I feel groggy when I start to wake up. I'm no longer wearing wet clothes. I guess they dried out. My head feels like I hit it on something. When I finally sit up, I'm met with prison bars inches from my face. What happened!? Everything comes rushing back to me in a tidal wave. Ester is ok, but now I'm stuck in prison! And when did they mean by a fleet? Is the Zemrlt King here to attack? Someone said that Ester and his sibs are the King's brother's children. So that makes that the man who put me in here is the brother's king. What do I do now? Two armies are about to kill each other, and I can't do anything about it. I don't want anyone to get hurt........

I turn my head when a shadow sits down by sides. I'm glad that they're still here. The shadow seems to look at me sadly. They also seems to be frustrated with something. It's obvious that they care about me; why else would they always be here? Even if I'm in jail now, they led me on the greatest adventure of my life.

The shadows suddenly reaches out its hand to me. I'm confused at first. I can't touch them. My own hand goes through theirs when I try. The spirit doesn't seem deterred, and shakes their hand at me. "What do you want me to do? I can't touch you", I ask them, cocking my head in confusion. The shadow, of course, can't and doesn't say anything back. I reach for their hand shin when they don't lower it. My hand still goes through, but I'm stocked when I meet some resistance. It's as if my hand just went through a blow of milk. "Was that you? Was it me?", I ask out loud. This hasn't even happened before. I try to take the shadow's hand again, but this time more slowly. Their hand feels fragile when I take it; if I move too fast or grip too hard, my hand will pass through again. The shadow's hand becomes firm when they they wrap their fingers around mine.

The change happens almost immediately. All feeling of weight leaves my body, and I would have fallen over from my sitting position without the hand still holding me up. The walls of the room gain a 'fake' look. They could be made of cardboard from what I can see. How is this happening? I look up in shock at the shadow, only to find that they look totally different. I can now clearly see her feminine figure. She's not all blurry like before, but still pitch black. Her long hair spills down her back in a wave. I can see the shape of her face, but not her eyes or mouth. She must have been really pretty before she was a shadow..... if she ever wasn't a shadow.

She pulls me up easily, and I stumble with the weightless feeling. I'm a little weirded when she feels my arm and shoulders, seeing if she could actually touch me. The she doesn't something that I don't expect; she reaches forward and rips my mask off my face. I yelp in alarm, but I can't make any noise. The shadow keeps my mask away from me as she examines my face. I can't help but squirm a little while she gently tilts my head with a hand on my chin. Strangely enough, I don't feel scared about what's going on anymore.

The shadow stops titling my head and she just looks at me for a moment. I try and ask her a question, but I still can't speak. She looks over her shoulder and back to me, still holding my hand. Her other hand picks my mask back up. I try to take it from her, but she doesn't let me have it. The shadow instead starts to lead me to the bars of the prison. I follow her in curiosity. She also doesn't let go of my hand, so she probably does want me to come. Her dark figure easily slips through the bars. I'm amazed when I can walk through just as easily. This is so cool!

The spirt leads me down the corridor, but stops when two figures step out from around the corner. They both stop in shock upon seeing me and the other spirit. I recognize them. Even with the deep blackness that replaces their colors, I can recognize Ester's brother and sister. They both have two glowing white eyes instead of none like the spirit holding my hand. The siblings look at us and back to each other. The sister shrugs and motions us to follow them. The spirt at my side seems relieved. Ester's brother steps forward and takes my hand. The sister takes my spirit's hand with the my mask between them.

I'm not sure what happened next. One minute we were in the prison, and then I was standing in a tree line bordering a plain. My eyes widen at the gate shrouding the town. We're back at the capital! But I'm horrified at what's in front of the gate. The two armies stand before each other, weapons raised. I can't let that happen! We can solve this without fighting. I lunge forward into a run without another thought. My spirit, still holding my hand, runs with me. The ground seems to fly beneath me with the still weightless feeling. A strange feeling starts to build up in my chest as I run. It's like I ate soap! But a soft glow is soon around my body. It travels to cover the spirits form, too. Ester's sibs are running with us and also developed the white glow. We're still running closer to the soon to be battlefield.

All at once, hundreds of shadows start to poor from the trees. They all have the faint glow and I can see some of their features. I'm close enough to the battle now that people start to notice the incoming wave of back. They can see them. It's only the Zemrlt at first, but then humans start to see them, too. I shoot straight down the middle of the two armies; straight towards the two men standing in the middle. Most of the spirits move in between the crowds and watch me. My spirt stays and still holds my hand when I stop in front of King James and the Zemrlt King. Both stare at me with shock and amazement. Before I can attempt to speak, the Zemrlt King interrupts me in a scratchy and trembling voice.

"Mu? My son......"