Almost immediately after her prophecy had ended, Morgana toppled to the ground. Luckily, James was right behind her, ready to receive the woman he loved into his strong arms. Morgana gave a weak smile of thanks, managing to raise her left arm to caress his cheeks. Even that action proved difficult as the arm fell limply almost immediately after completing its mission. It was quite clear that the ability had drained her of all her energy and strength, a feat that was only made possible when one received insights into a great destiny.
"Shush. Don't talk. Don't attempt to do anything", James soothingly spoke as he held her up. He embraced her in a 'princess carry' as he began to walk away from the field towards the North, where a huge tower had its roof kissing the glorious sky. A handsome man with a large sword strapped to his back, carried a beautiful maiden through the luscious green plains as the sun set silently behind them. Oh what a picturesque scene it was. The man kept humming the tune he was whistling earlier, his gorgeous voice causing the maiden's eyelids to stutter as she slowly fell asleep with a warm smile on her face. All this was witnessed by the King, who sat as still as a rock on the eternal throne, terrified of what had just occurred.
"It's almost as if she knew I was here. Reiki, am I crazy or was she actually referring to me?" The King asked with a shaky voice. She was aware that this was a memory. So if it was, that meant everything had already happened and nothing was truly real. Yet she couldn't help but be convinced that the prophecy from before had everything to do with her. She didn't believe in coincidences, but she trusted fate. And her belief in faith had always led her to understand that everything happened for a reason. That everything had a purpose and nothing was accidental. If so, then…
Reiki glowed softly and transmitted only three words to her, but that was enough to grant her insight into the recent happening. "She���s a seer." That was all he said. He didn't say anything more, neither did he need to. She understood so much from those words, more than she would have from a long narrative. Seers had tremendous power: the power to peer into the past, present, and future. This allowed them to break the rules of time that were followed by all, without any repercussions. Her mother knew she was here, yet her mother also didn't know that she was here. Simply put, the large pool of magic that normally remained dormant inside her mother had located her and peered into her future. In that instance, the consciousness of her mother that had access, and control over this power- her seer nature- had broken through the confines of time to locate the one who would appear at that location years after her death. She had ignored the laws of time and had prophesied concerning her daughter's life without really knowing what was happening. So in that instant, her mother- or at least her mother's sub consciousness self- knew who she was talking to, but once she woke up, that memory was erased. If this was her mother's memory, and not her father's, the King was certain that this stage would be a blank slot. But it was fate that led her to see her father's memory, not her mother's. The very fate she believed in did not let her down- it never did. This was how unpredictable the ability of a seer was. It was unknown what triggered it, but it was highly likely that when a seer met someone of great destiny, chaos would be activated instinctively to read the person's future, so that his/her destiny would be fulfilled. It was believed that some had destinies so great, that even chaos feared for what could be- what chaos would unfold- if they weren't fulfilled. Ironic wasn't it- chaos feared chaos.
"Which means, she was actually speaking to me." The King mouthed silently as the eternal throne followed behind the surreal couple, making sure to maintain the same distance from them. Reiki glowed in agreement to her words. He then lit up again, as if to say, "Think about the prophesy later. Let's focus on the duo for now." The King nodded her head as she watched her parents- well, her father- slowly make his way back to the city with her mother in his arms.
"That was close. Grandfather would be hopping mad if he found out that she received a prophesy after she sneaked out. Especially if he realised that I was the one that planned and structured her escape." James thought out loud upon noticing that his bride-to-be was sound asleep. Her slow rhythmic breathing indicated that she was having a good rest. So he stopped humming and began to think about the consequences of his actions. He shivered at the thought of his grandfather- the emperor- figuring out his crimes. His grandfather always had a simple punishment for him when he erred- a spar. Sounds simple right? It wasn't. This was a spar without any restrictions. An old man with a ton of experience unifying and creating an empire, versus a young man who was yet to master Nature's Cross, his grandfather's favourite skill by the way. Putting aside that his grandfather had a far greater pool of inner energy than himself, he would still lose. As was proven about three years ago, after his protests that the spars were unfair and should have their rules changed, he knew he was still no match for the Cold Emperor even with his strength reduced to match his. After getting his ass kicked way more ridiculously than he did normally, even after the Cold Emperor had reduced his inner energy to two levels below his, there was no way he was going to suggest something like that. Although that was the last time he had been punished, especially since he had been fully focused on his training and didn't get into any trouble, he still remembered it. Well, getting your ass kicked mercilessly does leave its mark. As for Morgana, he wasn't worried about her at all. His grandfather adored his fiancée, almost as though she was his child instead. And this wasn't because of her ability as a seer. He just loved the black haired lady. It was because of this love that he kept her confined within the castle walls. Many wanted the head of the Seer of the South. It was for her protection. James didn't understand though. With her strength at the earth realm, there was no need to fear anyone on Kelan. However his grandfather never relented, always saying, "Our enemies are not of this world. I would inform you when you are ready." He had been told some things when he reached the earth realm, but he knew that wasn't all of it.
Well, anytime she made a mistake, the Cold Emperor assumed it was due to his (James') influence. It was strange for one so stonehearted like his 'old-fashioned' grandfather to love another so. He would receive a worse beating since Morgana was involved. His grandfather would definitely not forgive him for putting the life of the 'Southern Lily' in danger.
"I'd just take the hidden channel underneath the castle grounds. Hopefully he hasn't realised she's gone." He had hardly finished his statement when he heard the alarm bell being rung loudly, so loud it was that he could hear it although he was several kilometres away. He smiled bitterly as he resigned himself to his fate, the cruel bashing to come, "Too late". He turned away from the path he was going to take, opting for the one that led straight to the city gate instead. He smiled broadly, unlike one who was in for a world of pain as he said to no one in particular,
"Well, I guess there's no use picking a hidden channel. That will only expose our secret. I wonder, how badly will I lose this time?"