Ar'Chismaytopia Rae Saga(Australia)
Plan
Frya returned to see her father after dinner with the hybrid, her father was standing in the garden looking at the night while her mother stood unmoved beside her, their gazes staring far away.
Frya approached him, standing not far from where her parents were standing.
“Your departure this time is an act that is not responsible Nria,” said his father sharply despite using the name pangilan dear to young Ljosalfar without prying he felt the presence of Frya.
“I'm sorry dad,” Frya downcast felt guilty, not because of what she had done but because it had made her parents worry.
“You know very well that everything I do, it is all for your safety, and you ignore it, putting yourself in danger,” despite her father's quiet voice, but Frya can feel the anger in her voice.
“I'll remember it dad, but, dad! You can't protect me by locking me up,” said fyra lirih.
“Yes I can, and I will do anything if it means keeping your life in your body.” Cut the king of Faythir sharply. The queen's grip on her husband's arm tightened.
“And until when is Father?” Frya looked at her father flat. “I'm tired of being cooped up,” he cut off his father who was about to speak. “What must happen, then it will happen father. No matter how strong your protection is, what will happen, let it happen. I've lived long enough and I don't want to die without ever feeling alive.”
The king was silent. His mother seemed to be refraining from saying anything. But from the look on his face he saw sadness there. They were silent for a while as if looking at the distance contemplating nature.
Frya knew very well why her father was so protective of her, Ljalfar did have a long life, but they had a thin birth rate, and unlike humans it was possible for Ljolfar to be able to produce a scarcity of only one per thousand years. Very low, but that was not the reason why his parents were so protective of him. There's another reason.
“That hybrid girl?” the king said to break Frya's thought, the king seemed to have deliberately started ignoring their previous conversation, “What else do you know of him,” asked the king again.
“Not many fathers, only what he said,” Frya told him everything he knew to the king. They listen carefully.
“He really doesn't believe that he's a hybrid?” the king asked when Frya told him until he told the girl that she was a hybrid.
“True, he even insisted,” Frya vividly remembers how the hybrid repeatedly steps in. “And I believe he really does not know the truth about himself.”
“How about his parents?” ask the queen. “Does he not want to go back to his parents?”
“Rae believes they are human, but there is a chance they too like Rae are hiding her magical vibe. I haven't asked if she wants to come back.”
The king seems to think, “Magic to hide the magic vibration is one of the magic with a high level of difficulty, this magic requires a very large power to keep it stable, so that the magic will be very powerful, and if it's done to hide his identity for a long time, the harpooner could have used up all his magic power, we don't know how long the girl's been on the spell, anyway, but if we believe what he said then the girl has been on a spell for a very long time.”
“She looks harmless,” says frya there is no reason to doubt her words.
“With everything that's happened in Ar’chismaytopia lately, it's stupid if we just believe it.” Frya was silent, her father had a point. But looking at that hybrid he felt a feeling of wanting to protect the strong.
“Ansua, there is a reason why this magic was never used,” said the queen. She uses affectionate postures for her husband in the elf language.
“Too strong to do in a long period of time,” said the king.
“The person must have a pretty strong reason if he chooses to hide the identity of the girl from the world.”
“And why did he sacrifice himself for the girl, just maybe his parents?”
“And why they should hide,”
The king and queen spoke in unison as if they were one head in two bodies, Frya a little envious of the existence of both.
“And even if the power of the girl is used as a source of magic, the harvester must stay alive to keep his magic there, because when the ship dies then the barrier will also disappear.”
“If it is true that his parents cast a protection spell, then we need to know why they did it,” said Frya, the king looking at him with a questioning look. “She wears a necklace with pendal symbol Ar’chismaytopia.”
The queen moved closer to her husband, standing while his hand reached for her husband's palm. They share the anxiety together. “Hybrid from the outside world,” The queen said softly to the King.
“I understand Miana,” said the king using pangilan dear to wife. “ini is not something simple.”
“What should we do Father,” asks Frya. He actually had his plans, but it was better if he let his father speak first. And pray that his father's decision is the same as his.
“we must find out who he is,” said the king. “you need to ask where he came from, I will have someone investigate. Whether he's telling the truth or not. And also we need to remove the barrier. We need to know if he is the descendant of Ljolfar or not.”
“....” no words came out of the king.
“If he is not, I will send him to snitchopalacce let denzel take care of him,” added Frya.
“As long as he is harmless, I am willing to accept him in the protection of the kingdom of Ljalfar.”
“Thanks dad.”
“We better not let anyone know about his true self before we are sure the truth is safe to tell. You must teach him how to live in Ar’chismaytopia, especially the way of life of Ljsalfar.
“I will carry out your orders father.”
“I hope you answer like that to my other orders,” said king Faythir, Frya smiled hearing that, she was happy to know she had made peace with the king.
“The people who brought her here, is it possible that they found out that the girl was a hybrid?” ask the queen. Frya is a little aware that her mother has more empathy for rae, just like her.
“I doubt her mother, if they knew her true self, of course they wouldn't take that care of her.”
“Evil begins to roast willingly, and we the Ljsalfar nation just keep silent, let destruction come.” The king looks pensive.
“The witches began to act arbitrarily, without our supervision. The Svartalfars intend to push the downfall of the witches and break the covenant,” the king sighed.
Frya felt their unrest, “we have made the mistake of withdrawing the noble,” the queen said to her husband.
“This is the decision of the Ladislaus,” replied the king, his eyes returned. “I have no power over it, and this is what I fear, , that the Ljolfar had acted according to the scenario of the Svartalfars. We've been pulling out too long.”
It is as carefully as dropping a stone with a very tired because it does not want to disturb the calmness of the water the queen continued. “Many things have happened since we withdrew, and we are blind to it. The king has allowed evil to run rampant. The girl may not be the only girl brought to Ar’chismaytopia, and it violates the law of confidentiality. It may be a small thing, but it can be a big one, when witches no longer respect and forget the ancient laws, and evil is rampant, it may be the beginning of our destruction. We've only resigned for no more than thirty years, I'm afraid of what happens if we keep pulling out. I fear we are kings who bring about the decline of the Ljsalfarites, or even the fall of the Ljsalfarites.”
The king clapped his wife's hand, in a calming gesture. “It was also what frightened me Queen.”
“We must begin to rebuild our power over this father's land,” said Frya cautiously. His father's face was calm. “Let me go back to Snitchopalace. And show that we have returned.”
The king was silent with thought. The wind blew slowly waving the leaves, waving the queen's hair, creating a pale curtain behind her back. The stars flicker in space. While the insects of the night sing in the rhythm of the sound of the night.
“I have to talk about it first with the elders before you do it,” said the king in the end although he was a little doubtful. “There are things we should do first, we should find out the origin of the girl as well. He must have had an Ar’chismaytopia connection. But first we have to remove the barrier. It would be very suspicious if he was here and did not have a magic vibration, and find out whether the girl was the tutelage of Svartalfar or Ljalfar,” the king's face looks pensive for a moment.
“Another week the spring festival will begin, we can use the resulting magical chaos to disguise it,” the Queen said. “He also needs to learn to master his magic, it will be very dangerous for magic creatures who are unable to control his magic. You should teach him a little bit of the basics of witchcraft, and don't let him meet anyone before his barrier is removed, I don't want him to bring anxiety among the Ljalfars, I don't want him to bring anxiety,” the king looked at Frya sharply.
“Sure dad,” Frya asked carefully. “What will happen if it turns out she is a hybrid Svartalfar?”
“Then he can be the key for us to enter the kingdom of Svartalfar. We must still offer our protection, and keep it on our side.”
Frya doesn't like the way her father sees the hybrid as an asset, but she knows for sure this is how politics works, she just has to make sure Rae gets through it. Fyra must learn to accept that reality. “After the barrier is removed, he can study at Snitchopalace, I will return to being an ambassador while watching him”
“You get my blessing princess,” the whirlwind blowing in between their bodies. The new moon shone over their heads, the spring festival would begin when the moon was full and the sky was cloudless clean. The ice will search completely, and the forest will bloom once again. “This change is very heavy for all of us Nria,” his father used a beloved nickname for Elf's son. It had been a long time since her father had called her that, ever since the fall of the queen. “I hope you are careful in choosing your actions, act your best.”
“I'm sorry dad. Sadness possessed me and made me act hastily.”
The queen took off the king's hand and stood beside Frya. His hands stretched out, then he hugged Frya.
