Prologue
The rain was pounding on the castle's doors as Luke bounded up the stairs. "The Shadows have returned. The Shadows have returned," he screamed repeatedly. He opened the bedroom's door and froze. Lying in a pool of blood was his brother and the king of the Protectors, King William. Beside him was Queen Ivy, she was not dead but was going to die very soon. Luke ran over and knelt beside her, lifting her head gently so she could see him. "Save my baby. Save Annabelle!" Luke nodded his head as tears fell down his face. She coughed up blood and kept saying "Save her!" until she went limp and her eyes glazed over.
Luke stood up, wiping away the tears. Running toward the door, he could hear the Shadows, whispering dark secrets to each other in a strange language. Standing in the hallway Luke could hear Princess Annabelle scream and he ran, and did not stop until he reached her room. Standing over her bed was the Shadow, staring down at her with his beady red eyes, smiling with razor sharp teeth.
Luke pulled his sword out of it sheath and held it outward. The Shadows looked up, expecting him. The whispers went quite and the room went cold as the Shadow made its way to Luke. Holding his sword over his head Luke said, "This is for my brother!" and brought it down, but the Shadows vanished. The room began to shake violently and Luke ran to Annabelle and picked her up. "By the powers of the Goddess Naklia, open the light!" Luke screamed the words he was taught so many years ago. First, there was nothing then I golden light brightened the room. Luke jumped in with Annabelle in his arms as the roof caved in.
Luke stood up, wiping away the tears. Running toward the door, he could hear the Shadows, whispering dark secrets to each other in a strange language. Standing in the hallway Luke could hear Princess Annabelle scream and he ran, and did not stop until he reached her room. Standing over her bed was the Shadow, staring down at her with his beady red eyes, smiling with razor sharp teeth.
Luke pulled his sword out of it sheath and held it outward. The Shadows looked up, expecting him. The whispers went quite and the room went cold as the Shadow made its way to Luke. Holding his sword over his head Luke said, "This is for my brother!" and brought it down, but the Shadows vanished. The room began to shake violently and Luke ran to Annabelle and picked her up. "By the powers of the Goddess Naklia, open the light!" Luke screamed the words he was taught so many years ago. First, there was nothing then I golden light brightened the room. Luke jumped in with Annabelle in his arms as the roof caved in.
