It was old and dusty, and must have been hidden in the ancient trunk for centuries. For a while she contemplated the cover, cracked leather worn by the passing years, touched by the hands of long dead knights.
Around her was silence and the smell of decay. The sacred chapel’s walls shimmered in the morning light filtering through narrow windows. She placed the book on the altar, as the rite demanded, facing the nave.
She drew the Infinity Blade. A ray of light fell on the book. Far away she heard the light steps of Her she would soon meet, as the prophecy had predicted.
She open the cover, placed the Blade flat on the page with Her name.
The door of the chapel opened silently. The Queen walked slowly toward Isa, who fell on her knees.
“My child, I see you are ready for me.”
The Queen seized the Blade, and lightly touched Isa’s shoulder :
“Now, go and fight for me, and take this book, it will teach you how to overcome the Deathless.”
Image: Alberto Seveso