Zjjan Master 76 Sp04 03 23, Brief, Life Of Jesifer In Jelfyr

Walking in the hallway, the mother of Sai Mea, Frehviesa has finally decided to visit her daughter Yaume Mea. Seeing Maritis rus.h.i.+ng inside her child's bedroom, her heart throbs and worries are all over her head. Into the door, she leans her ear. She hears a woman (Criselia) speaking and Jesifer crying.

"Her heartbeat has halted," has spoken by Jesifer. Her words give tears to Frehviesa. "Please tell me, is there a way, right? Is there anything that we can do? I don't mind including selling my soul. Do something, I'm begging you."

"Jes—," has responded by Criselia, "If you do mind, say your last words to her and leave the room. I'll do the rest."

"What are you telling me to do?"

"Jesifer ... Say your last words to the child and leave the room. I'll do the rest."

Heavy to her shoulders, Jesifer wipes her tears. She takes breathe. After scrutinizing Criselia's words, she speaks to the sleeping child, "Yaume, live for me. I want you to follow your dream with all glory. I demand no fail. I may be not there, but I support whatever you'll do. You're a strong child as I've always known." A little moment of silent, then she begins walking to the door. "Criselia, our agreement must be comply." Creaking sounds by the door being open, she finds Frehviesa standing the outside. She can't stop from crying. Herself pulled by her emotions has made her lost composure. She hugs the woman, who embraces her with open arms and caresses her hair, just to settle her emotion. Just after the door has closed, she hears Criselia's voice,

"You can't meet her yet, child. You need to recover your strength. Do not be hasty, I've said. She will be angry."

Jesifer suddenly pushes the door, to only find Maritis.

"My highness," has whispered by Maritis. "My highness, you must not meet her anymore. You should be aware of your race. Congratulation." And she smiles.

Being delight with a little dismay, Jesifer speaks to Frehviesa, "My councilor. Forgive me to what befallen to your daughter. That was an accident. If you may please, I ask you humbly."

"No need to be formal my queen. After all, you're like a daughter to me. It was my fault in the first place. Yaume missed you too much. What am I? — Only a mother who will favor her daughter. After all, you did everything whereas I neglected my duty as a parent... I would say thank you." She is shaking while wiping her tears with her fingers. "I'm the one should apologize."

And with delight, Jesifer closes her eyes. She falls as she surrenders herself to the unrest and tired body of her. She mumbles, "Viegro Diarke, how I wish I could become strong like you."

Frehviesa rattles, and Maritis, who carries Jesifer, speaks the words, "I be taking her back to her royal chamber. See yeah, madam."

Brief, Jesifer before she met Jaino in Deep Forest

Into the leaves of history, the day the king and queen, father and mother of Jesifer, were ruling. The first prince was born, followed by Jesifer, and next was Raume. The disappearance of the first prince had caused huge commotion to the kingdom. Door to door, everywhere and anywhere, the search was still failure.

Another threat contemporised. A challenge from an insane man with knowledge of ancient rules had been accepted by the king. Their battle turned at large and ruining a forest.

The king's defeat and death had turned over the kingdom to the hand of undesirable. The doctrine had been neglected, it resulted to crime rising, clan wars, and it even brought destruction to the peaceful days in Dandia, the known flat world. Not even one of different tribes' rebellion succeeded. No one could stand the strength and terror of the new king.

A soldier, named Altra.s.s, showed excellency on his veteran age. The king had taken noticed and appointed Altra.s.s as Marshal, the highest rank in the army and a right hand of the king. Many had against the new king's way of ruling. His self-centered, greed, stinginess, inhumanity were more than cancer in the society.

Despite of disgrace, the queen had run away. Her only ally was the shadow army. Searching for help, she kneed to the underworld. Her bidding was not easily accepted by Eladin Ka Novah, the current lord of the underworld. Among the contract was involving Eladin's bloodline to be among the royal family. She should be mate in one of Eladin's great grandchild.

Through the shyness and respectfulness of Eladin's great grandchild, the queen's fear that their royal bloodline would be tainted by evil had disappeared.

On her womb, she bore the child. Their days weren't at ease. The new king commenced their search for her. But it did not stop the days until she had born the child.

Months had pa.s.sed, their happy moments ended. Their hidings had been found. She pursued the others to escape with her child. She decided to surrender.

The roll of life was unexpected. Eladin's great grandchild bravely defended her. But that was where courage and recklessness didn't vary in principle. The might of the new king was a pillar that hard to reach. All of her tears had fallen. Miracle wouldn't side her hope. She departed the place and was escorted back to the throne.

The body of Eladin's great grandchild had been buried and honored by the shadow army.

The queen had approached by Altra.s.s in the silent. They plotted for a way to dethrone the new king.

In a broad daylight, hesitated soldiers were announcing a public entertainment, from the new king's thought, a copulation between the young princess Jesifer and the teen n.o.ble boy.

People were angry despite of being an audience. But words couldn't be spouted or mumbled in the presence of terror. They watched both of the embarra.s.sed children hesitatingly undressing slowly.

And then a man, with a wooden sword, walked in the surrounded area. His appearance and action caused disturbance to the crowd and the new king. He ordered Jesifer, "My highness, wear your clothes. I'll end this madness at once." Very few people could recognized the man, among them were market vendors. He had challenged the new king. His swing could rival the strength of giants. It didn't last until the kingdom regained its doctrine, honor, and prosperity. The death of the insane new king was the joy of people surrounding the area. Soldiers and guards were trying to drive away angry people wanting an extraneous revenge.

The man was surrounded by some guards, ordered by the queen. His name had been asked, Viergo Diarke. He rejected any reward and he ordered the queen to be a good rightful ruler instead. But his pacing to depart was halted to hear the princess proposed, "If you're kindness and strength would be pa.s.sed on generation. I don't mind marrying your son." She cries. "Let it be in my family. I don't want those dreadful moments repeat. I could die in shame."

The man replied, "My highness. You're more mature than my son. At your age he still cries. Visit us in a village to the south of Mt. Ma Eling westwards from Deep Forest. I think you will hate him. That child always look for troubles. I mean, troubles find him always." He asked the queen permission for his departure. Then he had left the kingdom escorted by the guards.

Jesifer's preparation to visit Viergo's village was vain. The kingdom received news that the village had burnt down to ashes. It was added to the Sky's Rejection files. The case had been a mystery to the people living in Dandia. Few in the Royal Family knew the truth of this occurrence. Her intent became a wind.

The queen had met Eladin. She met her fourth child, princess Vilyarin. Despite of her early age, the child had been taught to kill. She found the child's characteristic deadly. Her dismay could not stop her from embracing her daughter. And there in the underground of sharp tall tower of Jelfyr, she imprisoned the child, a test of faith, without eating or seeing the light, that will last years until her coming of age. — A forbidden ritual for the sorse to achieve healing ability; the other quality of their blood aside from dispelling. Her imprisonment was also meant to tighten her resolve, to protect the royal family.

With the use of his men, Altra.s.s had started to build three huge s.h.i.+ps. The ancient blue prints, as guide, had been a.n.a.lyze and understood by his scholars. But there in the top of the tower of Jelfy, the queen— who knew what terror lurking beyond the fog, surrounding Dandia —prepared herself as sacrifice. In exchange of her life, a huge cylindrical barrier she cast, surrounding the seas of Dandia. Her death had been a mystery for Raume, even after the burial ended. Her death had left loneliness to Jesifer who admired her teaching and care.

Jesifer had been crowned on her early age as new queen. With the help of Frehviesa, her adviser, no one would against the ceremonial coronation.

Sai Mea, daughter of Frehviesa, became a close friend of Raume, the young prince.

Through those days of learning, Jesifer had kept the words of her mother. Starting the day of her coming of age was dangerous for her mutual love one. She inherited the lineage of her father, among of the legacies, the swint race. She must stay strong, that was her mother words she must not forget.

The day that Frehviesa born her second child, the visiting Jesifer had felt joy and envious. She offered her mother name, and the couple gladly accepted with delight. Her awareness about her race went strong but her defiance to resist was futile. She became infatuated with the child. Her brother the first prince had an appearance finally on her quarter. Being reminded about her race, she decided to leave the kingdom into the hands of her brother, Raume.

After leaving the kingdom, she went off with her disguise, slaughtering criminals and unfolding false legends, for the faith and safety of people, in the places wherever she would go. The life outside wasn't easy from the start until she managed to adapt. —And of course, with the help of the shadow army. But her loneliness could make her think about Yaume. She could remember their moments with the child. She could miss her.

One of the royal squad reported to Jesifer that Altra.s.s resigned as Marshal, a coincidence to an article of hidden archives that had been missing. It was a vital that shouldn't be revealed. Their long search leaded her to the nest of her brother, the first prince. She agreed about his motive on being the keeper, in exchange of the knowledge:

Dandia's ruler wasn't the royal family of Jelfyr. But the ent.i.ties above the sky that watched and decided the faith of Dandia's inhabitants.

Sky's Rejection will fall to a place where the ruler would take measure to the chosen soul.

It suddenly came to her cognition, to what purpose the ruler would select the soul and reject it along with the innocents around.

And why Altra.s.s persistently wanted to venture, beyond the barrier across the fogs.

Were there really G.o.ds around?

And why must the strongest should became the queen or king?

She continued to her own journey as an innocent civilian in disguise. In times of tired, she could think of nothing but Yaume.

Into the village of Aklaba, she found there culture amusing. A side from farming grains, fruits, and vegetables, those people were gathering silks to make clothes. Her daring att.i.tude had made her found a tutor about knotting clothes. A handmade present for Yaume that would be the best she could think...

Those who keeps believing and pray

Those who keeps their plan to workout

must not surrender for ever