บท 9: Royalty
Micheal woke up to much commotion. He saw guards all around and many people being taken away wrapped in bandages. He looked around and saw a man with a strange looking hat and some sort of large circular piece of glass. Micheal saw the man put his hand on top of it, and a projection beamed out of the glass. He saw what seemed to be Nova where he was before.
"YOU!" he yelled as he lunged towards Nova
But it was to no avail. He went straight through Nova. He turned around and saw.. Himself? The man with the glass looked confused. The projection was casting images of Nova and Micheal. The guard seemed to chuckle as Micheal pondered at the device.
"What is this?" Micheal questioned the guard.
"This is a magical artifact that the King has requested us to use to see what had transpired here. "It um… just works…"
Micheal looked on as the events that seemed to happen moments ago, began to happen again as the images replayed everything. He saw the fight he had with Nova, and when he had collapsed out of nowhere. He saw as Nova got up with some envelope in his hand and escaped from the palace. He sat in confusion, he knew that there were many things that his old village life wouldn't have taught him about, but just in one day in the capital, so much had occurred. Surely this isn't the norm everyday?
Some very important looking figures walked down stairs towards Micheal. Four guards whose armor was a lot more sophisticated and flashier than the other guards walked in front, and two grandly dressed people followed. The guards stepped to the side and a man wearing robes and a bright golden crown stepped in front of Micheal. Micheal stood up and bowed immediately. It didn't take him more than a second to realize who the man was. He was the King of Lunalla.
"Rise." The king said with a deep voice. Micheal hurriedly rose up and looked at the king. He was large, muscular, middle-aged with a short beard, and had a wise look in his eyes. Behind him was a young girl who seemed around 16, with long, blond hair, dressed in a fabulous outfit of red, white and blue. Micheal was entranced by her radiating beauty, and could barely take his eyes off her. He hurriedly took his eyes off her to look back at the king, however. It was a show of respect. "I planned to gather the heroes' descendants for a speech early, who could have predicted such a tragedy? For the crystal to be stolen… it seems this gathering will have a new purpose."
Micheal was confused hearing the king, 'Crystal? This whole mission was about a crystal?' The king continued, "New action will be taken soon. Micheal, your wisdom and bravery to track down and sneak attack the villain, slowing him down and inflicting injuries upon him is just the kind of person our kingdom needs."
'Huh?' Micheal thought, 'He lost Nova, and then didn't even intend to sneak attack Nova! However, he didn't dare speak out against the king.'
"Micheal, you will be publicly awarded today for your efforts. This will boost morale and effort among those participating. Someone will come help prepare you later." With that, the king left, with two guards staying behind. The young girl stayed behind however, she seemed curious in Micheal.
She spoke, "So, your Micheal?" She walked in a circle around Micheal, seemingly analyzing him. Micheal dared not to move too much. She… was most likely a princess!
"Micheal, I saw the projection of what you did back there. Our palace is filled with step 3 and 4 guards, and yet it was you! It was you!" She pointed straight at Micheal. "It was you! A weak, measly step 1! A common step 1 that you can find literally anywhere! A person with absolutely nothing special about him. It was you that took the credit for being the only person to inflict injuries upon the villain, making him leave blood behind." The more she spoke, the more her eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked at Micheal.
"Micheal. It's people like you that we need! You truly inherit the heroic qualities of your grandfather, Maxwell Marketwire. I know my father thinks that your results are a fluke, and wants to use you to boost morale, but I truly believe in you! Stay in the palace for the night. I'll arrange for someone to look for you early tomorrow morning so we can have a meeting. Let's make a deal. I can support your adventures, and you can do something for me in return. How does that sound?"
"Great!" Micheal could only respond. After all, he couldn't just refuse the princess, could he? And even if he could, this seemed beneficial to him.
"Oh! Where are my manners! My name is Naomi Kadema!" Micheal observed the princess, 'She seems pretty uncomfortable right now, but why?'
"Unfortunately, Micheal, my time is limited right now. This incident has given me a lot of work to do!" With that statement, she started leaving as abruptly as she appeared.
'What….what…' Micheal suddenly remembered something, Dante! "Wait!" He called out. "There was an orc named Dante who caused a scene... that was because of Nova's powers, he wasn't colluding with Nova or anything…"
She looked at one of her guards and said, "Maximillion, Please bring Micheal to the jail cell holding Dante, and release him." Naomi said as she left in a hurry.
Micheal was left confused. 'Why did she suddenly leave in a hurry? She clearly doesn't seem that busy....I need a moment to process everything.' With that thought in mind, he started following Maximillion, completely missing the fact that there was now a wet stain on the ground where Naomi stood.
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