Siara looked down on the scene, with eyes gone cold, she slowly approached Hem, her every step echoed shattering the silence that came with her presence.
“Princess,” Hem gulped down and bowed to her, “Princess this man was out after curfew,” he said explaining himself.
Siara nodded and took a step past him, “Tell me Enforcer,” she said casting him an icy glance, “What is the punishment for someone who goes out after curfew without permission?” she asked with a cold glare.
Hem shivered and took an involuntarily step back as he saw her face.
“Princess,” Hanes called, the tall enforcer stepped forward, he shared a quick glance with Hem before looking back at Siara, “Please forgive us if we were excessive in our action,”
“We tried to apprehend him peaceful, but he resisted and attacked us first, we were forced to act harshly, you know what his kind is like,” he lied blatant
Five years ago. Planet Faultest. The sun shone down on the world, only it was a little strange to look up at the sun from planet Faultest. The sun was blue for starters, and it was remarkably huge, it took up a large portion of the sky, even when the world sat at its furthest orbit. But that wasn’t the strangest thing on Faultest, the strangest thing was the line that cut across the sun… Indeed, if one were to look closely, and it wasn’t easy to do so - it was hard enough to look directly at a red sun let alone a blue sun, they would see a strip of black cutting down the suns centre. But don’t be alarmed, there was nothing wrong with the sun, the strip was a good thing… for it was proof of the advancement of Faultest. The little strip that could just barely be seen was a creation of the Faultestians, a great device that coul
“… Your Dukeship, healing him is tougher than I expected,” Uriel was saying to Sebastian as he followed behind her, his wife, Layla, and niece, Siara, trailed closely behind. “What seems to be the problem?” Sebastian asked, glancing back at Siara who was gripped the hem of her black dress. Uriel shook her head, “My healing spells aren’t very effective on him… I seem to be meeting some kind of resistance, and it doesn’t matter which of my spells I use,” she sighed. “Resistance?” Siara asked with concern, “You mean his body is rejecting your spells?” she asked. Uriel raised a brow, “Calm yourself princess, I didn’t say reject,” she said as they veered around a corner, “My spells are simply not as effective as usual… honestly it takes even more energy to heal him than it takes to heal ‘Your Dukeship’, and the results aren’t as good,” she said glancing at Sebastian’s face.
Uriel’s green eyes shrunk, and she looked at her hands with worry. Dalis didn’t miss the change in her expression, “Have there been others with unstable energy?” he asked. “We have had a few in the past,” the duke answered his gaze was piercing, “None of them survived for long, most of them ended up committing suicide within a few months of the infection, the longest lasted almost two years,” he said. Uriel looked at Dalis, “Which one of your energies is unstable?” she asked, her hands trembled as she spoke. Dalis could guess why, the unstable state energy did act like an infection and would spread to anyone who was exposed to his energy for a prolonged period of time. As the person who was treating him, she was naturally in the most danger. “All of them,” Dalis answered honestly, he heard a gasp and turned to see the last person of the group, she
“Of course, I can’t go there anymore the disasters that came with the apocalypse brought the entire observatory tower down,” Siara said with a wry smile. “What were they like?” she heard Dalis ask. Siara blinked, “Pardon?” she asked in her rich noble accent. “The stars,” Dalis said, “What did they look like from that tower?” he asked with his eyes lighting up. Siara smiled and looked up, “The stars looked bigger,” she said with a shrug, “But there were all these other smaller stars that you can’t see when you look at the sky,” she quickly added. “There was this one star that glowed with green light, and another that had several rings of different colours,” she explained with a dreamy look in her eyes as recalled those days. Siara pointed to a certain part of the sky, “At night you’ll see the constellation of ‘Saldea’s Carriage’ that the goddess us
A/N: Hey readers, just wanted to apologise for dissapearing, the powerstation where I live blew up... so yeah I've basically had no power for over a week, and then we had a warning for power surges so I was hesitatnt to use my laptop until the matter was resolved.In anycase please continue reading and voting for my book.---Dalis woke up in the night, he could tell it was night by the glittering stars, that shone outside the window, his eyes drifted to the spots Siara had pointed to where he found the constellations she spoke off.He had to admit there was a vague resemblance to a carriage and an eye, he took his time before tearing his gaze away from the sky, he grabbed the note Siara had left him and climbed out of bed.Before leaving she told him to read it somewhere no one would be able see it, he mulled over the meaning of her words for a while and came to the conclusion that he was most likely being
Two days quickly passed by as Dalis found himself stuck in the infirmary, his only guests for the past two days were Siara, and the nurse’s who occasionally came to check up on him and give him meals. The beginning of his meals often lead to the nurse’s fleeing from the room, with their face’s going red, and strangely no nurse returned twice. But Dalis didn’t pay it much attention, he didn’t know if he’d ever get used to how delicious the food was, but he figured that with time he’d be able to control his reaction. After being in the infirmary for five days, he was doing much better and Siara told him that he’d be free to leave starting that day. As soon as morning came he was up and moving, his room looked like it never had an occupant to begin with. He walked out of the infirmary and onto the sandy road, following the crowds, he kept his head down, and tried to keep of any one’s radars, the last thing he wanted was a repeat of the day he arrived. Dalis moved through the th
Siara pulled Dalis along until they arrived in a street where it wasn’t so noisy, “What were you planning on doing all alone?” she asked as they walked through the street. “I was just looking around, I went to see the bulletin board you mentioned, then I just wondered off, all of this is… just so different…” Dalis trailed off and looked at the shops that lined the street with a lost look in his eye. Siara smile sympathetically, “Things really have changed a lot since the Records came,” she said misunderstanding him, “But you’ll get used to it,” she said in an attempt to reassure him. “Any way, I was thinking that we could go out and you could show me around your old hiding spot today,” she said bringing up the topic casually. Dalis nodded, they had been planning this for days, “We can leave right now,” he said eager to get out and start levelling. Siara looked him up and down with an amused smirk, “Don’t be so hasty, it’s dangerous out there,” she said, “We’ll first have to get yo
Dalis released a soft sigh, and looked at the sword, suddenly it didn’t feel as good in his hands, level 10 would take him a while to reach, but still it had been five years since the apocalypse, creatures over level 10 should be common. ‘But…’ Raylin quickly added, ‘Take a look at that sword on the wall,’ he said and Dalis quickly raised his head and let his gaze drift across the messy room until he finally saw the wall Raylin mentioned. There were several weapons hung on the wall, covered in a thin layer of dust, he noticed it earlier but didn’t think much of it. But as he stepped closer he could make out a set of lines engraved into the surface of the blades they even had an artistic touch to the way the lines were carved together. Dalis set the long sword down and climbed up a shelf, with his curiosity piqued, as he reached the top he found a dozen weapons with a similar design on the surface. He quickly grabbed a long sword he spotted and jumped down, he wiped away the layers