The Rings Deception Claiming The Ring

False Alarm

Princess Aria could swear her father had this all planned out, why else was he sleeping calmly on his bed. “Dad!!” Princess Aria called, and Gabriel sat up swiftly, blinking his eyes and covering his eyes.

“Seriously, Dad, you turned on the alarm for nothing! You alerted the guards and the people for no reason.” The princess turned off the alarm and went into her room. Gabriel was the worst father she had ever come across.

Anderson and Jeff heaved a sigh of relief as soon as the environment became extremely silent. They had sneaked out of Eryndor against his father's wishes.

“I don't think this is a good idea; we would be outnumbered soon enough.” Jeff had a bad feeling about this; Anderson took Eryndor's vision extremely seriously, too seriously.

“I hate magic, and Aria here is a sorceress; we need to find out what they are up to. Evil people don't sleep; they are always hatching a conspiracy.” Jeff cleaned the sweat off his forehead as Anderson unveiled his thoughts.

Anderson unlocked Aria's window and climbed into the room, placing his fingers on his lips. He ordered Jeff to be quiet. Jeff looked around; this woman was obsessed with purple. The room, sheets, everything was coated in purple.

Jeff stared at the sheets, wondering if someone was beneath it. Prince Anderson hit his head. “I knew it; these people are nothing but thieves.”

As they walked aimlessly around the palace walls, they could hear loud conversations coming from a room beside them. “No.” Jeff tried stopping Anderson from eavesdropping, but it was of no use.

Anderson's ears were already on the door. “I have been able to understand the writings on the box, mistress, it has nothing to do with the ring. It's all a waste of time.” Anderson could hear the spy's low and humble voice.

“There is no such thing as a waste; tell me what it's about.” The mistress ordered, slamming her fists on the desk. Her impatience could be heard.

Jeff pleaded with Anderson with puppy eyes, but he was unyielding. Jeff needed to knock him out, else they might get caught. “The writings of the box speak of some system; I do not understand.”

The mistress laughed; all this while, she thought the box was meaningful. Of what use was a system to her? “We need to ask someone, a teenager maybe.” The mistress scoffed and rolled her eyes; this meeting was of no use to her.

Princess Aria also looked disappointed. She ordered her to disguise herself once again as the beauty Terry had come to know and love. Perhaps he would know what a system.

Anderson could hear Princess Aria's footsteps coming closer to the door; he pushed Jeff and ran. Jeff ran behind him, then stopped. “Wait, why am I running? This should be fun; for me, anyway.”

Jeff cloaked himself. Princess Aria and her spy went right through him; neither felt nor sensed a thing. Anderson, still running, headed towards Aria's room and hid under her bed.

“Why did I even come to Zorek? How do I get out now, and where is that foolish servant of mine?”

Jeff sneaked in; his invisibility gave him an edge. He needed to distract them and, of course, open the window. But then Princess Aria's spy sensed something.

“Someone is here.” Aria became furiously alert; she grunted. “Urgh, can't I get any sleep? Who's there!” She screamed. Jeff quickly dashed into her father's room and turned on the alarm.

“Not again, Dad.” Aria sighed and went into her father's room, feeling extremely tired and frustrated. Aria's spy followed her.

Anderson saw the window open and dived out of it. Turning to his right, he saw Jeff lying down on the grass, looking cowardly.

“You were here the whole time, seriously. You are completely useless, aren't you?” Anderson walked out, dusting his clothes. Jeff called out to the prince.

“Are you not forgetting something, your highness?” Jeff said, his voice filled with disrespect and mockery. Prince Anderson turned around and saw the box in Jeff's hands.

The prince smiled; he had totally forgotten about it. As the two left happily, a tree that stood behind them blinked.

_Eryndor_

The King sat waiting impatiently for his son to arrive; he had warned him that Zorek did not exist, but Anderson chose to trust the words of a servant over his father.

“The prince is back, your highness.” The King nodded. The knights let him in. “Just an hour outside Eryndor, and you are already looking as filthy as a pig.” The king taunted.

Anderson had no regard whatsoever for his father; he simply turned to walk away. “You are so angry at your father that you did not even notice the one who actually cares.” The king stood to leave; he was not willing to sit and watch his son pay more homage to his brother.

Prince Anderson turned and walked to his uncle, but rather than a warm welcome, the prince whispered, “I found Zorek, the city you claimed did not exist. Jeff found it; I mean, we found it.”

The prince's uncle stood in awe and anger. He had a terrible feeling about this.

Jeff walked in an hour later; he had just finished his chores. “You.” A voice called his name out loud; the authority and anger laced in his voice sent fear into Jeff's bones. What had he done this time?