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The Forgotten Kingdom Novel

 



David Caprea

© Copyrights

Table of Content

  • Chapter Two
  • Chapter Three
  • Chapter Four
  • Chapter Five
  • Chapter Six
  • Chapter Seven
  • Chapter Eight
  • Chapter Nine
  • Chapter Ten
  • Chapter Eleven
  • Chapter Twelve
  • Chapter Thirteen

  • Foreword

    This book contains fantasy themes, royal drama, and mild mature content. It is intended for readers 13+.

    Prologue

    Berlin, The Kingdom of the Twelve United

    Berlin, the kingdom of the Twelve United, ruled supreme under one king whose authority extended over twelve other sovereign rulers. These twelve kingdoms formed what was known as The Twelve United.

    Twenty-five years ago, before the birth of King Fagin’s three children, a night came that would bring Berlin to its knees.

    On that night, Marius, the wise seer of the gods, arrived with a prophecy, one that would shake the throne and drive fear into the heart of King Fagin.

    “The Royal Family has been examined by the gods, and a new prophecy has been revealed! A child of royal blood shall arise and destroy the Kingdom of Berlin and the Twelve United,” Marius declared.

    This prophecy pierced the hearts of the Royal Family: King Fagin, Queen Mary, and Fagin’s brother, Ferule. But who could this child be—a child of Royal Blood?

    The Kingdom of Berlin was born from the worship of Odin.

    Phineas, the first King of Berlin, conquered three kingdoms and unified them under Berlin’s banner. These were once known as The Organs of Berlin.

    Loki, the second king and Phineas’ third son, expanded Berlin’s reach by conquering four additional kingdoms. He renamed the empire The Berlin Empire and fathered four sons.

    Bergen, the third king and grandfather of Fagin, was Loki’s youngest. He conquered the great Kingdom of Ives—second in power only to Berlin itself. He renamed the realm The Republic of Berlin and fathered fifteen children: nine sons and six daughters.

    Kagan, Fagin’s father and fourth son of Bergen, was known as both soldier and savior. He conquered four more kingdoms, established Ives as the central seat of Berlin, and renamed the empire The Royal Blood of Berlin. The council of the Twelve United convened under his rule. He fathered two sons: Fagin and Ferule, before dying in battle.

    Fagin rose as king of Berlin, while Ferule ruled Ives.

    Fagin reigned when the prophecy surfaced—a child of royal blood would one day destroy the Royal Blood itself. The identity of this child remained hidden. Could it be a descendant of one of the Twelve United?

    The Royal Blood numbered only fifty-seven children—hardly a multitude, and few possessed the boldness for such ruin. Still, fear gnawed at the throne.

    Driven by desperation, Fagin sought wisdom from The Dark Seer—a mystic with the power to alter the fate of royal bloodlines. After their consultations, The Dark Seer named Ferule—Fagin’s own brother—as the prophesied destroyer.

    In rage and fear, Fagin ordered Ferule’s execution.

    From that bloodshed rose a new terror—the Skulls of the Dead Warriors, cursed souls who had once defied the Royal Blood.

    Ten thousand Berlin soldiers waged war against them. The battle lasted twenty-seven days. Victory came at a devastating cost: 9,633 soldiers lost.

    This was remembered as The Great Battle.

    And it was foretold: one day, a child would rise to recreate the Great Battle and bring about the final ruin of the Royal Blood.

    Thirteen years after Ferule’s death, Fagin’s first child was born—a girl named Maya Berlin.

    Six moons after her birth, a new prophecy emerged:

    “A child of Royal Blood shall rise and save Berlin from great evil.”

    Again, the identity of the child was concealed.

    Twelve years later, Fagin fathered twin sons: Merlin and Ether.

    Four moons passed, and a third prophecy was uttered:

    “A child of Royal Blood shall rise and become the next great ruler.”

    Three prophecies. One family.

    But no one could foresee the terror yet to come.

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