Book2:KigdomIteDreams

eofdeeplyhiddes.“Whatareyoudoingherealoneimmersedinthoughts?”askedAisha.

    “Iwasjustmeditatingandpting”repliedStephaniesmilingslightly.“Iseemtohavegonebacktothepasteedathousandtimesfasterthannormal.Iwentfrompasttopresentinonlyafsh,buteverythingthereseemedsotrueahethings,peopleandpceswerestillthereandhavenotvahthepassingoftime.SoIthoughtifthepastwasstillthere,thefuturemustalreadybehere,onlywehavenotexperieyet.”

    “Youmayberight”shruggedAisha,“butwhybeedwiththesethings?”

    “Iseemtohaveanunfortunatepremonition...”saidStephanieinprofoundmencholy,onceagaintakingalookatthesettingsun.

    “Dobotheryou,Stephanie”saidAisha,pattiheshoulder.“Thinkofsomethingpleasant.DidyouknowKingDimitriwouldbeingbaadayortwo?”

    “Iknow.Everyoalkingaboutit.Butwhatdoyoubaseyuesson?”

    “KingDimitri’sfavoritehorse,thesnow-whitesteedLightning,hasdisappeared.Everyohihavegohismaster’sbidding.”

    “KingDimitrialwayscameawheneverhepleasedandneverneededhishorsetogotohim.Whydidhecallforitthistime?”

    “We’realfraidhiseyesmightbebhim.Youknowhiseyeshavebeenbhim,don’tyou?Butit’sonlyuessandnooneknowsforsure.We’llknowforcertainwhenheisback.Let’sgoindoorsnow.TherewillbeameetingthiseveningtotalkaboutpreparationsforwelingKingDimitri.”Withthat,thetwobeautieswalkedbatothepace.TherubyraysofthesettingsunreflectedonthecrystalclearbluewaterofthekeaddedaprofusionofbzingcolortotheKingdom.

    ThestoryofLightning,KingDimitri’sfavoritehorse,wasanendthataddedtothefvorofmysteryoftheKingdom.Everyyear,thenativesoft