Damek hid behind a tree as the group of mages and soldiers sent by Miranda to bring them in dashed past them. The mages used magic to try and locate them but Damek was fast enough to create a fake magical trail for them to follow. He watched as they ran towards the trail and then, dashed back to the little cave where he and Richmond were hiding.Since the events of the previous night, the entire capital has been swarming with guards and soldiers. Damek did not know where most of them came from. They had been dormant until then. He was certain he had underestimated the power of the Elderien people and that was weird since he was once one of them. Perhaps things and people change, or maybe even when he was there, he did not belong with them. He found his true place in Mintoval and that was all that mattered to him. As he approached the cave, he glanced over his shoulder again and used magic to scan his environment in order to make sure that no mage was following him.When all was clear

Miranda stood still as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed for the occasion. The beautiful purple dress she was wearing coupled with the ornaments that adorned her made her look like a true queen. It had taken so long for her to get here, it had taken so much.She could already hear the coronation bells ringing. The Lords were rushing into the courtroom, awaiting the presence of the woman to be crowned queen. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and there was no disturbance whatsoever.She had expected a Mintoval uprising or an attack prior to the coronation but there was none. Was Richmond going to be silent while she took the throne? He had not been arrested and the mages sent out to find him had not reported anything.She was beginning to get worried. But then, the door to her chambers opened and Elle walked inside. She smiled delightedly as she saw Miranda. She was truly the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom and no one could dispute that fact. "If I did not

Alastair opened his eyes as the dreamscape faded. For many nights that had passed, he could consider that the best dream he had had. Miranda's presence was like honey to his mind and the intimacy they shared in the dreamscape was something they both needed. But he could not help but wonder how disturbed and stressed out she was. He wished he could do something to help her, at least take the burden off her shoulders a little. But there was little or nothing he could do, not unless they used powerful magic to bind their minds and let Alastair take control like last time. That was not even certain to work for the distance between them was so great even the connection would snap.Alastair heard a cock crow from a distance and sighed. The little room he had been sleeping in slowly began to brighten up as the rays of the morning sun hit the windows. The first warm ray that fell on Alastair's face burned away his worries and when he stood up, he discovered Fristborn was in the room with him

Dark shadows crept from the woods toward the house, taking care not to tip off the prey they had come to collect. The shadows growled softly as they moved, taking precedence before they lay up beside the door and listened.It was silent inside. There was no spoon clanking, neither was there any noise being made. Perhaps he had already gone to sleep? That would make it overly better and easier for them to do their job. The shadows retreated as a large one suddenly hurled towards the door and knocked it down.The door came down with a loud bang, making the little girl inside jump up and help. But when she saw the true form of the shadows, she screamed even more. They stood like men but they were actually wolves. They were large and had long sharp claws, and the black fur which covered their skin seemed like it had been soaked in something oily.Alastair quickly got up and made an energy orb which he held in his hand. The creatures stood, all four of them, and gazed at him. There was som

Fristborn and Cara followed the man who had introduced himself as Ben as he combed through the woods. He was their only chance of helping Alastair and the fact that he has Alastair's face was something Cara could not comprehend. Were they brothers? Alastair never spoke of having a brother. Was it just a resemblance? They couldn't tell. They just had to get Alastair first and then perhaps other things will follow."Come on, we need to be quick about this," Ben whispered and took a turn, going left. A large owl flew past him, startling him for a moment and making him curse. He shot a quick glance at Cara and Fristborn who kept observing him like he was some thief. Ben scoffed."I do not appreciate those eyes. Why don't we change the expression?" He asked them"We did not do anything wrong. Or is it a crime to look?" Cara asked him."You, young lady are very rude. You must work on that tongue of yours. Do you not wish to find a husband someday?" Ben asked. Cara was about to reply when F