When Princess Verania Hastur of Galladoorn has to go to Tir Asleen to attend to her brother's wedding, she thought it would be a one week trip at most. But then, all of a sudden, the Prince of Tir Asleen is abducted, and she finds herself on a quest...
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The next morning, Graydon ripped Verania out of her dreams of the glowing and the red woman.
She sighed as she got up to find the others, while Graydon went back to the kitchen to get some water.
"Where were you gonna go?" She heard Jade ask Kit and went over to them.
"West. To the Shattered Sea."
"Alone?"
"Well you're more than welcome to join me, but I'm sure as hell not waiting for Muffin Girl to learn how to pick the right finger."
"Muffin Girl?" Verania questioned.
"Yeah, she used to be a kitchen maid. Everyone always talked about her muffins," Kit explained and Verania nodded understanding.
"Okay, her name's Elora Danan. We owe her our allegiance." Jade looked at Verania before she turned back to Kit.
"Says Willow."
"She bears the mark."
"Maybe he put it there," Kit argued. "It wasn't there before. And even if it was Raziel, how do we know she didn't mark a bunch of babies. Yeah, maybe you have one too. Maybe you're Elora Danan."
"Maybe I'm Elora Danan," Boorman said. "I always thought there was something special inside me."
"I'm certainly not Elroa Danan," Verania commented.
"You don't believe it either?" Jade asked.
"It's not that I don't belive it, as much as I don't really care."
Jade looked at Verania for help. "What he said," she said, pointing at Boorman.
"I guess you have a better idea on how we can save the prince," Jade turned back to Boorman.
"Oh, I'm bursting full of better ideas. But first, I recommend that we split before Miss Chosen Face catches wind and decides to follow us," Boorman uttered.
"You shouldn't do that." Graydon headed towards them as Kit got on her horse.
"Lurk much?"
"She is Elora Danan. I'm sure of it," he said, ignoring Boorman.
"How?" Kit questioned. "Can you provide me one shred of evidence that proves she's capable of literally anything, magical or not?"
"Idiots! Nincompoops! Where is she?" Willow yelled as he and a few other Nelwyn came on the glade.
"That's the concurrently worst and the best insult I have ever heard," Verania mumbled.
"Elora?" Graydon asked worriedly and Verania furrowed her eyebrows. Why was her brother so worried about that girl? Did he like her?
