The meeting was well on its way when Crown Prince Amon barged in the room panting, a sac hanging from his arm .
All present stood up in alarm .
"Your Highness!"
"Crown Prince!"
It was the Queen's voice that rose from the cacophony of voices . "Son, what happened? What's wrong?"
Crown Prince Amon breathed faster . "Mama . . . "
Queen Iris approached his son . "Yes son . I'm here . What is it?"
"I-I brought something . "
There was a collective sigh and the King's booming voice reverberated the hall .
"What is it son? And why are you panting? Where have you been?"
Crown Prince Amon took a deep breath then launched on his story .
"I found this crystal ball . I found out that this is a little different from the ones we use in the Magoria . "
He took it out from the sac and gave it to the Chief Scholar, who scrutinized it with his spectacles .
After a few minutes, the Chief Scholar spoke, "Well, it really is different . We could try it on Lyra . If it works on them, we have our key . "
The old man voiced out the question everyone wants to ask, "Where did you get this, Crown Prince Amon?"
The Crown Prince gulped down his saliva; his sweat flowing down his face . "Uh," he scratched his head . "I'll tell you later, after Lyra's test . "
Everyone nodded and they proceeded to the Truth Court .
***
The ball let out a blinding, white light; flooding the whole room with warm light . Only Lyra could see the faces of the people with her at the moment; and she saw how they turn away or cover their eyes at the intensity of the light coming out from the ball .
After enjoying the show, she retracted her hand from the ball and the light subsided .
The Chief Scholar couldn't contain his excitement . "Wow, that was so magnificent! If we could use them to our advantage, maybe we could stand a chance . "
Lyra was confused, but she dared to ask . "What do you mean 'we could stand a chance', Chief Scholar?"
Chief Scholar Alvis looked from the King to the Queen, seemingly asking for permission to reveal it to the girl .
But it was Crown Prince Amon who answered, "We are afraid that the Kingdom of Exosha will be declaring war to all of Aenario . They have started the war against Nomosyne, and it would just be a matter of time when they will come here . "
Lyra covered her mouth in shock; her knees trembled . Crown Prince Amon helped her to her feet; General Luther gave her a chair to sit on .
The Crown Prince continued, "Seeing that the no-mages possess magic after all, we are thinking if we could use some of it to defend and fight for our Kingdom . The other Kingdoms don't know about this too . "
Lyra stood up with resolve; a decision forming on her face . "We will gladly give all we can for our Kingdom! We won't hesitate to use all for the sake of defending the Kingdom!"
The people present were moved beyond words; they couldn't reply to the girl's enthusiasm and patriotism . They all thought that if all Oniro citizens are like this, then any other Kingdom will not stand a chance against them .
Lyra, on the other hand, after speaking those brave words, felt small of a sudden . In a teeny, tiny voice, she voiced out the concern on her mind . "But there's a tiny problem . I don't know, and nobody knows in the no-mage district how to control these powers . "
***
The meeting was then resumed, but with the old man and woman and Lyra in the mix .
Lyra was ecstatic to meet the old woman . "Granny! What are you doing here?"
The two then started talking about the no-mage district and the people they knew .
When the King sat down, he saw them talking continuously . So he cleared his throat; catching both their attentions .
"I believe we are here to talk about the dilemma Lyra has pointed out to us . "
The old man replied, "Which is?"
"I don't know how to use, control or summon it . I'm clueless about this," Lyra said sadly .
Granny smiled . "Not to worry dear . I have smuggled with me the research of my no-mage friends before . I'm sure you could find it there on how to use it . "
Lyra was taken aback by this sudden revelation . "You knew about this Granny?"
"Of course . "
"Then, what power do you possess? I was told that the no-mage could use another four types of magic: Light, Dark, Life and Death . "
Granny smiled, her gums showing out . "Death . I use Death, my dear . "
Chapter end
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