"Who is this?" Her father finally spotted him. "I am King Kurama this is my Queen Ariel."

"I am prince Andraus Luthais, displaced king of zephyrus."he said

"Of course." Kurama smiled at him "Welcome to our kingdom." he held out his hand for Andraus to shake.

Though hesitant, Andraus shook the mans hand.

"I'm glad to meet my friends young son again. You need anything don't hesitate to ask." Kurama smiled at Andraus.

"Sire!" A soldier ran towards the king. "The Orcish Horde are on march to our kingdom! They're two days out from the castle, and are prepared to assault us! We only have a handful of Soldiers and Knights to defend ourselves. "he said.

"Gather the troops." Kurama ordered. "Send a word to the lord of the fief near there to hold as long as he can. Fetch my armor London pack the Queen and princess's a small bag just in case." The castle flew into action to defend its self and the kingdom.

"My lord, if I may? "Andraus walked forward. "Let me lead the defense. I've lived in the woods my whole life, and have dealt with these blighted creatures. I know more than most, and can push them back."he said

"You can assist in leading but my general will be in control till I know I can trust you." Kurama looked to a knight "Find him a suit and a horse."

"Leather armor, if you would. I'm no fan of plate armor, or scale. "he said. "I'll need some time to gather the necessary things, but I will have weapons at the ready. The Orc's are tough, but not invincible. "he said, and pulled out a map. It had several places circled out, each with a line leading to a description. "Okay.....wolfs bane....Water Hemlock.....Oak.....Okay, those are close by. "he said, rolling it back up.

The knights set there mounts and started got ready themselves. "Lets ride." the general ordered "We can collect what you need on the rode." he glanced at Andraus.

"My hand is at your commander, Sir."he said. He then mounted the horse.

They rode out with the royal family waving them off.

Andraus picked up all the necessary things on the way, placing bundles of them on a cart. "Defeating them will be nothing. "He said, looking in a note-book. "where too, My lord?"

"We go to the first fief on our border and help keep them from going any further." The general hurried them on. "We will be there by morning if the road is with us."

"Theres a short-cut we could take. "he showed the map to the General. "Take a right, and head through the forest. As long as we have fire-light, the wolves don't bother us. Plus, we'll have a less chance of being attacked by bandits. We should reach the Fief by nightfall. "he said.

"The wolves would not dare attack." The general laughed and took the right choosing to trust him.

The path was smooth, if a bit muggy at most. By nightfall, they were within sight of the fief.

The general conferred with the lord and both turned to Andraus waiting.

Andraus brought forth wood/clay balls. "The orcs suffer a potent lethal allergic reaction to a poison known as 'Gacium Galica'. Lucky, it isn't the same for humans, just causes slight coughing. Light this on fire, and send them out on a catapult, and it will cause a smog of it to appear, effectively decimating them. We'd stop them before they get too far."he said

"Very well though it will be your head if this doesn't work." The general set his men to doing what Andraus said sending out a small party to watch the Orc's progress. They rolled the catapults out while they made the balls for the ammunition.

As the horde began to approach, Andraus sat on the walls edge, bow in hand. "Some will make it this far, before the smog takes them. They won't be too big of a problem, however. "He said.

"Let us to protect the kingdom for are king and queen." The general stared at the woods. "And for the prince and princess's." he added.

As the horde began to converge on the castle, catapults fired the balls at them. A purplish smog appeared, and while some evaded it, and headed for the castle, the or ish horde was dying by the thousands from the poisonous smog.

"For the king." The general and his men sprung into action dispatching the orcs that survived.