The Prophecy: The Journey to Victory (Book 2 of The Fairy Princess Series)

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On one sunny day after all the battles at the palace as peace was upon the fairy kingdom, Amara, Gabriel and their friends Lyra and Drakon were sitting in the gardens basking in the sun talking among themself about the peace that was surrounding them, when a messenger all of a sudden showed up brought them a letter. Gabriel thanked him and took the letter. Amara recognized the symbol and was already alert for what the letter would say. “What is it saying?” Lyra inquired, with a frown, Gabriel glanced up and sighed, “The council is requesting our presence.”

Amara knew that they don’t request the presence of any beings if it is not important. “When do they want to see us?” Amara asked knowing that might be immediately. Gabriel looked at her and said, “Tomorrow morning,” with a nod of the head Amara stood up and said, “Well then we should go make plans to travel to the council tomorrow morning.”

Gabriel nodded and stood up as well. “What could they want from us?” Lyra asked with a worried look on her face. Gabriel put his hand on her shoulder and said, “We don’t know until we get there but we’ll figure it out together.” Drakon stood up and stretched, “Well then let’s go get some rest. We have a big day ahead of us.” With that they all went their separate ways, preparing for the unknown that awaited them.

The next morning, the group arrived at the council chambers, their hearts beating fast with anticipation. They were led into a large, ominous room, the walls adorned with ancient tapestries and torches flickering in the dim light. Seated at a long, polished table were the council members, their stern faces revealing nothing of their intentions.

Amara, Gabriel, Lyra, and Drakon took their places before the table, trying to maintain their composure as they waited for the council to speak. After what felt like an eternity, the eldest council member cleared his throat and addressed them.

“Beings of the fairy kingdom,” he began, his voice deep and grave. “We have called you here today because we are concerned about the recent activity in our realm. Reports of unrest, strange occurrences, and dark creatures have been filtering in from all corners of the kingdom.”

Amara felt a chill run down her spine as she listened to the council member’s words. This was not the peaceful kingdom they had grown accustomed to. “What kind of unrest are we dealing with?” she asked cautiously.

The elder council member sighed heavily before answering, “Reports of dark creatures roaming the forests, preying on innocent beings. Some even speak of a powerful being that has risen from the shadows, intent on causing chaos and destruction.”

Gabriel leaned forward, his eyes narrowed with determination. “Who or what could be behind this?” he asked, his voice low and intense.

The council members exchanged glances, their faces grim. “We do not know for certain,” the eldest replied. “But we suspect it may be the work of an enemy from long ago, one who has been waiting for an opportunity to strike.”

Amara’s heart sank at the thought of facing an ancient enemy. “What can we do to help?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

The council members exchanged glances again before the eldest spoke. “We believe that the only way to stop this is to find the source of the unrest and put an end to it. We are asking you, as our most trusted allies, to journey deep into the heart of the forest and investigate these reports.”

Amara felt a surge of determination. “We will do our best,” she promised, her voice steady.

“The forest is vast and dangerous,” the elder council member cautioned. “You will need to be prepared for anything.”

Amara nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “We will gather our allies and prepare for the journey,” she assured them. “We won’t rest until we have found the source of this unrest and put an end to it.”

The council members exchanged knowing glances before the eldest spoke once more. “Very well. We trust that you will not fail us. You are dismissed. May the wind be at your backs.” With that, the council members rose from their seats and filed out of the chamber, leaving the four friends alone in the dimly lit room.

As they made their way out of the council chambers, Amara couldn’t shake the feeling that they were walking into a trap. She had never been one to shy away from danger, but this felt different. This felt like they were walking into the mouth of a beast.

Gabriel sensed her unease and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “We’ll be fine,” he said with a confidence that she hoped was well-founded. “We’ve faced danger before and come out stronger on the other side.”

Lyra nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with determination. “We’ll find our way through the forest, just like we always do,” she said. “And we’ll stop whoever or whatever is causing all this trouble.”

Drakon, always the pragmatist, added, “But first, we need to gather our allies. Who do you think we should approach?”

Amara considered the question carefully. “We should start with the nature spirits,” she said. “They know the forest better than anyone and can help us navigate its dangers. Plus, they have their stake in this fight.”

“Agreed,” Gabriel said. “Who else do you suggest?”

Amara thought for a moment. “We should also approach the dark faeries,” she replied. “They might have information about the source of the unrest, and they are not afraid to face danger.”

“That’s a good idea,” Lyra said. “But we need to tread carefully with them. They can be unpredictable.”

Drakon nodded in agreement. “Let’s start with the nature spirits,” he suggested. “They are more likely to be allies than the dark faeries.”