CHAPTER 1
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"The resplendent kingdom of Arcadia shines like a beacon of joy, its inhabitants basking in the warmth of a golden age. As the sun rises over the rolling hills, the city awakens, its marble columns and temples aglow with a soft, ethereal light. The air is alive with the sweet scent of blooming olive trees and the gentle chirping of cicadas.
Citizens stroll through winding streets, their elegant attire a testament to their rich cultural heritage. Men wear crisp white tunics, adorned with intricate embroidery, while women grace the streets in flowing himations, their hair crowned with laurel wreaths. Children laugh and play, their smiles as bright as the gleaming statues of the gods that watch over the city.
The agora, Arcadia's vibrant marketplace, overflows with an abundance of fresh produce. Pyramids of juicy grapes and succulent figs stand alongside baskets of freshly baked bread, filling the air with the heavenly aroma of warm loaves. Artisans display their wares, from delicate pottery to exquisite weavings, each piece a testament to their skill and craftsmanship.
Philosophers gather beneath shaded porticos, engaging in lively debates and discussions that echo through the centuries. Poets recite their latest works, their words dripping with honeyed sweetness, while musicians strum the lyre and flute, their melodies entwining with the whispers of the wind.
As night descends, Arcadia transforms into a tapestry of twinkling torches and starlight. The sound of laughter and music carries on the breeze, beckoning all to join in the revelry. In the grand halls, feasts are laid out, tables groaning under the weight of savory dishes and fine wines. The Arcadias dine with gusto, their joy infectious, their hospitality legendary.
In this idyllic realm, time stands still. The beauty of ancient traditions blends seamlessly with the simplicity of a happy, fulfilling life. Acadia 's citizens live in harmony with nature, their footsteps light upon the earth. Theirs is a world where wisdom and wonder walk hand in hand, where every day is a celebration of life's simple pleasure.
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*****Lord Arin's house*****
Almost the lush verdure of the garden,a vision of loveliness bloomed,a young girl about 18 years old
radiated a captivating beauty.Her slender figure, adorned in a flowing white gown, seemed to emanate from the very essence of the surrounding flowers.
Her porcelain skin glowed with a soft, ethereal light, as if kissed by the sun's gentle rays. Her eyes, bright as sapphires, sparkled with innocence and curiosity, shining like dew-kissed petals. Her raven tresses cascaded down her back, a waterfall of night, framing her heart-shaped face.
As she strolled along the winding path, her delicate feet barely touched the ground, as if she floated on the whispers of the breeze. The gentle rustle of her gown's silk echoed through the garden, entrancing all who beheld her.
Her full lips, painted with the subtle hue of rose petals, curved into a gentle smile, illuminating the surroundings. The soft flush on her cheeks, like the first blush of dawn, betrayed her shy delight in the beauty around her.
The garden itself seemed to respond to her presence, as if its very essence had been distilled into this lovely creature. The flowers leaned in, as if to share secrets, their colors deepening to match the brilliance of her eyes. The trees whispered ancient tales, their leaves rustling in gentle applause.
In this idyllic setting, time stood still. The world, with all its cares, receded, leaving only the gentle beauty of the girl, lost in the enchantment of the garden."
"Lilac,lilac"A voice called her from a distance.
"I'm coming ma"She replied as she grabbed the basket full of flowers.
She ran to her mother whom is waiting for her at the entrance of the garden."Why are you always here huh?"Lilac's mom lirien said.
"It's because I love flowers and they smell nice"she smiled and lirien smiled back at her.
"Let's go have dinner"Lirien said as she half dragged her daughter.
They went home and cooked,after cooking,they sat to eat and they heard a knock.
"Who is it?"lirien asked but got no response."Let's eat"lilac said and after few seconds the heard a knock again but the ignored it,the knock began to intensifie so lilac has no option that to open the door to see the person disturbing them.
"You punk---"She started,she wanted to say more but when she saw whom it is ,she swallowed the remaining sentence."It's you, couldn't you have said it you and by the way,what are you doing here?" Lilac asked a she walked away.
"I came to see auntie "a masculine voice said
The young man stood tall, his 18 years belied by the timeless elegance of his attire. His brown eyes, like polished chestnuts, shone with a warmth that invited trust. His brown hair, styled in loose waves, framed his heart-shaped face, accentuating the sharp angles of his jawline.
Draperies of folds cascaded down his physique, as he wore a crisp white chiton, pleated and pinned at the shoulder with a golden fibula. The garment's hem fluttered around his knees, revealing sandaled feet that seemed rooted to the earth.
He has been friends with Lilac since they were three,he was an orphan before he got adopted by a wealthy family
A himation, a richly woven cloak, was draped over his left shoulder, its intricate patterns echoing the myths of ancient Greece. A laurel wreath crowned his brow, its delicate leaves shimmering with an otherworldly aura.
Around his neck, a delicate cord supported a small, gleaming amulet – a miniature owl, symbol of Athena's wisdom. His hands, strong and expressive, hung loosely at his sides, as if ready to grasp the hilt of an invisible sword.
Despite the ancient garb, his gaze held a modern spark, a glint of curiosity and adventure that seemed to defy the centuries."
"oh kyros,you didn't have to come"Lirien said
Kyros smiled"It's okay auntie "
"Come join us"Lirien suggested."What!,why"Lilac asked."Let him go home"
"Lilac,why are you so mean to me?"Kyros asked as he pouted.
"Come on,let him join us,come sit"Lirien said and kyros sat beside her.
"Fine"Lilac sighed as she sat."Hey"She called kyros."Let's play a game"
"Sure"Kyros nodded."What is the game?"
"first person to finish the food gets to buy the loser lunch tomorrow "Lilac said super fast that the words kyros heard was first,lunch and tomorrow .
"Deal"kyros said and began eating his food quickly.
lilac smirked as she eat her food slowly.
Lirien couldn't help but to laugh.
"All done"Kyros said as he wiped his mouth.
"Yeah and you gotta buy me lunch tomorrow"lilac said confusing him."Whatcha mean?,I came first"
"Yeah,you did,I said the first person to finish the food gets to buy the loser lunch tomorrow"She said slowly.
"What!!Kyros' mouth hung in shock and lilac couldn't help but to laugh."You fooled me"
"I didn't,you didn't hear what I said,so it's your fault"
Kyros sighed."Can't believe this"
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*****THE PALACE*****
The palace of ancient Greece stood majestically, its columns rising like sentinels towards the azure sky. The Doric temple's facade, adorned with intricate carvings of mythological creatures, seemed chiseled by the gods themselves.
As one approached, the rustle of olive leaves and the soft chirping of cicadas filled the air, carried on the whispers of the wind. The entrance, flanked by imposing stone lions, led to a grand courtyard, where sunlight danced across the polished marble floors.
The palace's core, the megaron, boasted a resplendent throne room, its ceiling supported by elegantly fluted columns. Golden frescoes depicting the exploits of Olympian gods and heroes adorned the walls, shimmering in the soft light.
Beyond the megaron, a labyrinthine network of corridors and chambers unfolded, lined with vibrant mosaics and ornate tapestries. The air was thick with the scent of frankincense and myrrh, transported on the whispers of ancient rituals.
In the surrounding gardens, cypress trees towered above meticulously manicured hedges, while a tranquil fountain sang a soothing melody. A stroll through the palace's grounds revealed hidden treasures: a statue of Athena, goddess of wisdom; a bust of Apollo, god of the sun; and a beautifully crafted amphitheater, where poets once recited their verse.
King kael has more than two hundred wives and seven hundred concubines.But he is close to two women outta his wives,the first queen, Irene and the second queen,Martha.
Queen Irene and Queen Martha were best of friends before the incident occur.
It is said that only the son of the first queen can inherit the throne,the son of the second queen can inherit the throne if the first Queen's first child is a girl or if the queen is barren.
Queen Irene was barren for few years so the king made her best friend Martha pregnant.Queen Martha gave birth to a boy ,which means her son would inherit the throne but Queen Irene got pregnant two years after Martha gave birth.During queen Irene's pregnancy,Martha tried to abort the pregnancy in many ways because if Irene gives birth to a boy it means Queen Irene's son would inherit the throne because she is the first queen.Martha didn't succeed in aborting the pregnancy and Queen Irene gave birth to a boy.So the throne went to Irene's son.
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In the council chamber,the advisors and generals are having a meeting with the king.
"Long live the king"They all shouted
"Lord Zeke"The king called.
Lord Zeke is the right hand man of king kael.
"Yes,my Lord"He answered as he bowed.
"The day for the dragon to come is near,he hasn't come since I ascended the throne,what are the preparation you and the other lords prepared?"
"As you ordered us my Lord,we have set up a class to train warriors and youths to wage a war against the dragon"He explained as he bowed.
"That is good,when is it going to start?"King kael asked.
"It would start in the next two months,your highness "He replied as he bowed.
"Okay,you are all dismissed "The king said and the advisors and generals went out.
King Kael sighed"I am going to put a stop to it"He vowed.
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