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he said looking at me. Damn! I couldn't imagine a thirteen year old boy stepping into a war. And how on earth could a nine year old ascend the throne? He was given a sword, instead of toys and books. I felt sad for that little boy, who had lost his childhood. I had the sudden urge to know his past, but I was too afraid to ask. Angry Nicholas isn't someone I want to summon. "You are the reason I've spared Elysian, always remember that" he said reminding me of how I was nothing but a peace offering between the two kingdoms. There goes my mood, I thought.

The tugging sensation begins again, growing more and more intense as I continue to hold on, as the feeling intensifies I close my eyes and let it take me where it will. Splat! I make the mistake of gasping for breath and the taste of both mud and excrement fill my mouth. Spitting, I stand up noticing in the journey that I have dropped the pendant. Taking a look around, I wonder if this is where the heir has been hidden all this time. Reaching down I pick up the pendant and wipe it off on my cloak. I barely have time to do this before the sensation of tugging once more overwhelms me and the world blurs away. *************************************************************************************

I sit up, slapping Flavius on the thigh, "Now come on, get up." Flavius jumps from my sudden attack, rubbing his leg as he sits up. A smile playfully tugs at the end of my lips. I jump from the bed, stretching my body out. Flavius turns himself onto his back and stares up at the ceiling before pulling himself from the bed. I grab two brown satchels that sit against one of the many bookshelves carved into the cave wall of my room, tossing one of the bags to Flavius. "The Horde of Fates is located in the far north. The journey will be fairly long, so pack well," I tell him.

Here is also anyone who has talent when it comes to art and wisdom in history, as well as the Element of water, usually the two of you are connected. And Time, which is one of the four pillars of the world, is for those who are stained with blue blood, including the apprentices and servants in the temple of the Gods and Goddesses, their chosen ones are also here like Anahita's Grace . In the symbol of Time there are three circles, the first circle is made of copper, the middle one is gold, the bottom one is made of diamond. "Hey! Wait!" I shouted to Toshi as I struggled to follow him with the amount I was carrying. why is it that these books I borrowed from the library do not fit in my bag?

He was gentle with me, way more than Ellie, so he is like a father to me, but Ellie always fought with him when she saw him being gentle with me, saying that if father discovered this he would be pissed, that I needed to train and not to be spoiled. My book of destiny is blood-red with golden details, black pages with the letters in white and the title is my name, "Evie", like every other book of destiny. It's the story of a cold-hearted crown prince called Davey Hadassah with a dark past and the sweet-hearted Grand Duke's daughter called Lexie White with a lovely family and a good childhood. A differential thing about my book of destiny and the books of destiny' of other Immortals, it's the

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Finding a quiet place to sit, I watch the sunset as I reflect on the council meeting and the fairies. The screeching and howling gets louder as the sunset stretches the shadows of the buildings towards the approaching enemy. How I wish the Halfling were here with me now. I’d have put him in the front lines and watched him get killed. After that, the pack would mourn their so-called Beta, and the pure-breed, Prince Valark, would take the throne. But as luck would have it, I’m with a group of pure-breeds that might die defending a town. I suppose I should be grateful. Things could be a lot worse than they are now.

**This book is a prequel to the Guardians Trilogy. However, while it starts before the first book in the Trilogy and can be read as a stand alone, it will span the timeframe of both Books 1 and 2. This book will contain spoilers and references discussed in the other books. It is recommended that you first read Book 1, The Broken Warrior’s Daughter, and Book 2, Alpha’s Guardian Angel before reading this book.

“One out of three.” Fuck. I let my eyes skim over the first page and go through the basic introduction to the content of the book. My love for anything on paper kicks in soon enough and I let myself get drawn into the pages. The book provides information starting from the beginning of a certain year and goes on detailing the events that took place in that year and the next ten before beginning the next chapter. I read of powerless Kings and magical queens. Political upheavals and the line of Ashryn the Great.

"This holds the origins of Eclisia, the prophecy, and the tale of the pendant." Hesitating for a moment, I reached out and touched the tome. It felt warm, pulsating with an energy that seemed to resonate with my very being. Richard's voice echoed in my mind, *"We're ready. Together."* Taking a deep breath, I opened the book. Images, sounds, and emotions washed over me. Scenes of a world long forgotten, of love and betrayal, power and sacrifice, played out. Lysandra narrated, "Centuries ago, Eclisia was a realm where time itself danced to the whims of its inhabitants. But with great power came great envy."