After the prototype fighter Avril was in crashed in the Confederation border zone, the girl meets Zima. The meeting of two girls, predetermined by fate itself, finally happened.
Zima decides to help Avril safely reach the border with the military zone so that the girl will be helped by the Alliance military.
Meanwhile, in the capital of the Confederation of Kingdoms, in the city of Mokoshin, the terrifying truth about the Ruler of Light is revealed, and the Priestess of the Moon weaves her own conspiracy...
This is the third book in the ‘Throne of the Soul’ series.
Excerpts from the book:
The Ruler of Light, to whom the Priestess of the Moon reported about this incident, had long forgotten about all this. And he remembered this only when the android reminded him.
Forgetting many things has long become a habit for Svyatozar. Sometimes his mind would clear and he could think relatively clearly. And at times his mind became more clouded than usual. In fact, his impeccable image in the eyes of the public and ministers was maintained thanks to the efforts of the Priestess of the Moon.
And now, when the Priestess was helping him change clothes, he suddenly looked at her with sincere surprise and asked:
“Who are you? Why do you have such strange eyes?”
“I am the Priestess of the Moon. You yourself created me more than two centuries ago to serve you,” came the answer.
“Created? Oh yes! I remember! Me and my father found the Crystal Mountain and the Crystal Princess! And there were magical formulas... On the ceiling of the Princess' tomb...”
“That’s right, Master Svyatozar.”
“But where is my father? Is it just me, or have I not seen him for a long time?”
“Have you forgotten, my Master? He died almost two hundred years ago.”
“Oh, how could I forget... But why am I still alive?”
***
...Meanwhile, Avril froze in complete confusion. She already realized that her power did not work. But why? Had she lost her power because of the fall? This cannot be true!
“Listen to my voice and obey me!” she said firmly again, barely able to control herself.
“No, you listen to me,” Zima shook her head, trying to get rid of the unpleasant sensations in her temples. “Are you a Confederation cadet or are you from the Alliance?”
“Of course I am from the Confederation! I am a cadet from the Kingdom of Kunda! I was sent to the crash site of a flying object to tell all the locals to leave the forest!” Avril used all her artistic abilities.
To which she saw Zima’s skeptical look and heard her short answer:
“I see, that means you’re from the crashed Alliance fighter... You don’t look like a military — you’re too young. I think we're the same age. Are you an unlucky cadet?”
“No, I...”
“You don't have to continue. At first I was doubtful, but now I can clearly hear that your accent is not like what people from Kunda usually have.”
Edelweiss froze in place. Everything inside her went cold. She rushed to run, and had already moved a few meters away when she again heard the voice of the dark-haired girl:
“And how far will you run without knowing the area?”
Avril froze and looked back at the stranger. She looked surprisingly calm. If Ms. Edelweiss knew what was going on in the girl’s head right now, she would be quite surprised. After all, Zima herself didn’t understand: why was she so calm?
It would be more logical to neutralize the ‘enemy from the Alliance’ using hand-to-hand combat skills. But she didn't want to do it. Suddenly she became curious. She had not felt such intense curiosity for a very long time. Or perhaps her hatred of the Confederation, carefully suppressed all these years, simply surged within her. And to spite the CK, she suddenly wanted to help her ‘enemy’. Perhaps there were other feelings, but Zima could not explain them.
After the prototype fighter Avril was in crashed in the Confederation border zone, the girl meets Zima. The meeting of two girls, predetermined by fate itself, finally happened.
Zima decides to help Avril safely reach the border with the military zone so that the girl will be helped by the Alliance military.
Meanwhile, in the capital of the Confederation of Kingdoms, in the city of Mokoshin, the terrifying truth about the Ruler of Light is revealed, and the Priestess of the Moon weaves her own conspiracy...
This is the third book in the ‘Throne of the Soul’ series.
Excerpts from the book:
The Ruler of Light, to whom the Priestess of the Moon reported about this incident, had long forgotten about all this. And he remembered this only when the android reminded him.
Forgetting many things has long become a habit for Svyatozar. Sometimes his mind would clear and he could think relatively clearly. And at times his mind became more clouded than usual. In fact, his impeccable image in the eyes of the public and ministers was maintained thanks to the efforts of the Priestess of the Moon.
And now, when the Priestess was helping him change clothes, he suddenly looked at her with sincere surprise and asked:
“Who are you? Why do you have such strange eyes?”
“I am the Priestess of the Moon. You yourself created me more than two centuries ago to serve you,” came the answer.
“Created? Oh yes! I remember! Me and my father found the Crystal Mountain and the Crystal Princess! And there were magical formulas... On the ceiling of the Princess' tomb...”
“That’s right, Master Svyatozar.”
“But where is my father? Is it just me, or have I not seen him for a long time?”
“Have you forgotten, my Master? He died almost two hundred years ago.”
“Oh, how could I forget... But why am I still alive?”
***
...Meanwhile, Avril froze in complete confusion. She already realized that her power did not work. But why? Had she lost her power because of the fall? This cannot be true!
“Listen to my voice and obey me!” she said firmly again, barely able to control herself.
“No, you listen to me,” Zima shook her head, trying to get rid of the unpleasant sensations in her temples. “Are you a Confederation cadet or are you from the Alliance?”
“Of course I am from the Confederation! I am a cadet from the Kingdom of Kunda! I was sent to the crash site of a flying object to tell all the locals to leave the forest!” Avril used all her artistic abilities.
To which she saw Zima’s skeptical look and heard her short answer:
“I see, that means you’re from the crashed Alliance fighter... You don’t look like a military — you’re too young. I think we're the same age. Are you an unlucky cadet?”
“No, I...”
“You don't have to continue. At first I was doubtful, but now I can clearly hear that your accent is not like what people from Kunda usually have.”
Edelweiss froze in place. Everything inside her went cold. She rushed to run, and had already moved a few meters away when she again heard the voice of the dark-haired girl:
“And how far will you run without knowing the area?”
Avril froze and looked back at the stranger. She looked surprisingly calm. If Ms. Edelweiss knew what was going on in the girl’s head right now, she would be quite surprised. After all, Zima herself didn’t understand: why was she so calm?
It would be more logical to neutralize the ‘enemy from the Alliance’ using hand-to-hand combat skills. But she didn't want to do it. Suddenly she became curious. She had not felt such intense curiosity for a very long time. Or perhaps her hatred of the Confederation, carefully suppressed all these years, simply surged within her. And to spite the CK, she suddenly wanted to help her ‘enemy’. Perhaps there were other feelings, but Zima could not explain them.
Other Worlds. Throne of the Soul. Book 3
Other Worlds. Throne of the Soul. Book 3
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| BN ID: | 2940165118364 |
|---|---|
| Publisher: | Elena Kryuchkova |
| Publication date: | 12/16/2021 |
| Series: | Other Worlds. Throne of the Soul |
| Sold by: | Smashwords |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 368 KB |
| Age Range: | 18 Years |