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The Royals: Part 12: A Cure for this Nation

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Rein looked at Dreck peculiarly, as if she was asking, “What’s your opinion of the situation?” Dreck ignored her look, and instead stared at Juge. She stared bitterly at Dreck. A random guard stood in the doorway, looking through with a terrified look, but Juge shut the door on his face before he could say anything. “What’s going on here?!” Juge yelled, bewildered by this situation. “We’re discussing something. Now please..go to sleep?” said Rein halfheartedly. Instead of replying, Juge just stared at Rein, bewildered and confused. “Please leave,” said Juge plainly. “What?! Of course n-!” before Rein could finish replying, Juge was literally pushing her out the door. “Hey!” Rein screamed. Juge grabbed her by the arms, opened the door, and tossed her outside, much to the surprise of the guards. “Dreck! Remember what I s-!” Rein tried to yell, but the door had already shut.

“So, what were your doing with that girl?” asked Juge. Dreck, who was very confused at this point, tried to regain the composure she had had with Rein, “What were you doing for hours outside?” “I was getting this,” said Juge calmly, as she held up a rock with a strange engraving in it. Dreck almost fell over, “What is that?!” Dreck recognized the symbol on it as old Seilian, but couldn’t tell what it said. “It’s a cure to this nation’s problems,” Juge spoke very calmly. “Now, we need to talk.” Juge walked up to Dreck. “This stone.. I went through a lot to get it.”

A few hours earlier.. Juge and the man stood in the witch’s hut, still tense. The witch made them uncomfortable. Her old, friendly smile now seemed like a facade, its only purpose being to guard her powerful abilities. “Now, what do you two need?” the witch said in a jolly voice. The man coughed, and shoved his hand in one of his coat pockets. He searched through it for about a minute, before he took out a strange stone. It was an unnaturally dark gray, almost like basalt. The witch’s eyes bulged, and she walked up to the man, grabbed the rock, and began inspecting it. “Where did you get this?!” the witch shrieked excitedly. “This type of stone only appears around specific volcanoes in the southeastern continent!” “We retrieved it from an old Fulstoffish merchant. He said something about how he needed to get rid of it really fast. We didn’t even pay him. He just ran off immediately after giving it to us,” explained Juge. “Oh dear. Fulstoff is such an isolated country. Any merchants from there are rather..rare. It’s too bad he’s gone. He could’ve had some useful products. Anyway, what is it you needed this stone for?” the witch asked. “We need a portable spell,” replied the man. “You need to be more specific, dear,” the witch had returned to her jolly form. The man looked somewhat uncomfortable with her reply, “We..we need an S class, circular field, fifteen foot range, eroding spell. We also need it to have at least two uses.” With this the witch just stared uncomfortably at him. She seemed almost confused, “You do realize what it is your asking for right? Just the words “S class” signify something extremely powerful. And two uses? It’s just…I don’t think you want it that much.” “Oh, we want it,” the man said, before pulling out a small pouch from his pocket. He unraveled the knot that was holding the bag closed, and hundreds of silver, engraved coins spilled out. “Oh… oh my god! I’ve never seen anyone willing to pay this much! You’re willing to pay all of this?!” The man nodded. “Well then, I shall begin,” said the witch.

The witch wandered over to her desk with the stone. She took a strange leaf.  As she grabbed it, the leaf began to excrete a strange clear liquid. She wrapped it around the stone. Then, she took an engraved, ritual knife, and began to press it against the leaf-wrapped stone. But, instead of the leaf breaking, it seemed to bounce against the pressure of the knife. She pressed the knife against the leaf in a peculiar pattern, before she put the knife and leaf away. Now, the stone was covered in the leaf’s liquid in a pattern resembling the way she had pressed against it with the knife. She grabbed several bottles of strange, multicolored powder. She inspected one bottle, and then threw the powder in it all over the liquid on the stone. She repeated this process with each bottle of powder except for two, which she discarded to the side. Then, she dropped the stone in a bottle of thick looking water. Then she took a scroll covered in strange writing, and  put in on top the bottle. The witch ripped one specific part of the paper, and it began to glow. The glow spread to the water, and soon the entire room was bathed in the light. The witch took the stone out the bottle with tweezers, and the glow immediately faded. The powder and liquid had disappeared now. All that remained on the stone was a strange engraving. “Now, I need to specify the spell.” The woman put the stone on top of a scroll. She began uttering something strange, and the stone glowed frantically. “Oh no, no, no!” The woman ran around, grabbing random bottles of strange liquid. She poured them over the stone. As she did this, the light faded, as if it were a fire that the liquids were putting out. The spilled liquids on the scroll seemed to be absorbed by the stone. “There,” the woman spoke through high breaths,”I believe it is done.” “Now take this and leave,” the woman was sitting down now.

Juge and the man grabbed the stone, and walked out with fearful looks on their faces.

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