Destiny.

With the new piece in hand, he didn't think about it much, while he tried to remember something useful and the Blue tone, although familiar, he had a hard time letting the idea emerge. “Let’s see what we can do in the meantime.”

Sleep, food, rest, planning of secondary things, some notes at the beginning and end when the head family had time and after that sleep again and the two months flew by and with it the response and at the same time the arrival of more people.

"It is true that the feast of destinies is celebrated in the temple."

Around him, he saw people still decorating, others putting things in order and at the same time some complaining, but what

I let almost everything pass by, along with more than one cart, emblems that I didn't even recognize, and those that I did, had humbler means of transportation, while more and more it seemed that people had time to think about what to do and what not to do.

"Why are we in the cathedral?"

It took little time to notice the most varied things and more than one baby, present carried by the servants and some a few by their closest relatives and then all gathered by the Speakers.

"The competition will be fierce."

I saw in the distance how everyone put weapons, books and various materials on the dirt floor inside a small wooden wall.

The fabrics shone almost as much as the weapons and tools, although a little poorer in decoration.

were even more abundant, accounting for almost three-fifths of all the contents left behind, other professions were presented with the closest thing to the everyday, a scribe left ink and quill, which was the strangest, but he also left a piece of wood with charcoal and a book together, sacks of some cereals or flour, while more tools were placed around.

The fragrant smells of spices and cooked foods were scarce, but they made a great effort to ensure that were warm, compared to the cold room and about to be eclipsed by the clouds in the sky that predicted a storm, only the arrival of the last three made everyone lower their heads and it took a while, but I managed to see them, the glow they emitted was not natural, but it looked beautiful and to a certain extent, divine for the primitive conception of magic they had here.

Almost at the end, being the last to put their offerings in the center and almost at the back, Saint Ada in charge of Lasha Wearing a somewhat light garment, but made of thick fabrics, it was not very bulky and the golden decorations gave it extra weight, while the brightness behind his head gave him a status that no one would dream of, he left a sword wrapped in white robes, while he calmly unwrapped it and withdrew.

To his right, the praetor placed the mass with little care, causing the few weapons around to wobble and A few of them moved from their place and others on small pedestals fell or became more inclined, their white armor and white ornaments were impressive and each step left small furrows in the ground around them.

On the left the current King, of the three the most elegant, but at the same time, the only thing he left was a book, white cover, golden decoration and its crown, an offering that no one wanted to leave aside, while some more daring ones came to carry their children asking them to go to the crown, in my case the servant did not know what else to do, while I continued moving with each turn of the head.

Many changes for a single ritual of destinies, but at the same time quite favorable for everyone and with it we They took us to the gate, while the nobles fought for the centers on the four sides of the quadrilateral, we moved to one side, despite being from the most distinguished houses.

“Ba,” I played baby for a bit, like the rest, and I almost fell if I hadn’t held on tight. “Thanks,

I will remember your care." I hurried to memorize the maid's face and then waited for the signal to start running.

The 4 lights were lit in the center, where the relics of the saint, the praetor and the king were, with this we They got off and the race for the best destination began.

I started crawling with the haste I never thought I would have, I officially had to choose the difficulty type, if the menu was I was still applying for the difficulty selection, halfway through my journey I noticed more weapons and some work tools and I rolled almost without problems, if it weren't for the fact that some were so aligned that it was difficult to distinguish them due to the light or the bright sand that hid them.

Arriving at the second circle of work, the weapons were a little brighter and the light made them stand out and in the same measure they reaped, while noticing how the sphere rose and leaving aside that the weapons were not so close together, but they did have wide margins, avoiding them was a priority.

To my dismay I was not the only one who had arrived at that place and saw someone on the other side, I didn't know who and The truth is I didn't care, I had to get there faster and only the ascent almost to the end of the sphere told me that time was running out, it was hard to believe that 10 minutes had passed so quickly.

I got to see the crown and the book, if I was not mistaken the three decisions let me choose, in which specialty I would gain affinity, if I chose the crown and the book, I wouldn't have many physical abilities, but at the same time a slightly simpler life awaited me and with it my chances of changing both my destiny and the rests were slim "I wish I were a little more selfish."

I don't know how long I thought about it, but as the glow was disappearing, I hurried and ran to the white blanket, where I took the hilt "Mia." I claimed my destiny, as I noticed the light disappearing and after the weariness of sleep, fortunately I managed to wake up when the bell rang and noticed that no one was participating in the three important tasks. I saw the servant pick me up and also the sword with the white cloak.

I smiled at the maid, as she returned the gesture and with it the arrival of the saint and as in the introduction,

She looked beautiful, her oval face, her honey-colored eyes, her white-silver hair with light touches of light blue, and the shine behind her head made it very clear who she was. At the same time, the folds of fabric that covered her seemed to shine with the same brilliance.

“Greetings, Lord of the House of Sol.” He bowed slightly in greeting, his hand resting on his heart.

“Greetings to Saint Ada.” He continued the same gesture, but more bowed.

For my part, the thing was much more pronounced, with the servant on one knee and putting the sword to at the saint's disposal, who gratefully picked it up.

“Your son has been called by the light, I can see it clearly, avoiding everything else around even the how

I put aside personal duties for a greater good than anything I once achieved.” The touch of the sword was so familiar that she couldn’t help but feel it as a part of her, and after a moment of digging it into the stone, the light-infused blade made no sound as it faded and was halfway down to its full height. “It portends great changes for your house, and if Alba so wishes, she will succeed me.”

“I am flattered by Santa, know that I will take good care of the child.” He only bowed in the same way as before, while everyone They seemed to pay attention.

"I'm more afraid that he took it before the light disappeared, so I want to ask you a favor." He didn't know how to measure his

words and in order to maintain calm around me I add: “If I may, of course?”

“Your word is law for my house, Santa.”

“The child must grow up ignorant of his destiny, at least until the House of the Sun inherits the crown.” I try to make sure that his words were heard by all. “Do you agree?” She bowed before the sword, as if before an equal or superior. “Little one, many challenges await you. Let’s see if you are worthy of succeeding me.”

“Your will be done, Saint Ada”

“Thank you.” He stood up and retrieved the weapon, leaving with it tied to the blanket. “The Sol house is truly blessed.”

I held back my laughter with difficulty, while I remembered why I had played so many games and at the same time,

I forgot the urgency of my surroundings and the next laugh, apparently, was taken as a gesture of good faith to the saint and this conferred on me a certain status of saint in the years that came or should I say rituals.