Somewhere in the castle, a woman walked with the determined gait of someone who had served in the armed forces. She appeared to be in her forties, standing at five foot seven with a willowy figure and an oval face . Her black hair was perfectly styled, her brown eyes sharp, and her lips were small and pursed. She wore a red gown that covered her from neck to toe, adding to the imposing aura that surrounded her. Despite her beauty, there was something about her that made one hesitant to approach her. She came to a halt when she reached a door and paused before opening it.
As she stepped inside, she was greeted by Maruna. Maruna skin was gnarled and rough, resembling the bark of a tree, and her hair was infested with bugs. Her lips were large and leathery, her nose a bumpy collection of warts, and her eyes were narrowed to a squint that made it impossible to determine their color. At almost six feet tall, she was a giant compared to the young woman. Maruna was a fortune teller who had been predicting destinies since she was a baby and had never failed.
Maruna was looking outside the window when she heard a woman approaching. She saw that it was none other than Kelly Warknight, the queen of Valishinia. She greeted the queen and said, "My lord, fates are changing. Stars are behaving strangely, and the future is unpredictable."
Upon hearing Maruna's words, a frown creased Kelly's face. She always made decisions based on Maruna's guidance. In fact, all the wars won by her kingdom were entirely due to Maruna's predictions. Tonight, Kelly had visited Maruna to make an important decision regarding an attack on the Beast Kingdom, but it seemed like she would have to wait for some time.
Maruna started chanting mantras, and Kelly watched as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Though she felt helpless, Kelly did nothing to stop her friend and waited patiently. "My queen, go to Pensavalia. There, you will find a boy who will conquer the world if he aims to," Maruna said.
Hearing this, Kelly was shocked and excited. What if a boy wanted to conquer the world? He would have to conquer all the kingdoms. It sounded ridiculous as it required not only strength, wisdom, and cooperation from the army but also luck. No one in history had ever conquered the world. Some rulers' strength had gone beyond common sense and a woman's imagination, but they had only conquered three kingdoms in their lifetime. A woman with wisdom could only manage to make a place in the palace of the kingdom. In a battlefield, only strength mattered, even though you had a large army with magic. Nothing mattered as you could eradicate half of the army with a single spell.
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Even if one possessed all these abilities, it was still impossible to conquer the world. Managing the army and having the heart of steel was essential, as war brought tremendous suffering. The results from war were unimaginable, with innocent civilians maimed or killed while the soldiers faced irreparable physical and emotional damage. The question arose in one's mind: how could war ever be justified? Everything around us suffered when there was a war. The number of resources and lives lost on both sides did not convince anyone that it was good to have a war. When one thought of answering this question, all the enthusiasm and eagerness for waging war would disappear.
"The amount of resources and lives lost on both sides does not convince anyone that it is good to have a war," Kelly said, using this statement to manage to to make truce in the previous war.
But she must believe Maruna as none of her predictions came wrong.
“Wait a second are you saying BOY? “Kelly exclaimed.
In Pensavalia, a town where all races coexist peacefully, the streets look like a maze of narrow winding paths, as complex as the human heart. The veins of the town are paved with dark red stones, each building borrowing different architectural styles from the various races that call the town home. However, at the center of the town, a large ancient mansion towers above the other buildings. The people inside the mansion appear to be in a state of panic as their young miss goes into labor.
A nervous young man paces back and forth outside the room where his wife is delivering their child. Even though he has been through this before, his mind is racing with thoughts and emotions. Suddenly, he hears the cries of a baby and rushes into the room as if his life depends on it. As he enters, he sees his wife, Emily, looking exhausted. His gaze then falls upon an older woman who is holding a baby in her hands. He walks towards her and takes the baby from her hands as if it were a precious treasure. The sight of the baby's dark blue eyes puts him in a trance-like state. The baby's soft and delicate hands feel like glass against his skin. Suddenly, he hears his wife's voice.
"Knavy, let me hold the baby."
Emily takes the baby from her husband and is captivated by the baby's appearance, particularly the deep blue color of its eyes. She had seen blue eyes before, but none as dark and striking as this. Emily promises to protect her baby from any harm that may come its way. Suddenly, the baby responds to her words with a smile as sweet as a summer strawberry, filling her with a warmth she never knew existed in the world.