"There should be new competitors in the fighting competitions," King Alfred said.He is addressing his royal elders about the fighting competition coming up the following day as the festival of Easter will take place. There are already three contestants, and the king wants to add one more fighter to make it four; only one is to survive.Prince Oliver walks in. In the middle of the meeting, his sister follows up. She is not 100 percent happy because of Carl. The queen is already seated with the council as they make their discussion."If you're talking about adding a fourth person, who will you pick for the fourth person?" Sir Mason asked."What is it about the fourth person here? What is that mom?" Princess Emma asked her mother."Princess, this is about a fight competition coming up tomorrow; it will kick off as the Easter celebration is going on," Sir Leonard answers."Is certain I have someone to fight? He would be the fourth man," princess Emma said.Everyone looked at her, and th
King Alfred comes across a scroll with ancient secrets yielding stories from the past and he delved into it.Many Years agoThe only sound was the tapping of cutlet nails on the large dinning table. All retainers stood, trying their stylish not to twitch, heart forging, all trying to maintain a calm address, surely fear was the least thing they demanded. The large double door opened and in came king Dwayne Cedric, his crown in hand as he scratched what hair was left on his balding head. The faces of the retainers looked to him hopefully and he looked down dejectedly. " They're in, nothing can be done" he rumored lowly. Horror struck the faces of all in the room, what semblance of calm they had shattered as the riots from outside filtered into the room. The colliding of sword to sword was well as the guggling sound of men being taken. With each laugh and yell, the retainers fled the palace in all directions, taking what they could in haste and confusion. They had been the most piou
There's a bell nearly was the first study that came to Selene as she woke. The dim room she set up herself in had a strange damp smell that reminded her of her rare visits to the city abattoir. She snappily rose, crinkling her nose and examining where she laid. A thin hairpiece that was made of cotton, it's brown color no doubt had formerly been a white, but with the stains, it was hard to tell. " Mia. Wake up" she rumored cautiously, believing her family was hard. The silent echo she got was hers. " Mia?. Mia" she rumored lowly into the dim room but was still answered with silence. Turning around sluggishly with stopgap of seeing in the dark room, Selene went as far as she could with the darkness but there sounded to be no Mia. Angry and spooked, Selene went to the door which was a thick mahogany wood, the hinges looked old and loosening, she banged with what strength she had. " Mia!! Father!!" she yelled Why would they put her down from her family? She allowed Were they s
The only source of light was the shaft from the sun that streamed into the large dungeon from six sword bars criss- crossed, too high up in the ceiling for anyone to reach, too narrow for a baby to pass through. The dungeon was noisy from dusk till dawn with the whispers of the men and woman in there, arguing, wailing and cursing each other and the guards outdoors. Sniffles and soft cries also came from the little queen next to Selene. " I am empty" Mia said, her voice coarse form crying all day. Selene had tried her stylish to soothe the the spooked child but it was fruitless. " We can not eat what they bring. Who knows what they put in it, I will request to speak with father also he will decide what to do" Selene said, bruiting the last part to herself. She desperately wished she had taken off in that carriage when all her half- sisters had. " But I am empty, I will die" Mia claimed, weeping. Selene glared at the child, she did not want any drama, the townies were locked in with
The wails sounded, it kept ringing through his soul. The wails he was certain would ever be in his head. Edgar woke with a jolt. He'd a agony- again. Rolling out of bed, he threw on a mask and went to his wine press that sat behind a bookshelf. The potion the croaker gave him only made him dizzy but sleep still could not find him. It was a useless as all the drug's he would taken for decades now, he demanded wine. He smiled plaintively at the recollections, the veritably first time he dared to love and nature had thrown it right back to his face. Making his heart oath noway to be so foolish again. He bedded women and that was it, he did not need to love anyone and he clearly demanded no child. No matter what the council and Nicholas said of his lineage, he did not want any boy to suffer his fate. He couldn't. He was not ready to sire a son or raise any child for that matter. Edgar hummed and sat on the soft spread that laid on his large king bed. His mind drifting to the termaga
The soldiers spoke in hushed tones, eyes darting around as if to make certain no bone indeed saw them. The altitudinous of the guards jounced before departing, only to cross the dark walls that led to the lair and went out of sight, the other looking about in like manner before going back into Edgar's sect. Selene yawned again and looked at the door, as if hoping that some phenomenon would make it budge. She had been kept locked up since last night, at least she had Mia also but now Mia had been taken out for breakfast and she had not seen her at all. Time was not really readable when she had no fund watch and no bells chimed at dawn and evening like in Riverland. She only goggled at the shadows which sounded to maintain a slate shade, the coming downtime wasn't the stylish of seasons to read shadows, it could be evening for all she watched and she wouldn't indeed know. Selene stretched to the table on her left and took another piece of chuck from the server. The caramel dropped o
The Governess stood with a mug of unknown liquid as she goggled out her deck. TheO'alistair manor house was the largest in all regions, his father had conquered a lot but to her not enough. So long as she was concerned, Sol belonged to no man, no weak pitiful man who could slightly immolate for his people. " Come in" she said as a low valve sounded on the door. The man creaked open the day egg k chamber and went by. " I've news" he said as he bowed " What" she asked sluggishly, her mug at lips " Helsing has approved of our alliance" he stated " That's what I knew formerly. But fine" she replied with a smile " Shall we stay?" the man asked " We stay, tolerance, tolerance" she replied " When do I see her" the man asked nervously " My men will lead you to her" she replied and with a film of her wrist dismissed the man. *** " What you tell me is without prove" Edgar said with a tired shriek. He was sick of the townies and controversies. " My lord he did, he smelled my arm
The cold wind blew Selene's hair to her mouth. She reached to remove the beaches and left her window, drawing the curtain together. The night was creepy, cold and restless, she had been unfit to sleep after putting Mia to bed. The studies of her future bothered her, she had always known she was alone the day the Sol soldiers went into their castle to take her father down but this night sounded to make the harsh reality all the more clearer. She was an unattached demoiselle out into the region with a youthful girl to watch for, she knew the odds were against her. Selene soughed vocally and sat on her bed as the events of the once weeks counted on her, she had decided to be strong, to be strong and auspicious for Mia but sluggishly she felt the fear creep in, the fear of being alone, having to forfend for both of them, to cover them both. presumably she'd get wedded and Mia would also have a father original but also she did not see that passing soon, she did not want any man to transgre
Love came in strange times, in strange forms. Edgar goggled at the now fat woman on his bed, her belly swollen with his seed. He smiled, he couldn't relatively call her a child presently. But in his eyes she was still a child, despite her size. " You're back!" She yelled and rushed to him, pushing a coprolite in ceremoniously and clumsily down. " Easy now darling so you do not hurt yourselves" he smiled meaningfully and hugged her. Her frame filling his hands. She was beautiful. " Did you get my grapes? The imported bones ?" She asked as she seized his sachel and dug in madly. She lowered and looked up at him, coming up with shanks and ointments and everything she did not need. " It's not outside, don't tell me you forgot again" she pouted " Are you telling me my woman isn't happy to see me but her grapes" he asked " You're of no use my Lord" she replied and left the bag on the bottom, moving to her hair bunch where she was stitching an unattractive crooked pattern. " Isee.y
Selene sat on the rustic seat close to the pine tree. There was a mat laid before her. A dish of egg and veal sat in the plate. There was a mug of mice smelling wine and the knight by her side beamed The youthful handsome knight smiled at the queen and took her hand in his, placing a small kiss there. She had been more open to love after her fire at Kiro and with her resoluteness to not be alone, she would began seeing the youthful knight she met in city weeks agone . Her heart didn't quack when he was with her like it did for the Lord but. Selene lowered at her own studies and scolded herself. " It's a nice place" Selene said with a smile. She was relaxed, at peace and comfortable with a nice man, she reminded herself snappily. " It's my haven. I set up it times ago when I first came a royal legionnaire" the knight replied with a fascinating smile. Selene jounced " Come" the man said and led her to the mat, sitting there himself and folding his legs before him. He took a chops
Edgar goggled at her hair. It had been trolled and pulled up. The healer behind her held her hair as she voided her stomach into a pot by the corner of the roof. He'd slept exhausted. nearly like a dead body. The cold roof calming him and blarneying him to sleep further. But his mind upset. He wasn't at peace, he demanded to see Selene. As he opened the roof delirium, he met the healer forcing a mug to her mouth. She drank and rippled, evacuating her mouth into the pot. A condiment was handed her and she masticated sluggishly. A virgin smell now filling the roof. " My Lord" the healer bowed " How is she" he questioned " She'll heal. Her body is fighting a important catholicon" the healer replied " How long?" Edgar asked " She has too important of it in her, we can only supplicate she fights if out, if she feeds and drinks her drug she has a better chance" she answered Edgar jounced. The healer curtsied and left the roof. The bed the child laid was advanced, beaters had b
The sun came after the cold night. The Kiro soldiers had surrendered sluggishly. Some that defied killed without delay. Edgar had discovered that the high rank patricians were all trampers. All had been killed, burnt by the mountain with the townies watching dolefully. The townies had been too eager to accept his rulership. utmost empty with torn dresses and worn shoes. Indeed the oldest elder had thanked him for coming to" save" them. The sun was over when Edgar was ready to leave. He'd shoot further men to secure his new fiefdom, just in case any was willing to mutiny against the new leadership. Edgar was ready to leave. He demanded to return your his area first. His men were sick now, their faces grim with dirt and empty looking. He moved to the room that his family and the child slept. Alexandra was awake. " Family" he conceded and moved to the child. He shook her awake and settled her as she shocked " What did they do to you?" He asked in a gentle tale. "She.they.I
The loud voices of his men came from below his window. He had not slept a wink. His muscles sore from fighting his men all might. In the moon light. They patrolled the fields and boundaries till dusk. No legionnaire slept. They should be ready. Edgar sat on his window pane. He endured to draw blood. That of the Kiro king. long since he'd felt the excitement of a raw battle. Of force and a good fight. Not conquering weak townlets. He could taste the war on his lingo. Men would fall, but Kiro would be no more. He'd purify the land if the council couldn't. He would. He would. The pest would come a story. History told to children to avoid the night. He'd make sure of it The morning air was sticky. patches of snow drifted onto his room from the open window. His fire place raging. reflecting his feelings. The manor house was quiet. The maids and man retainers watching quietly as he and the soldiers fought all night. They knew. They knew battle was upon them. He'd heard the wails of
This was a phenomenon. One that want as awful. Edgar goggled down at the men that knelt before him Should they be guillotined or hung? He contemplated. It was noon. The sky lustrously. The room colder. Empty. Where was the child? Where was his family? Edgar turned to the red cloaked men still with the Sol emblem. " How could she have been taken without your knowing?" He asked " The lady was in her chamber. She had retired for the day. It's the morning that her hand demoiselle blazoned her missing, out steed stolen with a carriage. Her Chambers ruined" the man said with a bow How weak were his men? Indeed his men had been there, at the lair. Tarrying the night in shifts. Nothing should have gotten past them and it didn't. No bone saw his family leave. They must have known the manor house enough to steal her down so still. Was she alive at all? Alexandra would have fought, would have woken the entire palace with her riots. He knew his family that much. Six parties were trans
There was a fair girl. Her hair as white was the sun. Her eyes a blue sparkle that reminded her of her won father. The girl smiled happily. Playing with the woman next to her. A stark replica. Her mama . There was a boundary, one as thin as air that kept her out, all her trouble and cries to join the reunion unproductive. The aged woman turned to her and gestured. Smiling at her sorely. Selene woke with a jolt. Her unhappiness following her from the dream world. She could still feel the burning wrathfulness. How could they leave her? She sat on her bed for a nanosecond. Stretching her stiff branches and yawning. She could smell fresh cutlet all the way from her room. The royal kitchen last in the hall. She swung her legs over the bed and left for the restroom. Eager to submerge in the warm water. The morning was cold. The room colder as the fire had long turned to smoking coals. Selene undressed herself precipitously and buried herself in the warm pot. The scent of lavender gen
When Selene eventually woke. She was spooked, hysterical the morning would bring reality. That the Lord would leave her cold and unwanted. Alone. " What makes you sad so early child" came the hard voice Selene couldn't hide her smile. She threw her hands over the Lord that sat but her bed. Naked " Do you have a want to not walk again?" He asked as her soft body pressed to him. Arousing hia inextinguishable passion Selene turned pink and pulled down " My Lord" she said " Call me Edgar while we remain alone child" he said " I'm not a child" Selene snapped angrily, the name had come endless " You are, you haven't seen the layoffs I've or nearly the summer. You're a babe. A child" the Lord replied and pulled her to him. stroking her hair. " Do you wish to break your fast in bed?" He asked "No.my Lord.I.the retainers, they would speak ofthis.of us" she stammered " They should. I've awaited long enough to have you" the Lord replied Selene lowered at him fondly " solicitude not.
There's someone for everyone. Selene could flash back her mama 's stylish friend always said Where was her someone? In all the death and fear. Where was her someone. Selene opened her eyes. To see the sun, the face the world. She had passed outon.on the Lord. He'd come for her. She had watched through vague eyes as heslew.adead.what it was she was not sure. But he'd killed it again. transferred it to the grave yet again. It had turned someone differently. A youthful girl with unheroic hair and rotting skin. A clear mark of the pest. " What worries you" came the voice at her side. Selene jerked down. Her eyes settling on the Lord by her side She looked into his eyes. The dark balls brimmed with life. Experience. Wariness and worry. Was he bothered over her? She was certain this was the Sol king. stable. Alive. His eyes didn't stay into perpetuity nor did her ignore her. He was by her bedside. Selene pulled down, unintentional to let him see how glad that she was he was back to