What the hell was she doing? Was she even doing the right thing? Miranda found herself asking as she stood face to face with the man that would soon become her husband. She gazed into Alastair's eyes and saw the good man she had fallen in love with all those years ago, the man that would not hesitate to put himself on the line to protect her.He was much younger then, but his energetics had not changed. He was still the same man, clothed with both light and darkness...the darkness. That was what kept Miranda thinking especially. She gazed at him again and remembered everything that had happened in the past. The pain he caused when he went dark, the years it took to make absolutions, the deaths.And yet again, he was going on a mission, a mission which she did not even know if he would return from. It was dangerous, and she knew that even if she told him not to go, Alastair would still go nonetheless. No one could really control him. Not even her. Alastair was in his head most of the

Chapter Chapter Cara was on the bed, laying on the bed, the cover drawn up to her chest, her chest rising and Fallon as she breathed heavily, still shaken by Corvius attack, just by the mere thought of it, Cara shivers. She sniffles and tears stream down her face. She cries out for no one in particular as she was the only one in her room. What if Corvius shows up again? Cara thought but shook off the thought as soon as it, she spreads herself on the bed, feeling frustrated, Cara tried to yell but her lungs failed her, she starts to cough until her assigned maidservants comes for her.After she had calmed down, she was left alone, she was almost falling asleep when she heard a soft yet raspy knock on the door, in a sleepy voice she answered, “Come in.”“Cara, how do you fare?” Drax asked, rushing to sit beside her on the bed.“I cannot say, it’s as if woe befell me. Although woe did befall me. Corvius didn’t spare me.” Cara said, her voice sounding hoarse, she cleared her throat a

Alastair felt the strange energy as he headed into the room. The room was hot, and it had an unusual aura which Alastair tried to decipher. The furniture in the room had been destroyed or pushed aside and the darkness that surrounded the room Made it all worse.At the side, Alastair could see Drax on the ground groaning. Drax was wounded, and he had another fracture of his left arm. He groaned when he saw Alastair who quickly hurried to him."What happened?" Alastair asked Drax.Drax grunted as he tried to speak but it seemed like he had fractured ribs as well. He looked badly beaten up, and Alastair did not like seeing him that way. "Cara...she just, started acting strangely. I did not know what was happening and before I could figure it out, she attacked me." Drax groaned. Alastair took the fractured hand and looked at it.He whispered some words and a light shone at the site of fracture. The wound also gave out a light as well and so did the fractured ribs "I have numbed the pain

Alastair gasped as he opened his eyes. He was surprised that the journey back from the ethereal realm did not take as long as he has suspected. He groaned as he suddenly started feeling a terrible headache. The aftermath of visiting that terrible place was always the same."Easy, you're alright. Stay still." He heard Miranda say to him. Alastair was still on the ground as he tried to process what had happened. The room was already crawling with mages and guards by that time and when he looked around for Drax, he could not see him."Where is Drax? Where's Cara?" He asked Miranda."Cara is being attended to over there..", she said and pointed to the bed where Cara was lying. She looked at him and smiled. She looked fine."Drax was taken out for treatment. Turns out there was a lot more damage than a few broken bones." Miranda added and that instantly alerted Alastair who tried standing immediately."It's nothing the mages cannot take care of. He will be fine. What happened back there?

Alastair and Drax descended down the staircase and on each step they took, the torches on the wall lit up. Drax wondered where they were at the moment, and he could not understand how a place which seemed to be so calm and serene hold so many secrets.Alastair slowly guilded his hand and touched a brick on the wall and another passage opened within the walls. He stepped inside, and motioned to Drax do follow him. Drax did as he was told. The wall behind them shook as soon as they stepped into the new place."Where are we?" Drax asked Alastair who snapped his finger and created a streak of light along the wall of the old dirty corridor that lay before them. "This is the old dungeon." Alastair stated and Drax was confused. He sighed when the young man could not comprehend what he meant."There was a time when the palace as you know it now was not so high up. So, these were the dungeons where erring slaves were kept and punished. A lot of them died here. If you listen closely, you can h