Kronin's War by Lady Adellandra Dratianos (best book clubs .txt) 📖

By the blood of Mal'estar, we will be one again!"
Kronin was speechless, knowing his Lord Dratyr was serious, and lost in his obsession over his Empress. Draconis never saw or heard his own kano disappear and leave.
A couple of months later, Adellandra Dranna Dratianos returned to Mal'estar as its Empress. Plans were soon underway for the reconstruction of the great city on the borders of the Dragon Nations and Realm of Dreams, where she was Lady Guardian. Soon, Draconis was named Lord Guardian of the Realms. The children held more status and titles and acquired more duties. With all the newfound duties and status, Kronin would always remain Heir to the Dragon Throne.
With Adellandra's help, and that of her Chroniclers, he learned all there was to know of his mutyr's Ancient Mystic side and the Realms of Dreams, Ancients and Epsilon. He found Ancient Mystics named Susan Hope and David Woods, her Earthly Protector, had found and adopted Adellandra, Adarramena and even their true-brother Anton Dranna when they were reborn. They were renamed Ariana Louise, Jennifer Lynne and Jonathan David. How the three Dranna siblings came to the Mystics in the first place was still a mystery, even to Adellandra, head Chronicler.
He soon met his other step-siblings, sired by both a male known in the Realm of Dreams as the Protector, and another named the Unicorn. From the Unicorn, not two-hundred years younger than Kronin came the Enchanted Child, Kelina Erin. Several years and a mating with the Protector came twin Mystic Males named Andrew James, the Mystic Wizard, and his twin Mark Antony, the Mystic Knight. Their full-sister Melody Elizabeth came four years later. As a last act of love and friendship and in hard times for the Mystics, the Unicorn and Lady Guardian mated again, producing Theodore Ethan, known in the Realms as the Young Unicorn.
Kronin's mind swimmed with all the information, but the Chroniclers, a Lady Knight named Sophie and his own mutyr Lady Guardian Adellandra assured him, should he forget anything or need reference, it was in the Chronicles that were kept in the libraries.
He often found his mutyr taking to her Meadow, just outside the castle. He found her this time staring at the memorial gravestone, and came out of hiding to greet her.
"Mutyr?"
Lady Guardian Adellandra wiped her tear and sheathed her sword, rising from her knelt position and wiping her tear-streaked eyes. "Yes, Kronin?"
"Do you remember this place at all?"
She nodded. "Aye, thanks to your Dratyr. He gave me my memories back." She told him. He stepped closer. "I am still sorting them all out."
"Did he tell you of the destruction of Mal'estar?"
She nodded sadly. "He didn't need to. I already knew."
Kronin listened intently.
"I was ill for awhile before that, and I didn't dare tell you or your sitas why." She began, then looked at him. "Now, however, I owe it to you. I owe you the truth of why things had to be as they were."
Kronin perched on a stone beside her. "I am listening, Lady Mutyr."
Adellandra smiled at him. "It's not a happy story, but you do need to hear it." She picked a flower and caressed it, starting her story. "Weeks before, I began to have visions. First about your Gramere Locarra, then Granpere Brakkon. They became more intense as the days went on. I saw the destruction made by Thorn, when Brakkon turned evil. I knew I had to do something when my own Dratyr deserted and abandoned his own Branno. Your Dratyr's second, Dranus stuck by his side, beyond all anger, hate and chaos within." She paused setting the flower down on the gravestone. "But his own mate and Empress did."
"Why Mutyr?" Kronin whispered. "I thought you loved us?"
"Oh, Kano, Donar, I did love you, and still do." She hugged him. "I always will! It is because of that love I stole you and your sitas away, before my visions came true. I didn't want us to perish in the destruction so I took you to Matéré’s Wolf-Packs to live as wolves."
"You left us there, Mutyr!" Kronin stood back, angry. "You never came back for us!"
"Donar, I had no choice!" Adellandra announced. "It was for your own safety." She took a deep breath and let it out. "After I came back from the Packs, I settled back to my parents hutch-cave and waited until I knew it was safe to return for you."
"Why didn't you?"
"I waited two-hundred years for your Dratyr to sense and come back for me. Somehow, I was swept away by the Ancient Mystics to begin another existence as one of their Daughters. All memories I'd had of this place were lost." Adellandra said. "Hundreds of years later, I learned all about my true-parentage and life here in the Dragon Nations. I had to send my Earthly Protector to be Countess Dracora's vassal, just so I wouldn't feel bad for leaving him and returning as Empress here.
"Along the way, I acquired many forms and titles, learned a lot of magic and remembered why the Dragon Nations felt more like home than the Realm I called the Outer-World. I have been conflicted since, between the Realm of Dreams, Ancients and Epsilon of my Mystic blood and the Dragon Nations of my Draconian and Wolfkin blood."
"But you are both, Mutyr." Kronin supplied. "Both and all. The Realm of Dreams is now part of our Nations, as it always had been before. You are the Lady Guardian of the Realms and our Lady Empress of Mal'estar."
Adellandra smiled. "I have also been gifted with Goddess of Spirit status, from the Dragons and Mystics."
The Lady Empress and Guardian Adellandra Dranna Dratianos wrapped a loving arm around her kano, Prince Kronin and asked him. "Enough about me, kano. What have you and your sisters been up to all this time?"
Kronin told her his story, from way back when until they reunited.
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Publication Date: 08-12-2009

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Dedication:
The story of Prince Kronin Draconis Dratianos, Heir to the Dragon Throne of Mal'estar. From peace to hell and back again. From one Realm to another and back. This is his Story, as told to the Head Chronicler, Empress Adellandra Dranna Dratianos, his mutyr.