10 years

Ten years later after the lord met the fated baby. The war between the Fire and Ice kingdom raged on. At the far west side of the Fire Kingdoms' front line lies a small army, raising the boy that will later decide their Kingdoms fate. And here is where the boys story begins...

"Carmen! Get off that tree!" An old man at the bottom of a clearing shouted, covering his eyes from the scorching sun burning above him, looking up into a patch of leaves that held a small figure of a boys body at the top of the tallest trees.

"Father, I can see past the wall from here!" The young boy yelled back down, waving to his old man. The breeze gently caressed the boys face as he held a dreamy look in his eyes, gazing past the walls that kept him confined for all his life.

"How many times have I told you, there's danger behind those walls! Get down before you give me a heart attack!" Fear and anger fell upon the old mans face as the boy climbed down the trees as told.

When he was finally in reach, the old man grabbed the boy and rushed to the village. "Why are you in such a rush father?" Carmen calmly asked as he was wedged between the old mans side and arm. "The Crown Prince is visiting our camp grounds tomorrow." The old mans pace quickened and the color in his face drained.

"The Crown Prince? The bad men you always talked about, father?" Excitement danced in the young boys voice. "Does he have dragons and fire power like in your stories you told father?"

The old man stopped in his track, terror and anger swirled in him, the boys words shocked him. "Carmen, please! They'll take you and enslave you! They beat you into submission! They'll send you to war for the countries own benefit! You will lose your freedom, and when they're done, they'll kill you! But you question whether he has powers and dragons?!"

Carmen looked into the old mans' scared eyes. "Father that is my fate, is it not? I will bring peace to the country that deserves it, and if I deem this country and the Ice country unworthy, then both Kingdoms may perish at their own will."

The old man sighed, he quickly started walking once more, lost in his thoughts as the forest scenery soon turned into that of a town.

The town was different somehow. The children's voices didn't dance in the streets nor did the busy merchants. The once busy street completely devoid of any sign of life. The towns people who usually greeted the boy with warm smiles and little treats all but disappeared into thin air. "Where is everyone, father?" Carmen asked with disappointment in his voice.

"In hiding, my son. The royal family does not have a good reputation." The old man speaks hushed, like there was someone around listening.

"Stay here with Aunt Lucy, keep your hood covering your head. Don't open the door or talk to anyone strange, okay?"

"Yes father." Carmen answered simply, as if in routine.

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