I grabbed the note, ripping the seal almost cleanly off. The writing was Sylian's. They had travelled for many days through highlands and lowlands, which was rather similar to Frances and I traveling through the many forests we had voyaged. Sylian described a beautiful valley they trekked through on horseback, Thomas and Sylian used only the stars to guide them.
Once they officially came upon the fortress seal; they bid eachother a heartfelt goodbye where Sylian walked through the hidden vale that Penoria had casted and although Thomas only stood on the other side she was completely shield from him.
Sylian could see Thomas kneel down onto the ground and firmly press his head into his palms and she knew that she needed to venture forward but leaving him behind was the hardest thing.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part Two
FantasyAzalia a seemingly normal teenage girl who is forced to get a job at her local tourist attraction. A castle to save up for college. Her small town Raven Cove won't be home for long when she get's transported through a portal into a magical land that...
