After hearing the account from the Detective Rondo and his three boys, Lorenin decided to accompany them back to Rondos house. Once there, her goal was to further delve into how to help these four men. She feels committed as helping people always made her feel excited. Solving the kidnapping and restoring peace to Gwandinock was important too. She also didn’t want to disturb the fragile peace between the two planets as well. She found solving a crime very elating. The Princess, on her planet, up until this point had no history on file of being a disruption. Rondos house, as he said, was two blocks down from the head quarters and as he added, completely private and secure. They reached the house at 1030 pm and talked the whole way. They agreed to spend the night and get an early start. She took Rondos bed and all four men slept in the living room.

Being the oldest borne of the second most powerful house on Shadowhorizen had its perks. First of all, for Lorenin, everyone listened to her even when she made little sense. Which forced her to say intelligent things. Second, she managed to gain the trust of the Deep House, which she felt good about, though the air apparent was slatted to make all the decisions. Lorenin needed to transport these four men to Shadowhorizen, well one man and three boys, she hadn’t heard much from them. She was poised to reveal the secret, as well as, the power of crystal teleporting. “Tell me more about the red insignia seen on the elf girl in question,” Lorenin asked. Rondo took a deep breath and began.” Well, it appeared round in shape and emblazoned on black robes by all reports. Is there any more you could tell us?” Rondo continued. Lorenin explained the history. “Yes, well, that is the crest of the family who lives in the Deep Palace. It is a Shadow Cat with Dragons flying around the edge. Dragons had not been seen in many years. Well aside from the Sky Realms mini mount, which pales in comparison to the stories on the mountain's White Flames. Said to be 5 times larger than the Red Scorch, with a temper to match.” “Wow,” Peerdrid said, "what happened to them?" "Well, the story goes they are the gate keepers to the East Wind mountains. Once there you would see all manner of critters, including Griffins, Pegasus and the Blue Morning. They are the biggest of the race, being the calmest and most patient. The White Flames can do damage, but flame out quick and tend to make rash decisions. Although they heal very well in a confrontation, which means in couple days, they would be back at it. The Blue Morning take their time and think things threw, and because of that approach they have never lost a war. Having hundreds of followers to carry out commands never hurts. They reside in the Blue Keep which over looks the Ridge of Knuckles, a great mountain range some believe gave birth to Sky World. The have men working for the dragons are viewed as subjects. To these men the dragon as looked at as gods. Enough of Sky Realm, you first have to contend with King Blackshire which is no easy task. His epic guard are usually unseen and undetected unless called upon. Never showing their face and approach from all angles. There is a responsive disk that is an extension of there body. Thrown with deadly accuracy it returns to they swiftly.” “Wait…wait said Jurvan, we are not trying to take over the castle, we are just trying to locate a little boy who was taken with no provocation. How old did you say the girl with the red mark was.” “Her name is Yahjin Blackshire, if the reports match,” Lorenin began. “She is next in line to succeed the Deep Throne and although young is well known for her fights in the wrong part of town. Also, very smart and sometimes enters the political arena at the Capital and holds her own. The monarchy holds final sway, but government has their usefulness, no matter how futile. So how about it, ready to enter the dark world. Stay close as every plant and animal could be threats.” Lorenin removed the crystal from her pouch of many she had collected over the years. “The crystal can only be used by someone who uses a memory of true love as it will not work other wise. Different color crystals responded to different emotions. We can cover that later.” The crystal began to glow and a gate began to swirl and open in front of them. She motioned and slowly and deliberately walked though. The men looked at each other and each went through hoping to come out the other side.

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