saw the future torn with war. A war would be certain if we ruled one half a land.

This land was not meant to be divided. My sister sees this as clearly as I. We decided we would not divide the land, but divide the time we rule. Each leading for a part of our lives. Last week we agreed to this plan.

I know now that it is futile. Therefore and she paused long for all to listen, I abdicate my inherited throne.

At this the king roared, guards rushed Silas, who groaned, the audience gasped to hear. They were shocked because certainly, no one would give up so wonderful a life.

Csenta raised her hand to bring order. This doesn't mean I leave this land. It means that neither my sister nor I rule.

At this Ingred, who really wanted the crown, started to her feet. The king, already in a rage, began to pace, forcing one foot down in front of the other. Csenta again quieted the crowd.

Gentle people, be still. This is not as it seems. The plan lies on my tongue. You must hear it before you display your opinion.

Oh, please tell us, the king spit sarcastically. How do you intend to alter my wishes?

Your wish is mine, father. A kingdom where peace rules, not sisters; a land of plenty not neglect. To this end, Sir, hear me out.

The king had not heard such a tone since the Queen died, and he saw his wife's spirit in his daughter's eyes. Speak, daughter, he said. Then he sat right down.

I have come from the land past the far mountains, and I have brought a friend of the kingdom, a man who has my love and. . .

You're married!, roared the king?

No. Be quiet!? Returned Csenta, and to everyone's surprise the king shut up!

This man I love is not unknown to your majesty. Indeed, he is your friend. In truth, he is your brother! At this the king jumped up Harrith?, Home? The king's eyes filled with tears.

He is home father. He is where he belongs. He is my plan father. He, being 22 years your junior must inherit the throne. Csenta, knowing Ingred would not be happy looked at her sister. You are just, and you are kind, Ingred. I propose that you are given the post of Protocol General, a position to rival your desire for the flurry of court life. If you agree, I shall give you the WestLakeLand for your home, that beautiful piece of mine that father gave me on my twelfth birthday, and you always wanted? No, don't look aside. I want you to have it. You do agree. Csenta spoke as if it were a statement, and in truth it was.

For me, Harrith, and she looked at him, now with his arm about the king, I would like only to know you will rule justly. Knowing this I offer my service to you as you see fit.

It is your father, my brother, who must decide. Harrith spoke smilingly, knowing the king liked this plan. Csenta, you have seen the way of the world and to you I give all my trust. You shall be my closest advisor. In all things political, your voice shall be heard as mine own.

The king beamed and laughed, for he liked this very much. Stooping to pet his wilsit, he decreed, Let this be a festive day. Let all know Harrith is my successor, but Ingred is his aid. Let all know Csenta is Harrith's advisor and let all know they must, and the king winked at Csenta as if he knew it all would work out from the start, they must return Silas' magic shop so he may rule in his laboratory. After all, he saved the kingdom did he not?

And with this, everyone began to laugh and laugh. For everyone knew just exactly who had really saved the kingdom.

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