《Escalodia - The Dark Age》Love has come (Part I)
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When he arrived in the palace, Cyril immediately looked for Commander Augusta. Then he asked one of the soldiers who was patrolling in front of him, "Excuse me, have you seen where Commander Augusta is ?", "Commander Augusta is in the strategy room with the other commanders, but no one seems to be allowed in there, other than those commanders.” replied the soldier to Cyril. "Okay, looks like I'll just wait here, thank you for the information" said Cyril to the soldier and the soldier resumed his patrol duties. While waiting, Cyril went to see the entire ravaged palace. After walking around the palace for a long time, Cyril found a room with a door that was still solid and did not appear to have been damaged at all. "Are my eyes seeing the wrong thing or is there something strange here, this room's cuisine still looks good without any cracks ?" Cyril was suspicious of the room.
Then Cyril tried to forget it and said to himself "Awake Cyril!, Don't let anything distract you from your goal which is just a little longer." Then Cyril left from there and tried to return to the meeting room to see if Commander Augusta could be found.
But on the way back to the room, Cyril saw from a distance right at the end of the palace corridor, it looked like the shadowy figure of an old man he used to see in his dreams. Cyril immediately met the figure of the old man and asked "What are you doing here ?". "Cyril my son, When the sun begins to set quickly you leave this place, open the door at the end of this corridor, a place that cannot be destroyed by human power because the shadows have risen when the noble blood of darkness has poured from your hands." The old man answered Cyril. "But how do I get into that room ?, the room is locked and no one knows where the key is. Then what is the meaning of all this you say ?!” asked Cyril back to the old man with curiosity and confusion.
"You will soon find out, my son, don't waste what you have" said the old man then he immediately disappeared from Cyril's presence. Then Cyril began to observe his surroundings while trying to figure out how to get into the room. But when Cyril was looking for a way to get in there, suddenly the commanders came out of the room where they had the meeting, then Cyril quickly tried to meet Augusta's commander. “Hi, Commander Augusta, I want to speak to you!” shouted Cyril loudly from a distance while running towards him. Suddenly Augusta's commander immediately looked at Cyril and walked to meet him.
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"Hey young man, thank you for your warning about this attack so that this city is not overrun by those people from Dark Urkmar, introduce my name is Commander Augusta of Villmort's royal equestrian battalion" said the commander to Cyril with a smile. "Commander Augusta I have a question you must answer, who am I ?" said Cyril in confusion. "Meet me in the room at the end of the corridor tonight, then I will tell you who you really are" Augusta said to Cyril and then left in front of him. "What really happened to me ?" asked Cyril to himself with the utmost bewilderment. Then Cyril immediately went in search of Samara so that he could convey this news to her as well.
Cyril went to the bar in town because he knew Samara would be there. Then when Cyril arrived at the bar, he immediately looked around and found Samara sitting alone in a corner of the bar. Then he approached Samara and said "Hey Samara, I have news from commander Augusta that I have to meet him in the room at the end of the palace corridor tonight and he will tell me who I really am". But Samara just stayed silent with a sad face and didn't seem to listen to Cyril at all. "Hey Samara, are you listening to me?" said Cyril while holding Samara's shoulders. Samara was surprised and said to Cyril "Haah, what's wrong ?!, oohh Cyril, is there something you want to tell me ?". “What are you doing Samara, what are you thinking ? is something bothering you ?” asked Cyril in amazement. "What happened to Samara ?" Cyril asked in his heart because he had never seen Samara like this.
"It's okay Cyril not something serious, okay, can you repeat what you wanted to say to me earlier?" Samara said to Cyril with a smile. Finally Cyril repeated what he had said earlier in more detail to Samara. "Okay, Cyril we're going to that room again tonight" Samara said happily. Then they spent time in the bar until the afternoon and they hurried back to the inn first to get ready to go out tonight.
"Samara, tell me what were you really thinking at the bar earlier ?" Cyril said to him with a bit of force while holding Samara's shoulders. “NOTHING, NOT YOUR BUSINESS !!” Samara said to Cyril with sadness mixed with anger even she was in tears because Cyril kept trying to find out what was bothering her. "Tell me the truth, Samara, what really happened to you ?" said Cyril while trying to calm Samara, then Cyril hugged him and said "Don't you think I'm a stranger anymore Samara, we've been through a lot since we first met even you also saved my life, I trust you completely, but it's all up to you Samara, do you also want to trust me completely ?” "I have trusted you completely Cyril since the first time you saved me, but I'm not sure if you still trust me if I tell you the truth who I really am, I'm just afraid of losing you" Samara said in her heart as she continued to cry in Cyril's arms.
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Then after a long time Samara finally started to calm down but suddenly she fainted for no reason, "Samara... Samara wake up, hey Samara wake up" Cyril said to Samara, panicking while Cyril tried to wake him up, then Cyril carried him and put him on the bed so he could wake her up. Samara could rest, then Cyril tried to make a warm drink while waiting for Samara to wake up. After waiting for a long time, Samara finally came to her senses and tried to ask Cyril what had happened. Cyril also told him what had happened before he passed out and Cyril asked how he was and Samara said that he was getting better now. Then Cyril rushed to get the hot drink he had made earlier and gave it to Samara. Then Samara drank the hot drink and tried to get out of bed "Come on Cyril, isn't it already late, we should hurry to see commander Augusta, shouldn't we ?" said Samara while trying to get up quickly. But Cyril also restrained Samara and said that he should stay for the night at the inn and Cyril said that he would go there alone. "No Cyril, I will accompany you there too" Samara said trying to beg while holding Cyril's hand. But Cyril still didn't change his mind, he took Samara's hands and reassured her that she could take care of herself. "Promise me that you will come back here once you know who you really are" said Samara with teary eyes to Cyril. Then Samara was surprised when Cyril suddenly kissed her forehead and said that he would come back and meet Samara. "Your treatment that you always tell me without you realizing it, this is what makes me unable to lose you Cyril, it seems true that this love is starting to come" Samara said in her heart. Then Cyril left the inn and headed for the palace so he could meet the commander Augusta and find out what really happened to his past. Arriving at the corridor, he saw that Augusta's commander was already standing at the end of the corridor and waiting for his arrival. So Cyril rushed towards the room. "Are you ready Cyril ?" said commander Augusta to Cyril. “Okay, now tell me the truth” Cyril replied to Augusta's commander. “First of all, let's go inside first, but there's a password you have to break in order to get inside. What can't be seen but can be felt, can't be explained but can be expressed? Augusta's commander said to Cyril and hoped in his heart that Cyril could answer him. Cyril was silent while trying to find out what Augusta's commander meant. Then Cyril remembered his father's words when he was a child, "Cyril know that there is an extraordinary power that can change a person's life or even cause great destruction". "What is it dad ?" asked little Cyril curiously, then his father replied "Love, that power is called Love, because of love one can sacrifice his own life or even because of excessive love one can destroy those around him, because excessive love will create a sense of loss. which is extraordinary because love blinds the eyes of one's heart. One day you will understand what I am saying, Cyril. "The answer is love, that's my answer, commander Augusta," replied Cyril to the commander, then suddenly the door of the room began to glow and the door opened instantly. "Let's go Cyril inside" said the commander Augusta with a smile. Then they both went inside. "Love has come (Part II)".
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