The Path Of Peace (The Cremelino Prophecy Book 3) Read Online Free Page B

light to fight
darkness
    and love to fight hate
    if he reaches into the power of
his heart.
    He will find new allies, turn
enemy to friend, and
    Find the binding of all power on
the path of peace.
    Christine responded back, “ He
has fought his own darkness and brought light again to the kingdom, and he
rules with love. Isn’t the prophecy fulfilled then?”
    Not yet, my dear. He has much
more to do on his path of peace.
    Darius let out a breath of air.
He appreciated the fact that they could communicate with Lightning, but their
prophecies, hidden meanings, and secrecies were enough to drive him mad.
    No one else in the group had
noticed the quickly exchanged thoughts between the three of them. The
mind-speaking ability of the Cremelinos was only known by a few of them.
Lightning had explained to Darius and Christine that she had been prepared to
help them fulfill the prophecy. In ancient times, the Cremelinos spoke with
wizards, but the practice had been lost since the Realm had kept the Cremelinos
for themselves while shunning magic. Lightning’s ability to speak with
Christine came from ancient bloodlines of lesser wizards that ran in her veins
and her special relationship with Darius.
    Let’s go, wizard! Lightning said.
    This time, Darius heeded her
words. He smiled and put up his hand in signal to proceed.
    “Farewell, my friends,” he called
out as his own anxious steed galloped across the courtyard and through the
castle gates, Christine riding Lightning by his side. “My father and the other
councilors are in charge until I return. I will bid your good wishes to the
other cities and kingdoms we visit. They will know the Realm is still in
control, that her people are proud, and their King will bring them honor.”
    Among the cheers of its citizens,
the group began its descent through the streets of Anikari, the great and
ancient capital city of the Realm. Darius spread his hands wide, and flowers
bloomed in the windowsills of the businesses and houses lining the streets. The
crowds shouted in joy and saluted their new King and his powers. The young
people looked up at Christine and Darius in dreamlike stares of hope and
longing. They loved their new King and his wife. Bards and storytellers were
already singing songs and telling stories of their courtship and wedding.
    Darius did notice some of the
older residents standing in the back. They did not cheer as loud or join in the
celebration as much. They held to the old ways of nobility and separation from
others more firmly. Darius tipped his head at those specifically and tried to
reach out his magic of love to them. Some responded with amazed looks on their
faces; others were too hardened to feel. He had left directions with councilor Martin Halverssn from the farmlands to take things
slow and not make any sudden changes. He hoped old prejudices would fade over
time.
    The autumn day turned warm, but
the high heat of summer had left them. They left the western city gates and
skirted the outside of the farmlands, turning north and then back east around
Anikari. Humble farmers and ranchers stood on the side of the road and let
their praises be known. Darius knew many of them and Christine most of them.
These were good hardworking people who toiled so those in the city had food and
meat. The apple orchards hung heavy with a good upcoming harvest. Berries,
watermelon, tomatoes, and other late summer fruit and vegetable gardens could
be seen dwindling with their last fruits of the year.
    “I’ve missed riding like this,”
Christine said to Darius. “We have been in the city too long.”
    “I agree. By late fall however,
the Diamond Palace will be finished enough to spend some time there this
winter,” Darius said, referring to the large home he was having built out in
the farmlands along the edge of the Lake of Reflection. The natural meadow that
they had found years before had been named the Field of Diamonds. The palace
would give them a chance periodically