited was the terrace housing the bed-like altar which, until today, housed the Divine One.

“I know this place is secure,” Alear began, glancing all around him. “But it is weird that I slept all this time more or less outside.”

“I thought it could help in making you wake up sooner,” Lumera replied. “And it is much better than keeping you inside a room for long. At least this way you can still receive sunlight and fresh air.”

“Was letting the royal families come here to pray also part of that?”

“Well, part of it, yes,” Lumera admitted. “Once the people of Elyos learned of your victory, they had been quick in idolizing you. They were quick to flock Lythos, wishing to see you; pray to you. I knew I could not stop their wishes without repercussions, but at the same time, I wanted to keep you safe as you recovered. So that was the compromised reached.”

“A wise decision,” Ivy said.

“Between they and the stewards it would be a small enough number of people, but enough that perhaps their voices could reach out to you,” Lumera finished.

“But that wasn't the only stimuli, isn't it,” Sigurd said as he glanced towards the piano also in the terrace.

“Ah, indeed,” Lumera also turned, smiling. “If that wasn't enough, perhaps some music could do the trick.”

“Well, Alear did always liked your music, Lumera,” Marth smiled.

“I did?” Alear asked, surprised.

“Yes, you always listened intently whenever I played,” Lumera turned to him. “Perhaps I can do so again, for old time’s sake. Although-”

She glanced towards the sky. It had begun to gain an orange-tint, indicating nightfall wasn’t far.

“I’m afraid it will have to be in another time. We must return to the castle.”

She then turned back to them, specifically to Ivy.

“I hope you enjoyed this visit to the Somniel.”

“Certainly,” Ivy nodded. “It was an honor to be here.”

Although a part of her regretted she couldn’t pray to the Divine One as countless others did, she smiled nonetheless, for she instead got something perhaps even better: To be one of the first to see him finally awake.

Lumera then knelt down before Sommie.

“It was nice seeing you again, but I’m afraid we must take our leave,” she told him.

The little creature lowered its head and gave a sad-sounding whine.

“Oh, don’t worry,” Lumera stroke its fur again. “Now that I know you’re back, I’ll be sure to come here more often. As will Alear and the others.”

Sommie seemed to cheer up by her words, for it a happy bark soon followed. Lumera then stood up.

“Let’s head back,” she told the others.

Author's Note:

Spoiler

The Somniel doesn't have a lot told about it in the game proper. As such, I decided to flesh it out a bit. Of course, it'd be too much to cover, though any further stuff won't be as loaded to a single chapter. Anyway...

Gonna be honest. I don't like the Fell Xenologue. Might be getting way ahead here but I'll say it now: Don't expect it in this story. That well is an ordinary well, and that's that. Well, maybe I could use a thing or two there, but like, actual travel to a different world? Not with the FX story at least, that's for sure.

[Acacia Sgt]

Chapter 9 – Night

 

Spoiler

In the waters between Lythos and Firene a fleet of ships were currently southwest-bound, towards the latter’s shores. Their sails proudly displayed the crest of Elusia. Mages worked around the clock, conjuring the gales propelling the ships forward. Soon their shift would end, to be relieved to give them time to rest, before returning to the job.

Inside her cabin, Zephia enjoyed a cup of tea. A knock was then heard on her door.

“Come on in,” she said without glancing at the door, as she simply lifted the cup to her lips.

The door opened up and a man entered the room.

“Lady Zephia,” the man bowed. “I hope you’re having a pleasant evening.”

“Get to the point, Nelucce,” Zephia said with a frown, a bit irritated.

“Ah, Milady, I came to inform you that the shore is finally in view,” the man, Nelucce, said.

At this Zephia smiled.

“That’s good to hear.”

At the speed we’re moving, we’ll get there by nightfall, she thought.

“Is that all?” She then asked, actually glancing over to the man.

“Oh, no, Milady, I have more,” he replied. “We intercepted a pegasus.”

At this the mage dragon frowned again, though now intrigued.

“A pegasus, you say? Where was it heading?”

“Westwards towards Firene, just like us.”

Zephia’s frown deepened.

That means it must be coming from Lythos, she realized.

“Anything worthwhile you found?” She asked.

“Yes, she carried a message on her person,” Nelucce said. “It bore the seal of Queen Lumera.”

At this Zephia’s eyes widened, actually surprised.

“A message from the queen?”

She went pensive for a moment, the nodded.

“I must see this message. Take me to her,” she ordered.

“At once, Milady,” Nelucce bowed.

With that, the two left the cabin, soon reaching the deck. A small crowd of soldiers had gathered, some with their weapons drawn. At the very center was the pegasus knight. She was kneeling, with her hands tied behind her back. She had been stripped of her armor, and looked drenched. Her mount was nowhere to be seen. All signs pointed it had been shot out of the sky, then she was retrieved from the water. She defiantly glared at her captors, as they looked down at her with condescending and leering stares.

At the approaching Zephia, the crowd parted. A man approached her.

“Here, Lady Zephia,” he said as he presented a rolled up scroll.

It still had its seal intact. Zephia tore it open, unrolled the scroll, and began to read. She first frowned, then her expression quickly turned to actual shock.

What is the meaning of this!?

Her eyes quickly went back to the kneeling prisoner.

“You! How did Queen Lumera came to know this!?” She demanded.

“As if I would tell you if I knew, Elusian dog!” The knight spat.

Zephia frowned again, but said nothing. It was probably true she was simply the messenger.

“I’ll be back at my cabin, do not disturb me until we’ve touched land,” she simply said to the soldiers around her.

“What shall we do with the prisoner, Lady Zephia?” Nelucce asked.

“Do as you wish.”

With that, she turned around and went back inside. Once in her cabin she sat back down, ignoring the long cooled down remnants of her tea. Instead, she was in deep in thought, as anger boiled inside of her.

How did that wretched Lumera learned we brought back Lord Sombron already!? Did she sensed it, somehow, or-

Zephia scowled.

We have a traitor in our midst.

---

Night had fallen over Lythos. After a hearty supper, everyone retreated to their assigned bedchambers. Lumera and Alear currently stood in the latter’s.

“It must be strange to think you won’t be sleeping at the Somniel anymore,” Lumera mused.

“I guess,” Alear said. “About that, Mother, what is going to happen to the visits of the royal families?”

“I suppose we’ll have to replace it with something else,” Lumera said. “Unless you want them to still visit you while you sleep.”

She then giggled, though Alear did not seem to share the sentiment.

“That would be a bit awkward,” he said. “It’s already strange to think they worship me.”

“Well, you did saved all of Elyos, Alear,” Lumera pointed out. “Considering how close to ruin we were, even now the people will be grateful for that.”

“I understand that,” Alear said.

He then frowned.

“But right now it feels like I’m praised for something someone else did. I wouldn’t know how to act the part of a deity, either.”

He then sighed, looking dejected.

“Surely I’ll end up disappointing a lot of people.”

“Oh, Alear,” Lumera placed a hand on his shoulder. “It’s true people will have expectations about you, but you don’t need to change who you are to fulfill them. In a way, it is a boon you are so revered, since it means they have to accommodate to you instead.”

Alear pensive.

“I didn’t thought of it that way,” he admitted.

“Regardless, it is nice to see you care about others,” Lumera added. “Just, don’t forget to also care about yourself.”

“Yes, Mother, I won’t forget that,” Alear said.

“Good,” Lumera nodded. “Now then, I’ll let you rest now. Goodnight, Alear.”

“Goodnight, Mother.”

With that, Lumera left the bedchamber, leaving Alear alone with his thoughts.

---

Over at her own bedchamber, Ivy sat before the vanity, brushing her hair. She had already changed into a pink nightgown, which she had brought with her in her belongings. Thoughts filled the princess’ mind, mostly of the course of today’s events. She had done it. She warned the Divine Monarch Monarch, saw and met the Divine One.

Now what?

I’ve come this far, Ivy thought. I pledged to support the Divine One on his mission. I know the Fell Dragon must be stopped. And yet-

She paused her brushing, merely staring at her own reflection.

Am I really going to do this? Oppose Elusia? Oppose my father?

Ivy was no fool. She knew that the Divine One will encounter opposition from Elusia, as it would become a race on who gathers the rings first. If it came down to it, would she join the fight against her countrymen, or even family?

She sighed.

I need some fresh air.

Standing up, she made for the door.

---

Atop the north wall of the castle, overlooking the sea, were the two lookouts of the current shift. Both observed the water with their spyglass, directed in different directions. This went on for a while, until-

“Ship!” The one gazing northwest cried out.

His comrade was quick to shift his gaze to match. Indeed, in the distance there was a ship, sailing eastwards.

“Is it Firenese?” The second man asked.

“It’s too dark to see properly,” the first man reported.

The second man frowned. The ship had no flag, and even their sails seemed blank. They watched the ship as it continued its course, until-

“It stopped,” the first man noted, surprised.

Indeed, the ship slowed down until it moved no more, ending almost straight ahead from their position.

“Must be anchoring for the night,” the second man guessed.

“They’re so close, why didn’t they come here instead?” The first man wondered.

“That is strange,” the second man’s gaze narrowed.

No activity seemed to come from the ship. That they could see, anyway. Both men finally turned away, lowering their spyglasses.

“They can’t be from Firene or Brodia, else they would’ve come here,” the second man continued.

“Pirates?” The first man asked.

“They’re still too close,” the second man shook his head. “They should know we can see them from this distance.”

He went pensive.

“Unless they’re trying to shorten their distance towards Solm, or even Elusia, they had to have approached on purpose.”

“Then what do we do?”

The second man gazed back towards the ship for a moment.

“I’ll go report on this, you keep watching. In case something else arises.”

“Yes, sir!” The first man saluted.

With that, the second man walked away, as the first brought back up his spyglass. So fixated he was on the ship, he failed to notice a group of figures, hovering just over the water, that were fast approaching also from the northwest. These ones, unlike the ship, were heading straight towards the castle.

---

Queen Lumera walked through the castle hallways. She had not retired to her own bedchamber after leaving Alear’s. Instead, she had a different destination in mind. Deeper and deeper she went into the bowels of the building. Soon she reached a hallway with a large door at the end. The door itself bore Lythos’ crest, emblazoned in gold. Upon reaching it, Lumera placed a hand over the door. The crest began to glow, afterwards the door opened on its own. Thus, she proceeded inside.

Inside was a large chamber filled with artifacts of all kinds, most of them being weapons; all placed atop racks, shelves, or pedestals. The chamber had no torches, but it was still well illuminated. The reason being at the very center. A large obelisk-shaped crystal stood, glowing a bright light blue, yet not blinding to anyone looking at it directly. Lumera walked over towards the crystal, where a pedestal stood just before it. A sword was held atop, adorned in black and gold, with a triangular blade.

Lumera took the blade, and held it close as she eyed it. She frowned.

To think I would hold this sword again…

There was a flash of light, and Emblem Sigurd materialized.

“Lumera, are you sure this is a good idea?” He asked. “Your condition-”

“It’s fine, Sigurd,” Lumera interrupted him, still looking at the sword. “I may be weaker, but I can still transform and use the sword just fine.”

There was another flash, and the sword disappeared. She then turned to face Sigurd.

“I can still help my dear Alear, even in this state.”

Sigurd frowned, not fully convinced.

“That is a big risk you’re taking, Lumera,” he said.

He then sighed.

“But I suppose nothing can be done for now. Especially since it would mean Alear learning the truth.”

Lumera’s expression saddened.

“I will admit it pains me to do this to him,” she glanced away slightly. “Even more so that part of me hopes his memories may never return. But-“

Her face hardened again as she glanced back.

“He doesn’t need to carry that burden once again. As his mother, I won’t allow for that. This is a way for him to begin anew; free from the shackles of the past. I would not dare shatter that new life he will forge.”

“I understand, but he should still know the truth,” Sigurd said.

“When the time comes, I will tell him,” Lumera replied. “But not now. Not when we still need to vanquish Sombron. Afterwards, perhaps.”

“And should he recover his memories on his own before then?” Sigurd pointed out.

Lumera’s expression faltered, but quickly recovered.

“Then we shall deal accordingly. Now then, we must move the rings to the Somniel.”

With a nod, Sigurd disappeared in a flash of light, as Lumera made her way out of the chamber.

---

Ivy walked through the hallways. Being so late already, they were devoid of any fellow soul. Not even that of guards.

I suppose it really must not be necessary, the princess thought.

Lythos was so peaceful; it only needed to keep watch of its own shores it seems. Though the appearance of the Corrupted was a concern now.

If they keep showing up, they could draw the soldiers away from their posts, Ivy realized.

She suddenly stopped.

Was this their plan all along? Let the Corrupted distract and weaken the other countries enough, before striking?

It certainly made sense in her mind. Queen Lumera would probably already deduce something like that too, but telling her first thing in the morning would not hurt, just in case. She then resumed her walk, trying to reach the garden again, or at least a balcony or terrace. Just when she was rounding up a corner-

“Oh!”

Ivy found herself almost face to face with a girl; both stopping in time before a collision happened. The girl was clad in clerical garb, with a staff clutched in her hands.

Was there some late Mass I was not aware of? Ivy wondered.

“Oh, um, e-excuse me, Your Highness,” the girl said with unease in her voice.

With a quick bow, she hurried past Ivy. The princess watched her leave for a moment, and frowned.

Is she just shy, or does she-

Ivy shook her head, and then simply resumed walking. It wasn’t long before she found someone else at an intersection, and of all people, had to be-

“Oh, Princess Ivy,” Alear said, surprised.

The Divine One himself. Ivy blushed slightly. Now she regretted not having changed to something more proper for her night stroll. On the other hand, a quick glance told her that he too was dressed in nightclothes.

“Divine One,” she nodded in acknowledgement.

“You couldn’t sleep, either?” Alear asked.

“Something like that,” she replied. “A lot transpired today, after all.”

“Yeah, I can understand that.”

A small pause ensued.

“So, uh, where you heading somewhere in specific?” He then asked.

“Not really, as long it was outside,” Ivy replied.

“I think I actually passed by a balcony,” Alear glanced briefly at the hallway he emerged from. “We could go there.”

“We?” Ivy was surprised.

“Only if you wish,” Alear was quick to say. “But it would be better than just wandering aimlessly.”

“N-no, I don’t mind,” Ivy shook her head, though a light blush appeared on her face. “It would be an honor to have your company, Divine One.”

“An honor, yes…”

Alear looked pensive for a moment, before shaking his head and smiling.

“Well, let’s go, then.”

With that, the two resumed their walk, now together heading in the same direction.

---

The group of figures soon reached the cliffs of Lythos’ northern shoreline. They were pegasi, carrying both riders and passengers. They hugged the cliffs as they continued east, before finally finding a gap leading inland. They followed this canyon until finally ascending once the castle was right above them. There was no outer wall in this part, nor windows or other places overlooking the area. They landed between the castle wall and the edge of the canyon.

One of the passengers dismounted, before reaching for the saddlebag of the mount, extracting what looked to be a stone slab from within. It had a symbol carved onto it, which glowed faintly red. The man looked nervous holding it, and so did just about everyone around him.

“Careful now, don’t let that thing drop!” One of them called out, a woman clad in armor.

“Y-yes, ma’am,” the soldier said.

Carefully, he walked over towards the wall itself, before gently placing the slab to rest against it. He would quickly scurried back and mount back.

“There, it’s in place,” the woman said, giving a satisfied nod. “Now we wait for Lady Veyle’s signal.”

---

Lumera reached the bridge leading to the Ring Vault. Calmly walking across, the Divine Dragon Monarch went inside.

She suddenly stopped. There was someone already inside. They had their back to her and wore a hooded cloak. Lumera quickly assumed a fighting posture, as the sword she took from the other vault materialized in her hand.

“Who are you!?” She demanded of the figure.

The figure turned around. Their face was still partially obscured, but it was clear now that they were a girl. Lumera frowned.

What is this feeling? She thought.

There was a sudden sense of… unease, suddenly permeating the room. The girl, for her part, suddenly smiled. An eerie looking smile, it actually send a small sense of dread on Lumera.

I hadn’t felt this since-

She gasped.

“You’re a Fell Dragon!” Lumera cried out. “You’re Veyle, aren’t you?”

“So, word has reached you,” the girl, Veyle, said. “Seems you’re not as closed off to the world as I was told. Then you must know why I am here too.”

It was then that Lumera finally noticed that none of the pedestal sigils were glowing, indicating the rings had been removed.

“You won’t take away the Emblem Rings!” Lumera declared.

“Am I not?” Veyle extracted a magic tome from within her cloak. “We’ll see about that.”

---

Alear and Ivy were at the balcony the former had mentioned. A cool breeze and starry night greeted them. Despite so, Ivy found herself far from relaxing. If anything, it only made her even more anxious.

I’m alone, with the Divine One, Ivy was thinking.

It was hard to ignore that he had more or less invited her here. She shook her head, as her face tinted red.

Don’t misinterpret things. This is no midnight tryst.

Which only served to make her face even redder.

What am I even thinking!?

“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” Alear suddenly said. “The stars.”

Snapped back to attention, Ivy glanced at him. Alear had his hands resting on the guardrail as he glanced upwards, making the princess do the same.

“They… certainly are,” Ivy agreed, face still a bit red.

“I bet this was also how the night sky looked a thousand years ago,” Alear then said.

Ivy went pensive, thankful the conversation was going somewhere else.

“Well, I’m no astronomer, but I’m sure that’s the case.”

“If it is, then I’m glad,” Alear smiled.

“Huh?” Ivy looked back down at him, tilting her head in confusion.

“Since it means it’s something that would still be familiar to me,” Alear replied as he returned the gaze. “Or at least, it would if I had my memories.”

“I see,” Ivy spared a brief glance back up.

Alear’s smile faltered as he too glanced back up.

“But even if I did, so many things would have changed regardless,” Alear continued. “Even a thousand years must be long for a dragon, I think.”

Ivy frowned. That was true. She knew her own country was proof of that.

“I suppose for some things change is indeed inevitable,” she said.

“Surely I have changed, too,” Alear said. “I can’t possibly be acting as I did back then.”

A small silence ensued.

“Well, even if you have, that doesn’t mean it’s bad,” Ivy said at last. “And to tell the truth, from how you were described to be, it doesn’t look that you have changed too much.”

“Oh? Is that true?” Alear glanced back down, surprised.

“Well, one day might not be enough time to say for sure,” Ivy returned the gaze. “But at least so far that’s what I think.”

“I see,” Alear smiled. “That is reassuring to hear.”

He nodded.

“Thank you, Princess.”

“Ah, it’s nothing,” Ivy shifted her gaze away, unable to contain another blush.

---

The pegasi group continued waiting. They did so mostly in silence, though the armor-clad woman was focused in the sky overhead. As if waiting for something to happen. Which, eventually, it did. A sudden streak of light suddenly appeared, emerging from behind the castle and around the corner. It was black and purplish in color, and it glowed enough to be seen clearly against the night sky. The light headed in an upwards direction and it did not last long, barely more than a second. Few from the group managed to catch a glimpse of it, but it did not mattered. The woman did, and that was enough.

“The signal!” She called out.

This got everyone at attention, turning towards her.

“Alright, everyone, we act now!”

A few cheers followed. The pegasi took off, and they retreated into the canyon. Save for one, which remained hovering barely above the rim. The passenger, an archer, prepared his bow and arrow. Taking aim, he fired. As soon as the arrow released, the rider quickly had the pegasi join the rest below. The arrow swiftly hit its target, which was the slab. The force was enough to crack the stone. The sigil began to glow brighter, as the cracks expanded, with the glow also seeping into them.

Then it exploded.