The Chronicle: Chance

Thestral Race

The flap of Morth's wings gives Rad a sign to ride it, a saddle rope that is tied around the neck written M-R which means Rad's Morth makes Morth known to other Thestral races. Rad chuckled back by gently hitting Morth on the neck, "Morth, are you the same as me who never liked Calla?"

Morth is an animal who cannot speak but he is very sensitive to the feelings of his master. Morth let out a slow sigh and flapped his wings towards Atlantia, passing through several areas above the Hither Land plains towards Valinor.

Morth was black with runes perched on purple curtain colored nose liners. Rad's pet is always his vehicle wherever Rad goes.

Rad flew over the sky sitting on Morth's back by wiping his pet, "thanks Morth. You're the only one who's always listening to me."

Morth's body flew towards the Araman region of the Kingdom of Atlantia. The castle gate opens with many of the guards in the beautiful courtyard of Atlantia. An iron gate with the power of hundreds of layers of copper to protect the Kingdom of Atlantia. A large courtyard with a thousand living plants and various forms like the fields of Eden heaven.

Morth's foot landed on the grass and snorted slowly with the saddle strap still held by Rad, "thank you, Morth. You go back to your lair and bring word to all your people, I'll give you a gift of plenty of food to your forest."

Morth nodded and wagged his tail and spread his wings, a sign of respect he had apparently done after Rad gave a gift to Morth.

A knight approached Rad with a tribute, "greetings young master Atlantia."

Apparently Rad just smiled and gave a respectful response, "go, I'm fine Morth."

Morth nodded and flew back to Aganor Land.

A region of various Drakon and Beastmagia animals under the direction of Atlantia.

Rad walked into the hallway with many Atlantia Elf warriors. Rad's face seemed to give a look of sadness when he had to deal with stepmother Calla Gazer. The magnificent kingdom with the splendor of many large statues with carvings of crystal balls.

Rad half looked down when faced with Calla in front of a woman who grinned with her petty smile, a woman who was kind-hearted and instantly changed when she became a wife of Faro Rad's biological father.

The death of Raner Rad's mother made Rad very convoluted with a bundle of sadness. He knows that this life must always be advanced and alive. Everything is lost when he finds out that he is half Elf blood and cannot be the crown prince to ascend the throne as king.

Calla looked at Rad with sharp eyes, his hands clenched in the king's chair, a beautiful woman with silver gray hair with beautiful skin like a white gem.

"Wake, Rad. Take responsibility for what happened to my son at the border of Hither Land."

Rad again raised his face from a look down. Now, he faced the stepmother who he had hated and suspected.

"I'm sorry mom that I admit I was a mistake and I'm sorry."

Calla squinted as Rad gave an apology, this woman understood what Rad wanted, "Up to any second you will never be King of Atlantia Rad. Only my son deserves to be a king on the land of Atlantia!"

Calla got up from the king's seat and approached Rad who was standing looking at him. Calla's breathing was so close that Calla whispered a line Rad hated, "you're only half Elf."

Calla turned around and walked back with some servants who followed him to return to the queen's halfway room.

Rad was very upset by what his stepmother had said, his fist letting out irritated veins and emotions. If it wasn't because he loved Kim and his father then he would have killed that petty woman's life.