It has been two weeks since Faramir was taken by the fairies. He was not treated as a prisoner though. Besides, he has discovered a lot from them and as a researcher, he thinks that what has happened benefitted him and his curiosity. He learned that there is a secret place hidden from anyone that fairies call home. Asfelro was a magical place that gave fairies protection and a place to call home. He doesn't know until he saw it in his own eyes that there is still another place than the Winter land.
Asfelro is a place full of mysteries and magic. All kinds of animals and plants that can't be found in Winter and Summer land are there, living harmoniously with the fairies. Also, these magical creatures are more powerful than the Elven think they are. A fairy is born from the mana abundant in the Estofidel and he discovered that the mana has a source. It is not an element that is just present in these lands just like what they believed in, it has somewhat taken the body of a very important being here.
"Since you will be here for the rest of your life and you are with us for almost 2 weeks, I want to introduce you to our father, the creator of all fairies and magical creatures. He is the mana itself" the fairy who brought him here said while they walk towards the center of the magical woods.
She then moved the vines that are like curtains when they arrived at a particular place. There he witnessed a lot of fairies giggling and dancing to a tune of magical music that is being played in the air. He was mesmerized by how beautiful the place and these people are. All of them have pairs of dragonfly wings on their back and copper to white-colored hair. All of them stop their festive when they saw him walking towards the aisle with the fairy he is with. After he felt the changing atmosphere around them, he saw a strange being in the aisle where they are heading.
They stop and the fairy beside him bows to the creature. He did the same thing the moment he saw what the fairy does.
"This is father" the fairy introduces the creature.
It was a huge white horse with a mask of ice on his face, hooves, and a tail that is also made of ice. The creature which is in front of him didn't make a sound or anything to respond to his appearance.
"Anastasia, an elf? Really?" A fairy much mature looking to everyone else broke the silence, she was beside the huge white horse.
She sounded displeasing so he thought that his presence is prohibited here.
"Yes, he is Glacia. He is a friend and he'll be staying with us until his last breath" with pride and joy, the fairy beside him named Anastasia introduced him to others.
"Return him at once! Erase his memories of here or else suck his life dry" Glacia said without closing her eyes. He then stepped back because of fear of being killed. Though he knew that that might be a possibility when he choose to go with Anastasia, still getting killed in a foreign and unusual place is scarier than he imagined.
"I would not!" said Anastasia as casual as it seems.
"What?" Glacia pissed off and gestured to come at them was put to pause when the white horse stopped them by neighing.
"Right father? I knew you will understand" Anastasia seeking support from the creature.
"Have I not clear myself of not bewitching and seducing men of the Summer land and stealing them away from their home?" The elder fairy said while saying this to everyone else.
It seems that the other fairies were guilty of kidnapping his kind for them to look away from her.
"I did not bewitch him, Glacia. He chose to come here in exchange for a Leruie"
So 'Leruie' is what that white rabbit is called. He subconsciously neglects the harm the situation might have cost him later. The elder fairy named Glacia disappointedly sighed as she make a gesture to both of them to leave the place at once. Anastasia mischievously smile and took his hand and run, leaving the crowd of fairies in surprise. After that day, Anastasia no longer hides him from anyone. All they did was go to places and introduce him to everything he has never seen before. It was fun.
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Somewhere in Winter land, 2 years have passed**
"Aren't you going outside and playing with me, Faramir?"
Anastasia went into his room inside of a huge tree with pouty lips. Since then that they allowed him to have his own place here in Asfelro, all his days are dedicated to examining the creatures- plants or animals in this land. The time he is with Anastasia decreases day by day which might be the reason the fairy is acting like this right now.
"Why? Are you bored with exploring the woods again?" He said still his focus is on the thing that he is doing at his table.
Anastasia grumpily approach him and threw her hands on the table which force him to look at her.
"I let you come here to always be there for me!" Angrily like a child, she reminded him.
He laughed at her face of disappointment and tantrums.
"What? Is this funny to you?" The same tone she asked.
He picked the thing that he is working on for several months now and handed it to the woman.
"What is this?" She asked while examining the thing in her hand.
"That is called a doll, Anastasia"
She looked unimpressed so what he did is he pressed a hidden button on the doll's chest and suddenly it moves.
The woman was startled and became curious as to the doll's moves and walked toward her at the table.
"H-How could--"
Before she can finish her sentence, he butts in and introduced his first invention, a successful one.
"Invention number 37, named Anna. A doll that can move on its own powered by the stored mana I collected for the past 7 months" he explained adjusting his goggles on his face.
The woman seems to like it as she jumped and clapped in her amazement.
"Do you like it?" He asked smiling to add more points to the woman.
"Y-Yes but what do you want? I know you need something every time you give me things you invented"
"I wanna go home"
The facial expression on Anastasia's face slowly turned from happy to worry.
"W-why?"
He laughed a little to light the mood since he is asking for something bigger this time and he is hoping that Anastasia will now allow him for once.
"I accidentally heard Glacia that the Summer land is trying to invade the Winter land borders for quite some time and that is because they are seeking refuge. I heard strange people come out of nowhere and is hurting my family and friends. I also knew that the drought is getting worst there."
The worried face started to get teary.
"T-This is your home now, Faramir. Besides, I thought your happy here that you can study and feed your curiosity to your heart's content"
He wiped her tears with his fingers when he saw them flow down to her cheeks.
"I am, Anastasia. I just want to know if my family is safe. I will come back once I am sure they are all ok"
The fairy seems to choose not to believe him and turned her back on him. Her shoulders are moving up and down which allows him to tell that she is crying and holding herself not to make a sound from it. He sighed. He does not know what to say more to convince her.
"I will not abandon you, Anastasia. Because I love you"
Right there at that moment which is facing her back, he witnessed the fairy not moving. Like she got stiffed.
"A-Anastasia? Are you---"
She faced him again and the woman is confirmed crying her eyes out. Her eyes are red and overflowing with tears, the tip of her nose, and the top of her pointed ears are both shaded in red and her lips are ready to destroy her soundless cry. He hugged her before that happens. A tight hug that will melt away all her anxieties about him not coming back.
"I will return. I promise you"
But he never did.
[Anastasia's POV]She waited for days.Weeks.Months.The Elven man never returns.Anastasia waited long enough for Faramir's return. At the exact spot they met and parted ways. On cold days, freezing nights, blizzards, or any storm, she waited. But even his shadow was never to be found. She waited long enough that she forgot to take care of herself. She sighed shakingly as she pities herself. With all that, tears came rushing to her eyes again."Are you still going to wait for him?" lifeless, she turn her head at her back as Glacia appeared."He promised" she answered almost whispering. She heard Glacia sighing as she hover towards her."You have to go home to Asfelro. The Elven army is coming close, soon enough they will be here and our lands will be their refuge" she felt a gentle force on Glacia's hands holding her arms while looking at the lights in the sky nearby where the torches of the Elven army are in."Father is asking you to meet him, Anastasia" Glacia added.Since her fat
Anastasia! Anastasia! Wake up! Anastasia!! She opened her eyes from the call of someone deep in her sleep. The first thing she saw is her room's ceiling. "Thank goodness you are awake!" She looked at Glacia's face and she saw fear and panic! "W-what is happening?" Before she received an answer, she heard multiple explosions outside that bought her in her window to see. "What the.." she backed away from the window when she saw chaos everywhere outside. She looks back to Glacia to ask her what is happening only to find her down on the edge of her bed losing her life. She came rushing to her for aid. "Glacia! Glacia! What happened?" she asked her loud enough to call it screaming as the elder is losing her life in front of her. "H-he sold us" Dizzy, panicking and can't decipher what she is saying she asked again, "What?" "Faramir" She was put to stone when she heard his name. Before she can ask another question, Glacia holds her hand as much as the little strength she has.
Council Room, Royal Palace**"So, discovering the truth of the fairy's origin and a huge possibility of the involvement of the crusaders, as a council, any suggestions from any of you?" asked the Empress. Welcoming any opinions and insight from the nobilities for their next step.After they entered and witnessed Anastasia's past, everyone in the present council knew that the least of the problem is the coup d'etat. They can easily subside and force to submit Valderak's allied forces to the throne as they are outnumbered and will surely beat them with their fighters. The next is the invaders from the neighboring country that belongs to the werewolves, led by the descendant of their first race, Queen Lyca won't push through for now as the Kaliningrad Oblast caters not only to Descovick's but the allied forces from the other Grand nobilities. Even with the power of Imelio-- the first werewolf, she can't just wage war without thinking and analyzing her enemies."You said that Anastasia me
Loren was away for quite some time due to a mission he was tasked to accomplish on the northern borders. His mission was to build a wall of ice and cover the entire Curonian Spit in a blizzard and eventually froze the entire Curonian Lagoon. This will buy them a huge amount of time to halt the invading werewolves and let them focus on the coup d'etat and the rampaging of the weak-blooded vampires.But after he arrived home, he did not expect the news that will welcome him."Your Imperial Highness, I have come to welcome you in your return" from all the people he is looking forward to welcoming him on his arrival, Augustow--the Chief of the Royal guards took that role from everyone else.This let him think of the worst."What happened here?" instead of accepting the Chief's speech, he approached him and look into his eyes, seeking answers."Y-your Imperial Highness.." the man is too nervous to answer him.He walks passed through him and goes straight to the throne room where he shall e
It has been half an hour since Anastasia is in her current state when something new happened around her. Her form, which is covered in bluish-white light suddenly started to change. The most notable change Gyohiro can see is the disappearance of her wings behind her back. Not long after and the light that covers the woman and the strange light that is coming from the depths of the lake begin to fade away little by little until nothing is left.The woman in her new form hovers on the waters. As she open her eyes, the force came into her surroundings again freezing and making a huge spike of ice to drive away anyone in her vicinity. He jumped away as far as he can to avoid the dangerous spikes. As he looks at Anastasia, he knows that this is no longer the same being he saw the first time."You have changed" he commented.Her appearance doesn't change much actually. It is the aura he is referring to."I had to absorb enough mana to complete my transformation" the woman responded. Still,
[Yekaterinburg, Russia]Venicio, The Duke of Yekaterinburg welcomed Gyohiro into his secret tower is much pleased as he saw him carry on his back the fairy of ice."Finally, Gyohiro! We are now officially moving to the next phase of our plan"The weak-blooded vampire he obtained as a slave from the land of the rising sun was able to reach his expectations. No! he surpassed it. Gyohiro put down the unconscious Anastasia from an elevated platform in the middle of a glowing magic circle."W-what is this circle for, Duke?" Out of curiosity, he asked."This will help us imprison her as long as we need her to be" The Duke answered.He didn't get what he is saying, how come this will imprison her? He doesn't see any iron bars around to confine her. The Duke must have been read his facial expression and in an unusually good mood because of the arrival of this fairy which is why he explained further."The prison I am talking about is this" he pointed to his temple."You mean in her mind?" he a
Loren woke up after feeling a couple of soft small pokes on his cheek. He can hear the sound of the birds chirping outside, it must be morning now. His mother might have canceled the circling blizzard not only in the capital but in the entire Kaliningrad region, the chilling wind is not as strong as before, that is why.As he get up in bed, he saw the one who was trying to wake him up. It was the doll that led him and his troops to the frozen lake where Anastasia was sealed. He acted not surprised as he was kinda used to the existence of this strange thing or being."You must have been looking for your mistress, right?" he asked while dressing up himself to go outside of the room.The doll didn't respond to his question, yet he knows the answer to it. After he put on his shirt, he sat on his ankles and face the doll that is currently standing on the edge of his bed."I will find your mistress, don't worry. You can come with me if you want, only if you promise to hide inside my bag at
A few more miles away and Beznosov's troops will now arrive in Moscow, the capital city of the Central district. Unlike the Descovick's royal guards who are signature to travel with horses, these troops traveled on foot or in carriages with their weapons or supplies. They won't get tired by walking non-stop anyway compared to humans, they just have to rest for an hour or more to refresh themselves by drinking human blood.Beznosov's men are powerful men unlike any other Loren saw in his life, these men are Vikings! Barbaric in nature and known as berserkers of war. They can't be easily killed as long as their heads are with their bodies."The Council's intel relies on the Prince of the Blood Imperial, right? The Empress said that she was informed by Vasil that I will go out and look for Anastasia, did he allow you to take me in on this mission?" Loren started a conversation since they all have been quiet for some time now during their travels."The Prince of the Blood Imperial has no
"I-I killed her?" ridiculously and full of disbelief, Beznosov repeated what Venicio answered to his own question. There is no absolute reason he can do that, he grew up with Eve always on his side. She was his childhood friend, best friend, and his most precious. He loved her so much that he chose to let her go and let her choose the man in front of him."You really are pathetic down to your core! How dare you make stories--" Venicio stop his rage."You... killed... my wife!" The blood that moves like it has its own life thickens around Venicio, responding to the anger towards him. Did he lose it? Did his memories somewhat alter because of the almost-death experience he had after the explosion?Venicio in his monster state began to move to attack him. The vein-like bloodstream acts like a whip and attacks him. He dodge it and he saw what happened to the ground as it crushed it. What a powerful weapon considering that this is just made of blood!He observed Venicio as the man stand no
"Slaughtering my soldiers, Your Grace, are you enjoying it?" Venicio made his entrance.The battle momentarily stops. The soldiers made way for their Duke to enter the center of the battlefield."I'm afraid that I am, Venicio"The Duke then laughed, Venicio seems to enjoy how the Grand Duke admits it."What happened to your 'Nobility is not soiling our feet and challenging the weak'?" with his taunting eyes, Venicio looked at the man who was said to be the most powerful in Russia. When they were young, Beznosov had this motto on how a nobility must treat others, and that is based on their strength and capabilities.The air holds the pressure and intensity of what will happen in the next few minutes."It's so amusing how you, a powerless nobility act like he is at the same level as I am" taunted byBeznosov.Venicio just smirked and continue to walk forward, ready to take the first move and ignore any words Beznosov will throw at him. And the moment the distance between each other sever
[Elaine's POV]The whole truth has been exposed to her by Gyohiro, who is currently tied to her vines, trapped like a fly on a spider web. All he muttered was utterly new to her like telling her that she never knew her own father all this time! Her family's history versus the story Gyohiro told her is far too fictitious! How come they are the lost descendants of the progenitor who has the ability of the forbidden art? She was told that her grandparents were killed during the war between the invasion of the werewolves in Russia a long time ago. And her mother? Her mother died giving birth to her. But Gyohiro said her grandparents were killed by the executioners serving the Russian branch of the royal family and its council. And her mother was killed in front of her father, trying to protect them both. Her family suffered in the royal order of being assassinated and sacrificed to the vampires to finally end the bloodline of the descendants of the progenitor who had the forbidden art. On
"Weakling!""Weakling!""Weakling!"The kids at the Royal Academy constantly bullied him, calling him a weakling. A weakling they say even though he is the son of a powerful vampire. Even though he is a high ranking noble and an heir of the entire Ural region."Hey, you piece of sh*ts!! Get away from him!" He heard a voice mixed on the insults and not long when someone pushed the boy who was on top of him, punching his face and calling him a weakling as the rest of 'em."Are you ok?" with his eyes swollen and vision blurry, he can still see the face of that savior-- A girl with long blonde hair on a pigtail, white skin toned freezing on that winter breeze and a voice of an angel."Are you ok?" she repeated her question as she pulls his arm and let him stand on his own. He stopped daydreaming when he got up."I-I am fine""Can you heal those wounds? I can help you if you need one" he can't look at her face any longer every time he meets her eyes. He never looked at a girl anyway in his
After Beznosov pinned down the enemies using his gravity, his soldiers started to kill each of the weak-blooded vampires like sheep."It seems that you are the only one left, young man" he saw Gyohiro who led these monsters from the start as the only one standing on the pile of dead bodies and pool of blood after several minutes of slaughtering."He will answer to me" he commanded his soldiers as they tried to get closer to the enemy leader.The young man looks terrified but still on guard. This is his first time seeing a weak-blooded vampire who can remain mentally stable after all this time. He took a few steps forward, and the man increased his defense, ready to defend himself whenever he attacked."You are almost like a pure-blooded vampire. Who is your master and how come he was able to create an almost perfect replica of himself?" he lifts his hand pointing at the man and casts a gravity that pulled the enemy leader to the ground."A force like that will pull an average vampire
When the night sky won against the day, one by one the 3monsters within the city started to show up on the walls. These weak-blooded vampires transformed themselves into huge monster bats covered with a miasma."Seems like they consumed esomething for them to power up like this" Beznosov explained as everyone from his group got surprised by what they are witnessing.Weak-blooded vampires can turn into monsters the same as them but not this way. They should look like incomplete transformations where they remain in human form but with longer arms and limbs, sharp teeth from a head that are stretched forward and formed like those on bats, with pointed ears, and their skin like those on the animals too. These monsters they are witnessing develop wings and the ability to fly the same as them. It is a form completely the same except for the miasma these monsters are covered on.From all these weak-bloods ganging up on the city's entrance, a man finally showed up. This might be their leader.
A few more miles away and Beznosov's troops will now arrive in Moscow, the capital city of the Central district. Unlike the Descovick's royal guards who are signature to travel with horses, these troops traveled on foot or in carriages with their weapons or supplies. They won't get tired by walking non-stop anyway compared to humans, they just have to rest for an hour or more to refresh themselves by drinking human blood.Beznosov's men are powerful men unlike any other Loren saw in his life, these men are Vikings! Barbaric in nature and known as berserkers of war. They can't be easily killed as long as their heads are with their bodies."The Council's intel relies on the Prince of the Blood Imperial, right? The Empress said that she was informed by Vasil that I will go out and look for Anastasia, did he allow you to take me in on this mission?" Loren started a conversation since they all have been quiet for some time now during their travels."The Prince of the Blood Imperial has no
Loren woke up after feeling a couple of soft small pokes on his cheek. He can hear the sound of the birds chirping outside, it must be morning now. His mother might have canceled the circling blizzard not only in the capital but in the entire Kaliningrad region, the chilling wind is not as strong as before, that is why.As he get up in bed, he saw the one who was trying to wake him up. It was the doll that led him and his troops to the frozen lake where Anastasia was sealed. He acted not surprised as he was kinda used to the existence of this strange thing or being."You must have been looking for your mistress, right?" he asked while dressing up himself to go outside of the room.The doll didn't respond to his question, yet he knows the answer to it. After he put on his shirt, he sat on his ankles and face the doll that is currently standing on the edge of his bed."I will find your mistress, don't worry. You can come with me if you want, only if you promise to hide inside my bag at
[Yekaterinburg, Russia]Venicio, The Duke of Yekaterinburg welcomed Gyohiro into his secret tower is much pleased as he saw him carry on his back the fairy of ice."Finally, Gyohiro! We are now officially moving to the next phase of our plan"The weak-blooded vampire he obtained as a slave from the land of the rising sun was able to reach his expectations. No! he surpassed it. Gyohiro put down the unconscious Anastasia from an elevated platform in the middle of a glowing magic circle."W-what is this circle for, Duke?" Out of curiosity, he asked."This will help us imprison her as long as we need her to be" The Duke answered.He didn't get what he is saying, how come this will imprison her? He doesn't see any iron bars around to confine her. The Duke must have been read his facial expression and in an unusually good mood because of the arrival of this fairy which is why he explained further."The prison I am talking about is this" he pointed to his temple."You mean in her mind?" he a