The Witch's Curse
Soul Mate (2)
The holy commander finally apologized to King Cordovan. He then prepared to lend the power of the Fairy Stone after the Great Advisory Lord appeared among them.
The Grand Counselor was a hermit who was a direct descendant of the founder of the Holy Temple since this kingdom was established. He never left the prayer room except when he had to break his fast or just defecate. His daily life was spent praying. Just this time, the Great Counselor walked out of the prayer room and fainted. Events like this usually occur if he sees a prophecy. Candidate queen Cordovan who is being talked about certainly has a special relationship with this kingdom without anyone knowing. The queen must be found.
"Your Majesty. You have to get married first with the future queen," said the Commander who made Markian confused.
"How would I marry her if she just disappeared?" Answer grumbling. The Sacred Commander smiled, as long as they spoke, only this time did the leader of the holy temple crack his lips. Markian is getting clueless.
"We're going to do a soul wedding, Your Majesty. Are you sure you're going to make her Queen?" ask the commander in chief to investigate. Markian nodded.
"What is soul marriage?" Duke Gelael didn't understand. This time he heard about the marriage of souls.
"Soul Marriage is the process of uniting two souls in a wedding ceremony. There is no need for a bride, only a groom and a sacred promise can be directly tied to both souls" Sir Bright explained the duty of the Holy Commander in explaining the procedure of soul marriage.
"If so, let's go to the Holy Altar" the Holy Commander escorted King Cordovan to the Holy Altar. He then placed the Fairy Stone on a large cup. Then, asked King Cordovan to drip his blood on the Fairy Stone and cast a special spell to marry Princess Isyana.
The originally dim Fairy Stone Light, turned into a flash of light that shot into the ceiling of the tower. The light was so dazzling, that everyone closed their eyes as they could not bear the glare.
Slowly but surely, the dazzling light faded. The Fairy Stone again shimmered as it was. The soul marriage is over.
The closing spell of the Holy Commander ended the soul marriage ceremony. Today, the King and Queen of Cordovan have been legal as a married couple even without meeting face to face.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty. You are already the Soul Mate of your Queen. Nowow. Let's guess start the soulmate search ritual,"
This time, the Sacred Commander drew a magic circle then cast a spell. The Supreme Counselor has been moved back to the prayer room since he collapsed earlier. The Holy Altar bears witness to the search for the Queen, who has been missing for nearly a week.
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After the Commander cast a spell in the magic circle, the Fairy Stone shone a sharp beam back. However, this time, the beam was accompanied by a small explosion. Who would have thought? The small explosion was a horde of butterflies that protruded from behind the Fairy Stone. They were fairy drops stored in magic stones. The butterfly could speak the language of the fairies, so that, only the Supreme Counselor could translate their language.
The bright light that accompanies the flapping of the butterfly's wings is a manifestation of the power of the fairies for a decade. The butterfly will fly towards the applicant's soulmate, and inform the target's whereabouts if it has been found.
"For a while, we can only wait. If the search is complete, the butterfly will return here and indicate the location of the Queen, Your Majesty," the Holy Commander explained.
Markian nodded in amazement, looking at the beauty of the butterfly that was emitting a warm glow within the Altar. Everyone in the room was stunned as well. They had never seen such a magical event before.
"Good job! May you have good news" Markian prayed. Duke Gelael smiled with relief, the crisis is finally coming to an end.
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The faint rays of light became increasingly brighter.
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The butterflies continued to emit soul waves that searched for a source of vibration from the other direction. Their light grew brighter, the herd of butterflies received a tremor. There was an empty tower that looked uninhabited from the opposite direction.
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The butterfly flutters violently. It seemed like they found a resonance from the direction of the old Tower. The butterfly flew inward, looking at the possible situation.
PYAAASSSHHHH
Their bodies fell against an invisible wall that surrounded the tower. The butterflies flashed in confusion for a few moments. They then disappeared and teleported back to the Sacred Temple to report to the Great Advisor Lord.
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Immediately after getting a report from the Supreme Advisory Lord, Markian also commanded the royal knights. The Holy Commander who has participated in the mission of searching for the Queen certainly does not stay silent. He will also escort King Markian with the Holy Knights.
"More troops, certainly better, Your Majesty," he said. This time, Markian threw a smile and thanked the Commander.
"I'll return the favor" said the King, then preparing to go to fetch the Queen, who was being held captive in an old building on Gene Island.
"We're leaving right now!" Command King Markian with hunting breath. His adrenaline was spurred quickly because he could not wait to cut the head of the person who dared to kidnap his soulmate.
"Ready! Your Majesty!" sahut the compact knights. Horses raced together to break the silence of the night. The Knight Force of 20 men moved in tandem towards the south. They made it through the sacred temple area, then entered the Dukedom Gelael region. After crossing the river there is a large bridge, finally, they arrived at the Forest of Padenville. The forest was indeed quite lush and included heavy terrain because of the many towering tree roots, and scattered rocks. The horses of the knights had to be meticulously crossed so as not to slip or get hurt.
"Let's camp here first" King Markian gave the order. He did not have the heart to see his troops were exhausted from having to travel far in the middle of the night. Stamina that is not prime will make things worse. It's good, they rest for a while.
"Ready, Your Majesty!" Excited the knight commander, who was then followed by their troops. A large bonfire was then lit. They camped one night so that tomorrow they could cross over to Gene Island.
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