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Chapter 7: The Summer Court oath... |
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King Jorron sat down. He was tired, but he knew what he must do.
"Messengers,"he yelled, "spread word of Scorponis and Azaron wreaking havoc to Sikaron!"
King Jorron survied the crowd, messengers had departed to spread word of war to the other towns and villages of Sikaron |
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Digging into the drawers of his mind, Jorron began plotting and planning a plan of action to take against the evil foes. He summoned his best knights to his war room for a discussion on war.
Azaron had to be stopped, Scorponis had to be slain, and Sikaron must return to peace again! |
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Hurokol, Graynar, and Boldan stood silently as king Jorron and his knights left the court yard. Graynar did not like king Jorron very much. The King was very invasive, and did not reply to the three friends. Graynar clenched his hand into a fist; "That ingorant old man! He has no respect for us! He said nothing as he departed, he said nothing of thanks for the message we have given him. The man does not deserve to be king of the Capital city!" said Graynar, pacing the ground.
"Well he's not the kindest man, but he does know what he is doing." said Boldan patting Graynar on the shoulder.
"Just you two boys wait," said Hurokol, "That 'old man' will have sought out a massive army to defeat Scorponis and Azaron by the time you can say Lecastal."
"Lecastal." replied Graynar smugly.
But the smug grin was severed off his face when king Jorron stepped out of the war room.
Behind him was Renovin, the king of the sky Elves of Tridale. |
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