True to the informat's word, Civil came crashing into the king Alok's chambers at the crack of dawn, an excited light in his eyes and holding a sheet of parchment like some medal.Without punishing the man for not knocking or for not greeting, king Alok shot out of bed and grabbed the package, skimming through it and smiling as he pushed the man out of the way, already thinking about calling council members when Civil cleared his throat."My Lord, there is more." Civil said in that even voice of his, making king Alok pause in his tracks and turn around, cursing at the fact that he was wearing nothing but the same pajamas bottoms as the night before."Speak up, Cival, I have a plan to make," king Alok impatiently said, surprising himself that he even remembered the messenger's name. Civil looked pleased at this fact before he realized that the king's patience was worn thin."The informant has said the information provided will be enough to help us strategize and plan as much as we need
Baba Mbari helped Lily decorate her mask. The new commander busied herself with sharpening her arrows, trying to ensure all the edges were pointy enough to annihilate their enemies. They had to be prepared for whatever was to come. Today, they were finally going to put a stop to the bear shifters. Leading the soldiers to war was her first duty as commander. Usually, after the feast, the new commander was to go into every cave seeking for the people's blessings. It was believed that she was legitimately ordained by the people and their blessings meant a blissful reign. Lily couldn't wrap her head around the fast that she had to lead the war all by herself. Everytime she joined them at war, it was being allied to another kingdom and their protection was guaranteed. This was the first time she was ever hearing the Kayaans were at war.The commander stood from her stool, making her way to where her guardian was seated. Baba Mbari decorating her mask brought back memories. She always rem
"Is he dead?" Sarandi asked.Everyone one moved closer to King Alok who was lying still on the floor. Lily was lying next to him struggling to breath and a banging head. Achio crouched down to check his pulse, he held Alok's wrist trying to see if he was alive. "Is he dead?" Sarandi reiterated, chewing her lower lip. She was ignored as everyone waited to get the news from Achio. Baba Mbari who three the stool was still standing, leg frozen to the ground. The old man was still stunned that he almost lost his precious Lily and his heart was still banging in his chest. Achio looked up at his council members. "He's alive." A look of horror came upon their faces. They started to step back, worrying for their lives. The evil king had gotten into the throne room and had seen Damien, forcing the old man to take him to the others. It was at that moment the elders knew the end had come for the Kayaan kingdom. They had tried their best but it seemed destiny had other things in store for them
The war had left a loss of words from Lily's mouth, all she felt was pain and pain and so much pain, it reeked and it destroyed all her emotions of happiness.As she held Mbazi's head in her hands, trying to cradle his already lifeless body, she started to rock herself, wanting to tear the last shred of humanity left in her, she wanted to rip them apart and this anger that she felt was dignified. The war had ended and she had led. Mbazi would have been so proud to know that she had been a good leader, when they spoke about her... Calling her a bad leader of all time, when they doubted her and how she could have been the wrong child from the river, how their words had hurt and sliced her, she never for once thought a war to be so cruel and demeaning.She was still on her knees when baba mbari ordered her soldiers to take mbazi's body away from her, she couldn't believe it, he was really gone. It flashed before her eyes, all the times they had laughed at each other's jokes, all the time
As Lily looked at King Alok with rage heaving in her heart and causing her to breathe rapidly,, she could not help but to remember the words that an old warrior had said to her when she was only a child before he had passed away a few months later. Usually, every night, he would stare blankly into the fire that was crackling loudly just outside their cave and was giving both light and warmth to those around it.If she was not with Mbazi, Lily would sit near the old warrior trying to distract him from his foreboding by playing with his toes so he would smile at her and play their hand games.On that particular night, he did not smile down at her and play with her as expected no matter how long she had played with his toes until her own fingers hurt.Frustrated about that especially as Mbazi had already slept and so could not play with her, she had wanted to stand up and go back into the cave when her hand was held down firmly by the warrior even though he was already very old. Surprise
Laura stretched, shamelessly yawning wide into her pillow. She had slept extremely late, going through the basics that had to be taken care of before they welcomed the Vampires. Even though she was extremely tired, this part of running a kingdom appealed to her. Inviting dignitaries and welcoming guests. She loved it all. She threw off her covers, standing and stretching her arms over her head again. She could feel the knots in her neck and shoulder unwind and she sighed. The days left till Prince Nicholas's arrival could be counted on her fingers and that spurred her movements the most. She got dressed in under an hour, a feat for her and left Suzy alone in her room as she marched down to the halls. Elaine was already there, a troop of guards and maids hunkered on the floor, waiting for her. They all stood when she came in and greeted her, some with a frown and the other with indifference.Laura tried not to make her hurt show and promised herself that she'd show them her competen
"This is bullshit!""Language, boy." King Eric cautioned his son. "You better not speak this way when we arrive at the Werewolf kingdom." He growled. The prince crossed his arms watching absent-mindedly as the guards arranged their baggage and the gifts behind the carriage. His father had gotten some of the finest and exquisite wines the kingdom had and some shining silver and gold wares made by the royal goldsmith to give to the other kingdom. His father was really serious about the peace treaty but he didn't have to make him the sacrificeIt was impossible to have a blissful marriage with someone he had never met and interacted with. Arranged marriages never worked and this was something he had tried to explain to his father but the old vampire was obdurate, insisting he was going to get married to the vampire princess. No matter how he simply put it, his father always dismissed it. His mind was made up.Prince Nicholas agreed with the treaty. It was a good way to get allied with t
----Unknown---The candle light in his chambers flickered and danced as the cool breeze from the window softly blew across it like gentle breaths caressing a flame.He was seated on his bed, a queen sized bed and was staring at his ceiling, deep in thoughts. It seemed like it was all he did these days, sit and think in silence.The soft bustle of the castle was almost muted from his Chambers. If he strained his ears a little, he would be able to catch the sounds of metals being kept in the storage room, the sound of the kitchen women giggling as they stocked the remaining food in the pantry. He would hear all these if he just strained his ears a little but tonight, he was oblivious to all these.His mind was far away, miles away plotting on how to get the perfect potion to render the king helpless once more.He'd been reading about it for months now. He'd heard that there was a perfect blend of nightshade, rosemary, elderberry and wolfbane that when applied right could cause instant