Nathan
The fortress was full of life, so far away from the peace and quiet of the night before. Nathan could hear the servitude’s fast steps out of his chambers. He was seated on the seat at the head of the table in the council room, his look lost in the void, while the fortress was animated by the first daylight.
Master Nemet leaves a little before, after leaving him the letter which should be sent to Locrand, to king Kyros and his son, Athelstan.Nathan put it in front of him on the elaborate table. He didn’t touch it, didn’t look at it, he was thinking.The Neyers would have accepted by far that he himself went to court to bring the news or the body of their counselor himself. But Nathan couldn’t move or leave Sierra, not with his father like that.The masters visited him that morning, they say the king will not survive the week, maybe less. If the king died while traveling, the kingdom would fall into total chaos. If he wasn’t at couNathanDoreon looked at him doubtfully, not understanding what the prince was talking about.“Sumon and you” Nathan clarify.Doreon’s golden eyes darkened, and to Nathan, seems some regret, but the commander hide it.His friend didn’t answer, he keep quiet, his dark hair cascading on his forehead without saying a word.“I could hang both of you, I could hang you”.Doreon didn’t answer, his silence was frustrating and made him angry, while he was trying to keep calm “You betray me Doreon” Nathan growled “you betray the kingdom. You betray me” Doreon looked at him, his golden eyes were dark, a flash of suffering on his face at Nathan’s words. Words that hurt him more than anything.“It’s not like that,” he said.“It’s not?” Nathan asked, “You fucked my wife, Doreon. The future queen!”Nathan's voice became higher.“Since when?” he asked again, chanting every word.“A year,” Doreon answered, looking him straight in the eyes.“A year?” Nathan said shocked “For a year you two fucked behind
NathanNathan looked at his friend's face, trying to understand what he was saying. Doreon seems scared about it, then Nathan shook his head.“Magic doesn’t exist anymore, Doreon…less the Ucrie. The old men are respected as deities, that’s what terrified me, not stupid legend,” Nathan said after a moment of silence.“Don’t be a fool, you Highness” Doreon said “Nothing happen by chance. Remember the man’s death circumstances” the knight was backward, at moment, the armor tinkled “I will bring you fucking message” he said after standing up.Nathan took the letter and give it to him “You must not give it to anyone except the King or Athelstan. Bring with you a little escort, the journey must be short and fast.”“I know how these things work, Your Highness. I’m the one who takes care of the expeditions, do you remember?” Doreon replied in an almost contemptuous tone. There was a shadow of anger in his eyes.“I know,” Nathan sighed. “You must leave immediately, and you cannot see Sumon.”“
TarynThe sun was still high and warm in the sky, even though it was late afternoon. As they approached Althea, the days got longer and hotter. Taryn looked at the men around her. Many could not stand the heat so they had taken off the leather chain mail remaining with a simple tunic of which they had rolled up the sleeves up to the elbows leaving the skin exposed to the sun's rays. In a short time the skin had turned red and with the passing of the days it had darkened.Taryn now had red cheeks due to the strong sun, as well as the nose that was now beginning to lose the layer of dead and burned skin. She felt her whole face go on fire and did not dare to take off even a layer of clothes for fear of reddening everywhere.Lord Taront, on the other hand, looked impeccable in his leather suit, even though his forehead was sweaty, while Lord Grander did nothing but snort from his cart and wipe his forehead with a silk handker
TarynTaront's informant had placed them in one of the villas he owned within the city. The guards showed her the route to the richest part of the city, the one where huge buildings belonging to the wealthy merchants of Aeris stood.The inhabitants of the city did not suffer from hunger, there were several poor categories but, compared to the lifestyle of the other kingdoms, the inhabitants of Aeris were well-off. It is no coincidence that it was Mihedel's richest and most prosperous kingdom.The house was built entirely of stone and extended over two floors surrounded by climbing vegetation that had covered most of the external façade and had reached the second floor, even covering the marble of the balconies that overlooked the street from which they had come.The entrance had a large wooden door with engraved elaborate designs and colored with streaks of gold. The thick doors were wide open and waiting for
TarynOver the next few days, Taryn barely left her room. She had been locked in there reading old books they had gotten for her. Grander had advised her not to go out for a walk around the city or to do any other activity that included leaving that house, so she had limited herself to being alone on the balcony listening to the sounds of the capital, the sound of the wind and the waves crashing on the rocks.She didn't know how she could perceive all those sounds, recognize them indistinctly, but she could clearly hear the waves and the sea. One part of her wanted to see her up close, but the other part of her knew she had to sit still and wait.Waiting was the only thing she had left to do. The wait became more and more unbearable, but she had promised herself to hold on. At least for a while.Taront was out all day and almost all night since they arrived, she had only managed to see him in passing a few times, sh
The carriage ride was short. For the first time since she knew him, Taront was nervous. He continued to move his legs up and down nervously, causing the wooden planks forming the floor of the carriage to vibrate. So he's human too, eventually, Taryn thought, looking at him.Her brave knight, sitting in front of her, observed the landscape from a crack of the green curtains, while Grander, at her side, stared at an indefinite point above Taront's head in front of him, his gaze focused and thoughtful.Due to a jolt the carriage stopped and all four turned their heads towards the wooden door that opened creaking. Taryn breathed deeply again, as her companions preceded her and exited the carriage, one after the other. The vehicle swayed every time one of them descended and the steps creaked dangerously.As soon as all the men were outside, Taryn moved to the cloth seat and put her hands on the edge of the door, hoisting herself to get out. As soon as she wa
AthelstanAthelstan walked along the corridor leading to the throne room. The sun penetrated through the large windows of the stone corridor.His mother had left him alone with the counselors and his father. After the decision of the various lords to accompany Athelstan, the king finally decided to attend the meeting with the priests. Athelstan did not know if the choice was dictated by pride or necessity, but he was sure that having him around was not a good idea, his father did not seem in a good mood that day.Athelstan walked down the corridor with wide strides, at his side two lords who were part of the council. He did not remember their names, they were accompanied by the guards whom he had ordered not to let anyone into the throne room to prevent any spread of the news that knights of Haefest were there.When he entered the hall he found his father already seated on the stone throne, the crown shimmering under the sun's ra
AthelstanSilence fell in the hall. Athelstan looked at his father as he stared into the emptiness in front of him."The ancient stories say nothing about the Deorghs, they are beings created, perhaps, after Werod's defeat. The little information we have is terrible and portends dark omens for the kingdom of men," began the master beside the king in a somber tone. "Four beings created with a part of Werod himself, capable of bringing him back to life if they ever combine their powers into one, creating a container, a body capable of being used by pure darkness, which will allow him to walk on the earth again. And if that happens, if the four demons succeed in creating their own Bringan, endless darkness will descend upon the world, and no man can be saved.""Do four of them have to be able to do that? Do they need to unify the power of four Deorghs in order to bring Werod back to earth?" The king turned his head towards the master and s