Mareth

John was Reading the same Book when Mareth arrived, and looked at the Pages, but saw nothing. ''Why are you Reading a Blank Book?'' She asks. ''I'm not, the Book holds the Works of Countless Magic Users and contains detailed information on and regarding Magical Traditions, Customs, and arts, no matter how Far-fetched or Impossibly Ridiculous. It was my greatest creation, it's what earned Allanon's respect. The reason you can't see any of it is because the Book is only able to be viewed by a Druid who hasn't fallen to the Warlock Lords Evil. And Only I have the Power to show it's contents to a Non-Druid. Here!'' Says John as he hands Mareth the Book. ''Take it, I always intended it to go to you anyway.'' Says John as Mareth is dumbfounded. ''You don't even know my name.'' Says Mareth.

''Your name is Mareth, your a Halfling, your Father is Master Allanon and your Mother is the Late Princess Pyria Elessedil, therefore making you the Cousin of King Ander and Princess Amberle. Your Favourite Colour is........'' Says John but Mareth puts her hand over his mouth as she looks into his Eyes. She slowly removes her hand as he looks at her likewise. ''See anything you Like?'' Asks John as He and Mareth inch their Faces Closer until they are Kissing. ''Why does this feel Magical?'' Asks Mareth as she breaks the Kiss.

''I am a Druid, and I can show you how to advance your skills to the point that even The Warlock Lord will fear you.'' Says John as he Goes to kiss her again before she stops him. ''Give me some time.'' Says Mareth as she Gets up. ''Take all the time you need, Princess. Just don't take too long.'' Says John as he gets up himself before he and Mareth start to make the Final trek to Graymark.