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Alexander had only just arrived in the blue city, and was actually looking forward to resting here for a few days before heading out and searching for the apparently risen Silver King.  It would probably be sometime before he could properly search for her, unfortunately, as he would have to rest up from his journeying first.  Then he would have to gather up some of his old informants and ask them about someone matching Aurora's description, followed by questioning whether any of them had seen anything out of the ordinary recently.  After all, Silver Auras were not anywhere near common, considering the fact that most people considered the Silver Clan to be a myth if they had ever heard of them at all.  

It was widely considered to be accurate that the Gold Clan was the only one with a metallic color to their aura, and it was also accepted that this made them unique among the Clans.  Gold being the color of majesty, wealth, power, and success only enhanced these views along with the view that the Gold Clan was the only one in its particular class, which contributed to the reverent fear that the people gave it.  Ah, but how mistaken they were, as a lone Silver Clansman could attest even as he walked down the streets, a breathing relic of a past age and a reminder of the fact that the Silver Clan had once lived and would live once again.  The only problem was that for the Clan to truly rise once more, one of them would have to find the King and then the King would have to find everyone else.  Or some formula would have to be followed such that the end result was a united Silver Clan.  Sighing, Alexander thought about just how vast Raduga truly was, as the five cities were not small by any measure.  His King and his brothers could be anywhere in this kingdom, though perhaps if he started in Lilla and-

Alexander's thoughts were interrupted by a sound that scratched at the edges of familiarity, though for a moment he could not pin down what the sound was.  He stopped during that moment, only to resume walking in the next, albeit with a slowness that could only be attributed to disbelief.  Indeed, his mind had passed from confused familiarity to a vague recognition that was clouded by logic telling him that what he was hearing was statistically improbably, though not necessarily impossible.  As he stepped closer, the sound became more and more familiar until at last Alexander could only hope that fate was not playing a cruel joke on him as a 'welcome home' present.  Sure enough, he recognized the voice of Aurora, though it had been centuries since he had last heard it.  Some sounds were emblazoned upon the mind, and a Silver never forgot the sound of another Silver's voice regardless of the centuries that had passed since he last heard it.  When he arrived at the place where Aurora was singing to the masses, he stopped and simply stared at the girl whom he suspected to be his King.  

Though his first instinct was to run up to her, pick the girl up, and swing her about in a hug that would probably crack her spine, Alexander suppressed his urge and simply waited.  He had awaited this moment for the length of a few lifetimes, and he could wait a few moments for his King to finish singing.  After all, it wasn't as though he did not have all day; he had all the time in the world.  When Aurora turned about and looked up at the smiling Alexander, she would have about two and a half seconds to wonder where she had seen his grinning face before he wrapped his arms around her and picked her up in a bear hug.  "Auroooooooooooraaaaaaaaa!"  Alexander would say with the glee of a child seeing a favored relative during a holiday celebration...if that relative also came bearing gifts and copious amounts of sweets.  

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