For Warriors! The Vanquishers of Alhambra book 2, a Grimdark, Dark Fantasy series,: The Vanquishers of Alhambra book 2, a Grimdark, Dark Fantasy

By Omayra Velez

Here I am again, fighting for my life. You already know me. I used to be Madame Calixta Harlow Carlyle, the exotic prostitute of Talbert, but I am not anymore. Now, I am married to a Marquess and have accepted my position as the third Vanquisher of Alhambra. Things are getting from bad to worse in the Kingdom of Alhambra. My husband Dreyden and

• Language: English
• Publisher: Omayra Velez
• Release date: Apr 14, 2023
• ISBN: 9781959443117

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The Vanquishers of Alhambra, Book II

By Omayra Vélez

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Names: Omayra Vélez, author.

Title: For Warriors! The Vanquishers of Alhambra Book II/ Omayra Vélez

Description: Florida: Omayra Vélez, [2022] | Series: The Vanquishers of Alhambra

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ISBN 978–1-959443–10–0 (hardback)

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Subjects: Alhambra, Behui, Yakuta Kingdoms, (Imaginary Places)–Fiction. | Dark Fantasy

Fiction. | Romance fiction. | BISAC: FICTION / Fantasy / Romance. | FICTION / Action & Adventure. | FICTION / Fantasy / Adventure.

Classification: LCC

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Dedication

In my life the number four has a special meaning. I have three sisters, and I make four daughters for my mother and father.

However, my sisters are all warriors. My sister Diana has Multiple Sclerosis and she fights every day to get up in the morning, work, and keep moving. She is a nurse. I know she will never give up. My sister Awina has Lupus. She has made many sacrifices to fight her lupus, she works, and maintain her life as stable as possible. She is a nurse. She fights pain like Diana and keeps a happy demeanor. My younger sister Amárilis is a US Marine. She did six years as a Marine. Now, Amárilis fixes submarines. She is a single mom, works full time, and is raising an autistic son.

Me, I am what you already know.

We are a family of Warriors. But my sisters teach me what women of honor are.

I dedicate this book to my three sisters.

For Warriors, Diana, Awina, and Amárilis.

Table of Contents

For Warriors!

The Vanquishers of Alhambra, Book II

Copyright

Dedication

Map of the Kingdom of Alhambra

Part 1

We Must Find Gálida, The Second Vanquisher

CHAPTER 1

Pain and Then Love

CHAPTER 2

Alexander the Thief and Gálida the Elf

CHAPTER 3

The Fort of Marr

CHAPTER 4

The Archimage

CHAPTER 5

Calixta’s Might

CHAPTER 6

No Obligation to Join

CHAPTER 7

The Stinky Rose Has the Tar

CHAPTER 8

Eliminating an Obstacle

CHAPTER 9

Calixta’s Training and an Angry Pirate

Part II

Alesha and The Fourth Vanquisher

CHAPTER 10

The Nightmare

CHAPTER 11

I’m Not My Brother’s Keeper

CHAPTER 12

Kidnapped a Second Time

CHAPTER 13

The Law of the Land

CHAPTER 14

Running from the Law

CHAPTER 15

The City of Harlow

CHAPTER 16

Evil in Harlow

CHAPTER 17

Protection in Harlow

CHAPTER 18

All Must Chose a Path

CHAPTER 19

Escape from a Demon’s Pupil

CHAPTER 20

The House of Doveway

CHAPTER 21

The Fourth Vanquisher

CHAPTER 22

Evil Came to Visit

CHAPTER 23

The Earl of Doveway

CHAPTER 24

The Magic Trick

CHAPTER 25

Jadro Gets a New Toy

Part III

Three Vanquishers Fight Together

CHAPTER 26

The Birth of a Demon

CHAPTER 27

Shedfield Joins Calixta’s Fight

CHAPTER 28

What Did I Get Into?

CHAPTER 29

Calixta Harlow Dreyden

CHAPTER 30

The Box Exchange Train Station

CHAPTER 31

We All Deserve Life

CHAPTER 32

A Reunion of Friends

CHAPTER 33

Shedfield, Jadro, and Calixta

CHAPTER 34

I Am Dead Again

CHAPTER 35

Losing One’s Head

CHAPTER 36

We Must Head North

Glossary of Terms

Magic Classes

Map of the Kingdom of Alhambra

Part 1

We Must Find Gálida, The Second Vanquisher

CHAPTER 1

Pain and Then Love

Aaahhh, damnation to hell! Orra, get out of here, Calixta shouted from her bed. She had been in labor for fifteen hours. For the last hour, she had sent a fireball shooting to the fireplace with almost every contraction. And now the woman could barely move her arms. Her sunken eyes and pale face were almost devoid of color when she shouted. Exhaustion had taken root in her body, and the child wasn’t crowning.

Orra, the child’s guardian angel, flew through the wall to get out of the room. When Orra was outside the hut, Calixta could hear the men asking Orra if everything was all right.

Dreyden and his group had stayed in the Desert Dweller’s village of Elijah for the last two months of Calixta’s pregnancy. Lala—Elijah’s wife, and Miomi—Calixta’s best friend, helped Calixta as she labored in their hut, and everyone else waited outside. Elijah, the Desert Dweller chieftain of his people, had given them a place to stay, food, some men, and minokawas. They still had to travel from Elijah’s Desert Dweller village to the Fort of Marr. But Calixta only cared about getting the child out of her.

Sissy, take a deep breath and exhale with the next contraction, but don’t push; your body is still not ready. The child will come when your body has prepared itself for her birth, said Miomi. Her tanned skin and sweaty body shined in the light from working with Calixta.

Please, Miomi, do something! You have healing magic; please make this pain go away … aaahhh. A massive contraction made her entire body twist.

I am sorry, love. I can’t take your pain away. The only way we can tell when a contraction is coming is by watching your pain, said Miomi.

M’lady, you’ll be getting yer little one in yer hands soon. Jani, bring more water, said Lala. Young Jani left the hut in a hurry, and Miomi kept her hand on Calixta’s knees with her hand glowing green.

What ya doing with yer green magic? asked Lala.

I am making sure the little one will not get hurt in this process, said Miomi.

Miomi, please, listen to me. I need to push. This is not right. I’ve been trying for hours, moaned Calixta. A contraction left Calixta breathing fast and hard; as soon as it was over, she turned onto one side and stretched her back. The pain in her hips came in waves. Her hip bones cracked, then her hip moved up and away from her. She felt relieved, then turned and sat back on her bed.

I feel better, said Calixta with her eyes closed.

M’lady, I think yer hips finally unlocked to let yer little one be born, said Lala.

Sissy, please try to relax and let me check you, said Miomi. She checked Calixta then smiled.

I think you are ready, said Miomi.

I feel another contraction coming. Ooohhh, it hurts—so much! Calixta frowned, and she had to shut her eyes. Aaahhh! Her scream came in a loud and long wail.

Calixta, do not push. I can feel her head, but you are not there yet, said Miomi, but Calixta didn’t care; she pushed with her contraction anyway.

I told you not to push, said Miomi.

But I am hurting. Calixta’s light-brown hair was in a braid swept to one side of her body, which was covered in sweat. Her hazel eyes looked at Miomi and, pleading, she said, My arms feel numb.

I know, mi amor, but you need to take deep breaths when the contractions start and try to relax between them. Corazón, ya prontito tendrás a tu nena. Your little girl will be here soon. Just wait to push when I tell you. Yes? said Miomi.

Aaahhh! Calixta shouted with the pain that ensued. The door slammed open, and Dreyden entered the hut brandish his sword.

Oh, Lord in heaven! Ashton, I am not done here. Aaahhh, Get out! Calixta shouted at her husband, Ashton Dreyden, as another contraction came over her.

Calixta, don’t push yet. Dreyden, get out of here, now! shouted Miomi.

My Lord, this is no place for a man, said Lala, placing a cold rag over Calixta’s forehead.

I want to help. I can’t bear to hear her scream, said Dreyden.

Alright, fine, you want to help, then come and sit by her side and help by rubbing her back between contractions. And later, you can help her by holding the back of her thigh toward the side of her body when it’s time to push, said Miomi.

Dreyden dropped his sword to one side and went to sit by Calixta.

She looks exhausted. Miomi, do something now! said Dreyden.

That’s part of labor. If yer going to be in the way, ye need to leave, said Lala with her hands on her hips. Her gray hair was loose around her face, and her imposing persona revealed precisely who she was—the chieftain’s wife.

No, no, I’ll stay quiet, said Dreyden.

Good, then rub her back, she’s hurting, said Lala. Jani ran into the hut with a bucket of clean water, and Lala kept wetting the rag to keep it cold before dabbing Calixta’s sweaty brow.

After a few more minutes of contractions and pain, Miomi smiled and said, Calixta, your daughter is crowning. I can see the top of her head. On the next contraction, you must push hard.

Calixta leaned her head back against Dreyden’s chest. Dreyden, I am so tired. This child has taken all my energy.

I can see you are tired, my love, but now you must breathe and push when Miomi tells you. Dreyden kissed Calixta’s temple.

Miomi, I don’t want to do this anymore. Oh no, another contraction! said Calixta. Calixta held the back of her knees up to her sides. She closed her eyes and pushed with every contraction for about five minutes. During one contraction, Miomi’s eyes opened wide.

Push, do it now. Push hard! Her head is almost out. Calixta pushed with all her might, and the child’s head emerged.

Miomi moved the head a little to the left and then to the right.

What are you doing with her head? asked Dreyden.

Just making sure the cord isn’t around her neck, said Miomi.

Calixta pushed with the next contraction one more time, and the child’s body came out. She cried loudly, and her mother smiled.

It’s a girl, said Lala, passing a clean piece of cloth to Miomi. She cleaned the little girl’s face, mouth, and nose.

Calixta, here is your daughter, said Miomi, placing the baby on Calixta’s naked chest so she could cut the umbilical cord. Calixta counted two dimples, ten fingers, and ten toes. She had brown hair like her father. Her eyes were glazed and watery, so Calixta could not tell what color they were. They could be brown like her father’s or hazel like hers. Only time would tell, but one thing was for sure—this was her child. The same little girl she had seen at the Box Exchange Train Station all those months ago. And Calixta felt all the love of the world. It was as if Lord Love had given her an extra measure of his gift. She felt so strongly about this one little person she had just seen for the second time.

Miomi cleaned her hands while Dreyden cried over Calixta’s head. Tears dripped down the side of his face and touched Calixta’s face.

Orra flew in through a wall, hovered near the bed, and eagerly craned his head. I can hear her cry from outside. She has good lungs, said Orra. His enormous white wings opened out, surrounding everyone in the room.

Are you both fine? Is she hurt? Why is she crying so loud? Dreyden asked, then looked up at Miomi.

Newborns cry when they’re born, silly man. Meet your daughter. And Orra, you can stay but step away; this is a mommy and father moment, said Miomi.

Lord Ashton Dreyden, meet our daughter, Lady Erika Miomi Natalie Harlow Dreyden, said Calixta in a tired voice with the child laid over her chest. She cleaned her little treasure with a cloth, kissed her, and held her precious gift close to her breasts.

Hello, little lady, I’m your father. The baby hiccupped in reply. Dreyden smiled. He kissed Calixta and stared at the two ladies in his life.

Let her be the first of many, said Calixta, giving a kiss on Erika’s head.

Miomi turned to face Dreyden. I need to clean mother and child and deal with the afterbirth, so Dreyden, you must leave. I’ll tell you when you can return to your family. Orra, it will be best if you leave the room.

I’ll stay out of your way. I’ll make myself small and invisible, so you can work easily, said Orra.

Fine, just stay out of our way, said Miomi.

How long will it take? asked Dreyden.

It’ll take about an hour. Now go. When m’lady Calixta and her child are cleaner, ye can be together again, said Lala, then she took some linen and held the little one.

Dreyden left, but Orra stayed and hovered in a corner. He closed his wings and made himself appear small, around the size of a human.

Lala and Miomi, thank you for everything. I could not have survived this without you both, Calixta said, while Lala made silly faces at the newborn child.

You are welcome, cariño. I think you are the first woman who has left an undesirable Exotic trade behind. You are now a Vanquisher, a mage, the wife of a marquis, and now you are a mother. Sissy, you are a blessed woman indeed, said Miomi, taking the baby from Lala and holding her close to her heart.

M’lady, yer most welcome. Ye must rest. Come, Jani, take these dirty linens out of here, said Lala.

Under Lala’s watchful gaze, Jani left the hut with the linens, and Miomi placed little Erika back in Calixta’s arms.

Calixta wanted to sleep, but she wanted her child by her side even more. Her body felt as if she had battled hundreds of demons. Her legs were numb, and her back ached. All her training as an Exotic had not prepared her for giving birth. She wanted her child in her arms from the moment she saw her. Miomi then helped her push the placenta out. Afterward, Lala called three other women to help clean Calixta, take out the bloodied bed, and bring in a clean one.

Finally, Calixta was in a clean bed with her child, but then the little girl screamed bloody murder. Calixta looked at Lala blankly. What is wrong with her? Why is she crying so much? Calixta rocked her child and kept glancing fearfully over at Lala and Miomi.

M’lady, she’s hungry, said Lala.

Sissy, you must nurse her, said Miomi in a tired voice, with bags under her eyes. Calixta took one of her breasts and offered it to the little girl. It took mother and child a little while to figure it out, but they managed.

I need sleep, love. I am tired, said Miomi.

Go rest, healer Miomi; I’ll have Jani come and help m’lady Calixta through the afternoon. I’ll come in the evening and will stay with her for an hour or two, said Lala.

Dreyden said he will be here all night. Erika will wake every few hours to feed. I’ll let Dreyden know to place Erika on your breast for feeding and to let you sleep, said Miomi, rubbing down her hand with clean linen.

Thank you, my dear friend. Go rest. I will be fine with Jani. Miomi left the room and Calixta stayed, feeding her child. Lala called Jani, and she entered the room and helped Calixta with Erika. Dreyden entered the room and sat next to his wife. The little girl fed some more, and soon she fell asleep, as did Calixta in Dreyden’s arms.

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Twenty-five days after Erika was born, Dreyden and the others sat around Calixta’s bed talking about their next move.

We must leave in two days, said Calixta, nursing her child.

You are not going anywhere. You just gave birth to Erika not four weeks ago, said Dreyden, rubbing Calixta’s foot.

Ashton Dreyden, we have talked about this already. I am not staying behind. Orra will protect Erika, and I feel fine. I am a Vanquisher, just like you. We must go to the Fort of Marr. This trip has taken us ages. What now? Calixta said, looking at Miomi.

It’s been over seven months since we left Barshaw Manor, said Miomi.

The minokawas are ready to travel. Chieftain Elijah has given us all the supplies we need to take us to the Fort of Marr. Joppa says we are packed and ready to go. We could leave at any moment, said Erasmo, drinking his tea.

I said we must wait. It’s too soon for Calixta to travel, said Dreyden.

Ashton, you made us stay in Elijah’s village for two months before Erika was born because of me and the baby. Fine, I went along with it. I was feeling awful. But now she has been born, and we are doing well. She has her protector in Orra, and I will let nothing happen to her. I will fight with her shield if need be.

You two are all I have, and I will not lose either of you, said Dreyden.

Stop it, Calixta said. "Love, I don’t need you to fight my battles. You want to protect us, but I am not something small to keep hidden. I am a Vanquisher, a woman of power and strength. I need you to fight with me, not for me. We move and fight together as a family. Are you ready to travel?

Things are getting worse in this kingdom, and we can’t let this happen because you are afraid of losing us. I will leave in two days’ time, and Erika will come with me. You want to care for us. You better be ready to fly, or I will leave without you. Gálida must awaken, and Joseph needs our help.

You are a pain in the ass, Calixta. How can I love such a woman? Dreyden paused briefly. Fine, you win; we leave in two days.

Finally, someone hit some senses in his brain, said Erasmo.

Ha! You are welcome, Erasmo. Now, can all of you leave my hut? I want to change my daughter’s swaddling cloth, and that is a smelly job, said Calixta. They all left except Dreyden. As Calixta changed the little girl’s cloth, Dreyden looked at his wife.

Why do you love contradicting me? said the man.

"You know I will do anything for you, but you also know we have a big job ahead of us. Listen, there is one thing I didn’t tell you, and you need to know. The last time I went to the Box Exchange Train Station, the virtues were going to take Erika from me. But I made a promise. If they let me have Erika, I wouldn’t let her get in the way of my task as a Vanquisher.

They returned her to us, and I will keep my promise. I trust Orra will protect her. I will do all I can to keep her from harm, and I suggest you do the same. You must place her in the arms of our g-d and let Orra be her guardian. Or else I am afraid they might take her away from us for good the next time. Calixta placed her daughter in her bed. Then she stood up, walked over to Dreyden, and kissed him. He took Calixta in his arms and hugged her tight.

What you are asking is a hard thing for a man to do. It’s even harder for me to do. You two are my life, said Dreyden.

Yes, but you are not an ordinary man.

What type of man am I then?

You are my man, a Vanquisher. You’re a man who helped an Exotic woman leave her trade, who got her with child, and who taught her how to love and forgive, said Calixta. Erika cried, and Dreyden moved to her side and picked her up. Calixta walked toward them and the three of them joined up in a family embrace.

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Two days later, Joppa, Olag, Jani, and Vikas, four of Elijah’s best warriors, stood in waiting outside the village boundary. Elijah had given Dreyden and Calixta four warriors and enough supplies to last them for about three months on the road. Erasmo arrived with enough ammunition for a war with another Nartago. They had planned the next part of their travels for weeks. Mario and Wally collected all the supplies, and Erasmo helped them saddle the animals. Lala helped Calixta prepare a special chest harness for her baby. Lala helped Calixta pack her minokawa, and Elijah stood with his two sons.

I am going to miss you, Lala. Thank you for all you have done for me. Giving birth to Erika was an ordeal only made bearable because of your help, said Calixta.

Ye take care of your little bairn, yer hear me. I feel like a grandmamma to little Erika now, said Lala.

Calixta chuckled then said, I think you are going to be the only Grandma Erika will ever have.

Lala took Erika in her arms, gave her a motherly kiss, and hugged her. She then hugged Calixta, kissed her, and recited a prayer over her.

May the Lord of the Sky, Moon, Sun, and Land guard you and shelter you always. May you have good health and prosperity every day of your life. I cast away all evil and call happiness upon you forever. After this prayer, Lala kissed the baby’s forehead again and passed Erika to her mother. Calixta placed the baby in her harness.

I gave her me blessing. Go and mount the minokawa, and hold on tight. Here miss Miomi, I made this scarf for ye, said Lala, handing Miomi a royal blue scarf with a blue-and-red minokawa embroidered in it.

Thank you, Lala, it’s beautiful, said Miomi.

It will keep you warm on the cool prairie nights, said Lala. Miomi went to mount her minokawa and Lala went to stand next to her sons while Dreyden talked with Elijah.

My dear friend Elijah, I must thank you for all your help. I will do all in my power to wake the Second Vanquisher and then go find Joseph, said Dreyden.

I hope ye get to the Fort of Marr in good health and with good winds. These minokawas are strong, and I trained these warriors meself. They will serve ye and obey yer orders. Elijah’s eyes shone bright. The old man stood with his hands behind his back.

I will never forget what you have done for my family and me, said Dreyden.

Ye must know. We will stand with ye in the coming war, but ye must be ready to make sacrifices, said Elijah.

What do you mean? asked Dreyden.

Ye are the First Vanquisher. As a leader, ye must be willing to make the best decisions. Sometimes the hardest decisions are the best and not the easiest. Remember me words when yer in battle, said Elijah.

I will, said Dreyden.

Elijah turned to face Vikas and nodded. Vikas, ye must make sure Lord Dreyden has all he needs for his fight. Ye know how to contact us.

Yes sir, I’ll do all I can to follow yer orders, said the redheaded Vikas.

Elijah walked back, and he stood next to his sons and Lala. Calixta and Miomi had already mounted their minokawas and were waiting for the others to finish packing. They had said their goodbyes to Lala and Elijah. Living with Elijah and his Desert Dwellers had been a great experience.

Hop, hop, said Dreyden to his minokawa. And the feathered dragon took to the sky. Calixta had flown only once before, when they had arrived at the village almost three months ago. Calixta felt a little scared at being so high in the sky, but Orra’s wings almost touched her. Calixta could not understand how the feathered dragons were not scared of Orra. Maybe the minokawas could not see the angel, but she knew Orra would protect her and Erika. Dreyden’s group left Elijah’s village early in the morning, heading toward the Fort of Marr. Calixta couldn’t wait to finally reach the fort.

CHAPTER 2

Alexander the Thief and Gálida the Elf

I am going to have Johannes cleaved to the brisket. That muter flunken, dropped our lantern on this wet floor and now, what do ye think happened? What? It had a splendid chance of being extinguished, and it did. It was me great luck to work with such a bunch of coward scallywags. Me employer wanted me to go inside the Fort of Marr and pillage the Hawayst sword and all what we could carry. The sword belongs to the Queen of the elves, and me dastardly skipper Theobald Zeehold wants it badly.

I’m a mage, the son of a pirate, a thief, and some people call me a seer. Me magic is a pain on me neck. Ye have no clue what it is to wake every morning to the loud chatter of all the thoughts of everyone around ye. Yes, me friend, I can hear everyone as if I was in a cave and all these muter flunken people sound like echoes. I can’t make out what they are saying. Which is the good and the bad part.

And the only way to mute the sound of all these voices is with a strong cup of a liquid brew out of a bean I found in the Kingdom of Tsestelago called coffee. I buy it by the bucketful. Me skipper makes sure I have the beans. It tastes as good as the lips of a young wench from Tsestelago.

I hope you had tasted coffee yerself. Anyway, me father, who is also me skipper, knows what it is to be a mage. Me father is a mage also, but he controls water. His magic is a very valuable and useful for a pirate. Oh, by the way, me name is Alexander Zeehold, but all call me Alex.

Me magic is more useful for thieving. I can move things around, I can tell when people are around, and I can place thoughts in people’s minds. I can’t read minds. Ye’ll be crazy if ye think I want that power. Hell no, I don’t want such a nightmare. However, this story is more of a pain in me butt than it is crazy. Yup! Let me tell ye more.

I was in this fortress with one of me father’s men, yeah Johannes! He had dropped the lantern ways back, ran away, and now, I had no idea where I was, so great. I couldn’t see a drop of water if it was an inch from me face. It was darker than a dragon’s arse. Not that I have ever been up a dragon’s arse, heavens no. But anyway, I wasn’t having a good feeling. My father specifically said, If ye go down the dungeons where the elves gone sleeping, ye will fall asleep and never wake up.

Damn, I am twenty-eight years old and still a virgin. I don’t want to die a virgin. There is this girl, Jory, I like and her sister Wanda. I like them both, but me conscience says I can only have one. I haven’t made up me mind yet. So, I’m still a virgin. Momma says I am an indecisive man. If only she knew. I am a pirate who has kissed many women but has bedded none. I must be a man and make a choice. But I can’t. I like them both. Do not judge me, I am sure ye had those moments. And I can’t see meself bedding a girl and then leaving her. Oh no, if I bed a girl, I’ll be keeping her forever.

Anyway, the sword—I was walking in the dark, I was cold and hungry. The hallway kept going down forever. And then, and without any warning, there was a gust of wind, a screech, and a door slammed. I thought it was the muter flunken scallywag of a man Johannes slamming doors and making noise as he scurried away like a rat.

Damn ye Johannes!

I was still trying to remember if I’d made a left or a right the last time I turned.

Ye know that feeling when a man who works for ye does something stupid. Yeah, all I could think of was, I hope the flunken Johannes falls down a hole and breaks his neck. I hate cowards, but as luck happens, I was the one who fell down a set of stairs that went on forever. But no, I didn’t trip. I felt when someone pushed me, which is scary. Anyway, down I went and those damn stairs went on for an eternity. I stopped, hitting a wall, with me legs in the air and me arms under me body. It was so undignifying. Then, I said, That’s bound to leave a mark, and it will take forever to go away. I sure ended in the lowest pit of hell for all me years of thieving.

Ouch! All me body hurt, including me butt. I said out loud. It took me a while to stand up, but I got up rubbing me elbows and me butt. I took a few more steps in the dark, wishing I was a fire mage. Suddenly and without any warning, something new happened. There was a light, the likes of which I have never seen, because I’m not that old.

Anyway, the light was orange, then it turned red, then it was orange.

Oh, shiver me timbers! The seas, the land, and the stars above, I am a dead man … Oh, the fall cracked me arse and me head. But … I am in this dungeon full of orange and red light, and I did not fall asleep. This place is beautiful. Ooh, but look at all them elves! Alex said out loud to no one.

I could never believe me eyes; it was so amazing. There were rows and rows of elves in these strange-looking cozy, rounded cots. They were like transparent spider cocoons. They all looked so skinny, and their face and hands were so thin and delicate. As I walked through the rows, I kept wondering where all the light was coming from and thinking if I was going to fall asleep at any moment. The elves were all dressed in scantly clothed, with only a tunic to their knees. And then I saw this one elf who didn’t look like an elf, but she was an elf.

She was different, gorgeous, and curvy. She had curly long black hair. I could see she was as delicate as a flower, and ye know what? I’ll tell ye a secret. Black hair is what I love the most in a woman. I hoped she had hazel eyes like me one left eye. Ye know, like me left eye is yellow, the other one is green. Ye know, the people of Tsestelago call me a seer, but I think I’m just weird.

Then I said out loud, I must touch her.

You have no idea how much I wanted to touch her hand. And then I said, I am going to touch her. And in the end, I touched her hand, and she was so soft, just like I expected. And then—POW!—an explosion of light.

Shiver me timbers, I’m blind. That’s all I need. And me story gets screwed up from here.

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And Jadro’s curse was fulfilled, only a virgin, thief, and master mage with differently colored eyes can bring the elves out of slumber when touching the hand of the one Vanquisher.

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Gálida opened her eyes. She had spent so many years in slumber that she could feel her life slipping away but could do nothing about it. She could feel the haze of life and her spirit leaving her body little by little, but in an instant, a bolt of lightning energized her body, and everything ran through her mind. All her training, all her might, and all her conviction made her want to take a deep breath and scream.

In all those years she had spent comatose, she had sensed an evil taking over Alhambra; now this sensation hit her chest and made her gasp. She could feel all the malice and everything taking men away from the path of the good. There were the Desert Dwellers and the Morai, but their numbers were few. The fairies were disappearing, and people were forgetting there was a g-d who loves them. There was no justice anymore. They had little love among them. The wisdom of the old had died a slow death, while moderation and balance had almost completely disappeared from the lives of most in the land. The dragons had gone into hiding, and she could sense there were no more dwarfs in the entire Kingdom of Alhambra.

Gálida blinked twice, looked around, and then she saw him. The virgin who had woken them. The elves woke little by little. First the warriors, then the leaders, then the workers, and finally the children. Gálida stepped out of her cocoon. She took one hesitant step at a time, slowly walking around with shaking legs. She had not used her legs in many years. The elves had been in slumber for almost ten years, but now they were awake thanks to this young man who looked very surprised.

I am Gálida. What is your name? Let me formally thank you for waking us, said Gálida in a soft voice.

Oh hello, I’m Alexander Zeehold, but me father calls me Alex. Ye can call me Alex.

Thank you, Master Mage Alex, said Gálida.

Wait, how ye know I’m a master of mages? And I’m just Alex. Wait!

But Gálida had to keep walking as Alex was talking. She walked away from the area of her cocoon and up the long hallway to a row of children’s cocoons.

Woah, oh! No! Lady, wait I need to get out of here. Hey lady, for having been asleep for years, yer faster than a clipper, said Alex. Gálida turned and looked at Alex.

I need to get to the upper levels. I need to see the sun, said Gálida, losing her footing.

What do ye mean, see the sun? See lassie, I fell and hurt me head and now I see things. As Alex talked to Gálida and looked at the cocoons, she fell to the ground. Alex caught the woman in his arms.

Ye are a full-grown woman elf, but ye weigh very little, said Alex. The other elves were falling around them, and Gálida could feel Alex’s hands trembling. He carried Gálida over to the nearest elf, still awake.

What happened? She collapsed in me arms, said Alex, looking down at Gálida. She was awake, but barely. He wiped his brow and drops of sweat fell over Gálida’s head.

You must take her up the stairs at the end of the hall and let her get some sun. Then you must feed her and give her water. She must live. If she lives, we all have a chance at life. And then the elf man collapsed.

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Alex didn’t think twice. He carried the pretty lady in his arms, but he tired quickly and nearly collapsed near the top of the stairs. There were simply too many for him. She wasn’t heavy; he carried her over his shoulder, huffing and puffing up the last few steps. Alex wasn’t a man built for heavy lifting, brute force, or war. He was a man trained for stealth and agility.

Shiver me timbers, going down the stairs was so much easier. Whoof, I’m tired, said Alex between breaths. He walked with Gálida up to a great hall. There was no sun; dawn hadn’t arrived yet.

Where could the kitchen be? said Alex. The royal family came to the fort once per year, so there had to be food. A staff and a few soldiers cared for the fort and prevented intruders from entering, so they had to have a working kitchen. But they couldn’t have been great at their task as he had entered with ease.

He hid the black-headed beauty behind some curtains.

Ye stay here and try not to make any noise, said Alex, and he ran to a nearby window and used his magic. He tried to sense where people were in the fort. Looking out the window, he saw a torchlit garden in an inner courtyard. At the other end of this courtyard garden, a man walked out a door carrying wood. Covered by the early-morning darkness, Alex jumped out of the window onto the garden. There were