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- Well you, took offense? I did not want, the truth …

- I know, kind Prinze, I know … You never offend anybody, you are kind … You know until you slept, you remember, in we wash the first night the Hall, I all night long scanned your memory, I know about you all … I know how you talk to trees and flowers as you play a game of tag with hares and squirrels in the wood, I know even as you pulled out a splinter from a paw of a bear cub. I then understood at once what you the one who had to come to me - the wanderer not from our world … - half-whisper told to Lily, and her voice was same soft, same gentle as whisper of the waves licking white sea sand in only ten steps from the center.

The prince was lulled by this voice and he felt in a body a sweet istoma, weakness in all body what you feel usually on the beach when you are warmed by the hot summer sun. There was a wish to lay down and lie on soft feather-beds eternally and to do nothing.

Even a moment - and Prinze laid down on a silk mattress and blissfully closed eyes. And thin white hands of Lily softly touched his hair, and then - cheeks, her pink lips touched his lips. The prince distinctly saw before himself the person Fei - such beautiful, such desired, such favourite. She opened embraces and, having smiled broadly, called him to herself:

- Well, where you wandered again, the road? Well why to you it is not stayed at home? I absolutely was already tired of waiting for you, it is time to sleep for a long time!

- Forgive me, the Beautiful Fairy! I just got lost and in any way, well could not find a way home in any way. I so missed you, darling!

And Prinze rushed at full speed through the long green meadow covered with camomiles and dandelions, directly in embraces of the favourite Beautiful Fairy. But these embraces were such strange, such infinite … It all could not reach them in any way, continuing to fall, fall and fall in some bottomless deep black, but attracting novel pleasures such abyss.

3.

- Vs-s-s-s-tavayte-sss, vs - with - with - with - with - tavayte-sss, vs - with - with - with - with - tavayte-sss! The moon of uzh-zh-zh-zh-zh-e zakatilas - with - with - with - s! Vs-s-s-s-stavayte-sss! - "mantikor" impatiently went here and there as a lion in a cage and everything strove to lick the big pink language a naked back of the lying Lily, but did not decide.

Lily lay with Prinze on a silk mattress, having tightly embraced him for shoulders. Her face shone with happiness. It was such quiet, such gentle, such womanly, such … human, would tell Prinze if saw her from outside. Even Azail was surprised though he, as always, did not give a sign. If he did not know that this young woman - the Invincible Sun - he would never believe in it.

- Vs-s-s-s-stavayte-sss, vs - with - with - with - with - tavayte-sss, s-s-s-s-sony! Opoz-z-z-z-dayem-sss! - and, without having sustained, licked after all Lily's back.

That slowly, with easy groan opened eyes and unclenched the embraces. Then she turned damp from got down happiness the person on a source of irritation and not knowingly watched several moments at it. When memory finally returned to it, her face instantly accepted other expression - became rigid, serious, aggressive, strong-willed.

She instantly jumped, in a military way quickly put on, having managed to be looked at the same time in a mirror, to correct a hairdress and to be tinted here and there where paint was erased. Pochle of what she turned to Prinze and, having pulled him is playful for an ear, gently told:

- Rise, my kind Prinze, we have not enough time! We are waited by break!

The prince turned on a back and, having slowly opened eyes, in the sleep said:

- What break still, expensive? We … - here he saw before himself Lily's face.

- Lily?! Oh, Creator!

But Poured was not to tendernesses any more. She threw a clothes armful on Prinze both imperiously and quickly told:

- Quickly put on! The moon already set, and to us still to fly! Fight will be roast, - and turned to Prinze a back that not to confuse him.

The prince hurriedly put on, and with astonishment blinking, sleepy eyes approached to a mantikor.

- Sit down back, I forward, I should work hard as hands - protection serious there, - and again predatory smile at lips and predatory gloss in eyes - the real lioness before a jump!

The prince felt ill at ease from its voice and a look, but he obeyed.

Mantikora flew up and quickly gained height, and Prinze sadly looked down, holding a belt on thallium of the Invincible Sun - on the beach which is removed down. Vague memories of the spent night began to break in his consciousness. And deeply in a breast understanding that on this island it any more will never return ripened, but will remember it from now on all life.

The darkness was impenetrable, it's pitch dark! The moon set, stars closed clouds, and till the dawn was still far. Mantikora cut through as the ship - waves, streams of cold pre-dawn air, wind whistled in ears. The prince held a belt on Lily's thallium, and Lily - a mane mantikor. Her fair hair fluttered from wind, but the person looked detached, it was entirely shipped in some thoughts, inaccessible for the person. Lips clenched in a thin thread, speaking about that fighting determination which was saved in her rebellious, rebellious heart.

They managed to pass the coast of the Oversea country and the Desert of Desires without any adventures. Shadowing was not here. But, pro-flying over peaks of the Rocky Mountains, a mantikor grumbled.

- Chuya, I feel, I feel … belobrys - with - with - with - sye zdes - with - with - s … Prepare for us z - z - z - z - z - zas - with - with - with - a garden-sss … Chuya, yes-sss, I feel …

Mantikora sharply reduced speed at the high rock which barred them the way. Lily clung to an ear mantikor and whispered:

- They on the other hand … Wait for us … I feel them too … They prepare blow on destruction … Games ended …

- Da-sss, gospozh-zh-zh-zha, fight will be zh-zh-zh-zh-zh-zharkim-sss …

Radio avatars - about ten flying monkeys and as much a mantikor departed to this moment from the left and right side of the rock and from above towards them - fairies did not want to be set up in vain.

But the Invincible Sun already prepared the blow in advance.

Air around travelers began to tremble, more and stronger, and then was suddenly condensed and took the form of all three - the same dark mantikor, the same girl ahead and the young man behind, only absolutely black color as a shadow.

Click by fingers, and ghosts flew up, promptly gaining height, directly towards the Gold Hall. Avatars right there rushed behind it and, without hesitating seconds, struck blow. At once ten dazzling fiery spheres struck in dark figures, loud explosion of such force was distributed that was begun to tremble by neighboring mountains and several large stones rolled down in anonymous chasms.

And a mantikor at the very same time jerked in other party and rushed that is forces, bending around peak on the right.

But far from it! Fairies, as it appeared, it is not so easy to carry out!

Once it rounded peak and to take off on open space, from above new hordes fell upon them. And here had no time for games cat and mouse!

- Drive, Azail, drive, otherwise we were gone! - cried through howl the violent wind Lily, at the same time putting, how only perhaps a strong magic board - and in time!

Still a couple of spheres became torn over them, having encountered just put board.

Though powerful bombs did not put them not a tsarapinka - after all what strong sorcerer was the Invincible Sun! - but to a mantikor turned several times in air and it nearly crashed into other rock, in time, however, having curtailed to the right. And after it the new spheres and lightnings bombarding travelers as if a hail already rushed. Getting to rocks, they tore off huge pieces of breed, exploding, filling with a violent rumble of the mountain, and flash from explosions as fires of fireworks, lit a way in outer darkness.

Mantikora made just aerobatics miracles. She stooped down nearly on the bottom of an abyss, flying up only at the latest moment, flew vertically up to the clouds, sharply rushed to the parties, making the most inconceivable bends inaccessible to an ordinary animal. Azail knew the business! Without it they would already die long ago …

And Poured, having tightly closed the turned blue lips and gnashing from tension teeth, held everything and held the protective field though on cretaceous complexion and a perspiration, and then and on blood streams from a nose and ears, it was clear with what work it is given it!

The prince from such wild race, from all these corkscrews and abrupt dives, mad bends and the deafening blinding explosions in general lost hold on reality. Terribly felt sick him, his heart everything rimed for horror - height was terrible! - for some time he even became deaf. It hardly held Lily's belt and several times nearly fell out in a chasm, but some invisible force held it on a back mantikor - he sat on it as pasted.

So, without restraint maneuvering, a mantikor under continuous firing from all directions, nevertheless continued to fly stubborn to the Gold Hall whose tops already seemed in the distance.

But ahead of travelers expected the most terrible. Directly towards to them new creations - a huge dense chain from some flying whether the octopuses, whether spiders already flew. Huge black creatures and all these feelers greedy stretched with a set of feelers to the flying travelers - and it was impossible to pass them.

- Well, darling, bend down, now will be hot, - feverishly licking lips, cried out through shrill howl the winds Lily, and then lifted a magic staff and cried out something in unclear language.

The same minute over creatures the huge cloud was condensed, the thunder was distributed and the huge lightning struck, having got directly to the central creature. Loud cotton was distributed, the creature flashed a blue flame, having loudly roared departed on a gorge bottom.

And a mantikor departed directly to the formed gap. At once about ten feelers stretched to them, but Azail knew the business! Absolutely wild bends down, up, to the left, to the right, again down … Stirred the prince as a rag toy and if the spell which is not providently imposed on him, from ten times breaks in an abyss. And Poured only triumphantly, demonic laughed, and from her laughter at Prinze blood freezed in veins.

The last bend, and Azail, having broken through a ring of octopuses, broke loose, and octopuses began to be torn to pieces from the shells getting to them, to the intending fugitives.

The gold Hall was very close already, a naked eye it was possible to see that plateau at top of the Gold Mountain where there was a Gold Tower.

But far from it! The plateau already had the whole army of the fairies holding each other by hands as in some terrible killing round dance, and among them - Triune Knowledge in person.

Mantikora took a nap from surprise, and Lily only laughed more loudly, and her laughter became just mad:

- Hey, drive, Azail, drive, to its at, at a!!! Lower dogs on an animal, let run! Her Atu, ha-ha-ha!

And a mantikor with determination of the desperate madman flew directly to the center of a chain, directly on Triune Knowledge … and it was impossible to stop it already …

The prince looked out because of Lily's shoulder and saw them - three passionless, loftily noble and kingly majestic the Face with gold hoops on the heads - they looked is proud, is quiet and resolute directly on them. And Lily was brought even more, all her body shivered with mad and terrible laughter.

And still Prinze saw it … the Fairy. It stood to the right of Knowledge in a chain. Her face was pale, eyelids swelled up from got down, and eyes … No, Prinze could not look in them, it was too … Could not …

- Stop, mad! - the Fairy cried at the top of the voice. - Give me my Prinze!

But only the mad laughter of the sorcerer was the answer it.

Its thin finger indicated directly Knowledge.

- Atu, Azail, to her at!

AND THEN FAIRIES STRUCK BLOW!

The terrible fiery cloud formed of thousands of fiery threads promptly departed towards to fugitives, threatening during a moment of an eye be sprayed them on quarks. To escape from such blow it was not represented possible - in only a few shares of a moment which, appear, turned into eternity, all understood it at once - and Azail, and Poured, and even Prinze.

But there was something unimaginable, what then, many years later, Prinze and could not explain to me plainly.

Suddenly between a fiery cloud and mantikory there was some enormous person all who is poured out of the blinding fire with the huge wings reminding rather tongues of flame behind the back with a fiery sword and a board. This person had no person. It all was weaved from fire.

It lifted the sword and the board - the fiery cloud struck in a board and stopped, then the blow to a cloud a sword followed - and it broke up to billions of fiery sparks which fell to the Gorge bottom. And at the very same time the solar colossus disappeared as though it also was not.

And a mantikor, indifferently, flew by a magic chain of fairies on top and it appeared already in the territory of the Gold Hall, protected by a cover from thousands of the magic mirrors ready to burn any stranger who will dare to cross hidden line

Mantikora stooped down on a lawn, directly near a gate of the Gold Hall. The prince a bag fell down from her back, hard and hoarsely breathing, all wet from sweat. In the same state was and Poured. And a mantikor, having thrown out the long pink tongue of a mouth, was not in the best state.

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