[color=A0A0A0][h2]Fleuri Jodeau[/h2][/color]

It was quite a curious assortment of figures in this strange world.  A copy of Talderia in its prime, presided over by Prince Erion, and inhabited by an order of knights who lived much later, when the empire was but a memory and the capitol was nothing but a pit of horrors.  Had Merilia borne witness to both of these eras?  Was she that old, or did her witchcraft give such mastery over time that the past was never out of reach?  Quite curious, considering as far as Fleuri knew, the Witch-Queen and her strange magics only began to appear in recorded history about a thousand years after the fall of Talderia.

It was doubtful, however, that uncovering information on Merilia would be of any real importance in here.  In truth, he wasn't really chomping at the bit to escape this world.  The journey, not the destination, was what would really matter.

For now, he would say nothing to Prince Erion- Rolan had already given him a decent enough explanation of what they were doing here.

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