The Medallion novel Chapter 2

As Rocky was screaming, the boy in the mirror also opened his mouth. Rocky's eyes widened. Slowly, he brought up his hands towards his face. The boy in the mirror followed his movements exactly. He slowly touched his skinny face from the forehead to the chin. He could not recognize any part of this face.

Rocky was dumbfounded. This was not his face. He looked at the mirror carefully. His reflection really was this unfamiliar boy! Something must be wrong with his eyes.

"Priest Dean, please hurry up!" at this moment, a sweet and anxious voice rang out outside the room.

"Your Royal Highness, if it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't have wasted my dragon spiritual power to call his soul back to his body with the spiritual method of the Dragon Master Clan. Since he is already awake, he will be fine. No need to be so anxious. What's more, though he is a prince, he does not have the bloodline of the royal family. He is nothing, even His Majesty ignores him. Why would you care about him so much?" Rocky heard another voice, this one old and loud with very apparent disdain and annoyance.

"Don't say that. Basil could not bond with the dragon spiritual power just because he was born weak. It doesn't mean that he will never be able to do that someday. The consort asked me to take care of Basil for her before she died, so... hurry up," the owner of the sweet voice urged him, a hint of anger surfacing.

"Your Royal Highness, I am so busy today. Tomorrow is the sacred ritual of our Holy Dragon Empire. The ambassadors of the Dragon Master Clan will bring thirty Dragon Spirit Beads here, and then I have to make sure that the thirty candidates can all bond with it. They are the main fresh blood of the young generation in our country. If they fail, it will be my fault. You know how difficult it will be for me to defend myself to His Majesty. You should know that the land is in turmoil again..." the older voice replied.

"I don't care! You have to find out what is wrong with Basil first," the sweet voice yelled.

Rocky was extremely confused as he heard their strange conversation. He looked at the door, where the two figures were now entering the room. It was the girl he had woken up next to before, accompanied by an old man with a very long beard which grew to his waist. He was wearing a fancy purple and golden robe with a silver crown on his head. He looked like a prestigious elder with sharp eyes. Apparently, he was the Priest Dean whom the girl had mentioned before.

"Basil, why did you get out of bed? Go lie back down," the girl said, coming up to Rocky and gently taking his arm.

"It's OK. I'm fine." Basil replied to her as he looked to Priest Dean behind her.

"Your Royal Highness, how do you feel now?" Priest Dean bowed a little and asked. His words were customarily polite, but the look on his face was so arrogant that he seemed to look down on Basil.

"I feel well," Basil answered without thinking, because he really did not feel anything wrong. But all these things happened before him definitely were out of place.

"Alright. Your Royal Highness, see, I told you he will be fine. If there is nothing else you need me to do, I will leave and continue to do my tasks," Priest Dean said to the girl perfunctorily, not even caring to look at Basil.

"But Basil said something strange to me when he woke up just now, like he didn't know me at all," the girl said to Priest Dean as she looked at Basil with her large, bright eyes.