Alastair spent the rest of the day trying to figure out how he was going to break the wraith's magic. He was running out of time and he knew it. If he had not been alarmed before then, it wasn't so for his entire body was screaming with alertness.To make matters worse, he could not tell what the time was. The cell they placed him in barely had a source of light. The strong, brick walls that held up the cell called out to him, telling him that he was not going to find a way out of the mess he was in. He suspected he was done.But could he truly be? He had dinner in the past, he was well aware of that fact. Although he deserved to die for what he did to that girl, he had to live for Cara. His being alive would benefit him and the world around him better than his death. So, he closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and focused his mind on the energy pulsating from the chain.He noticed something."Four-three-four-two-four-one-four-three..."The energy had a rhythm that gave differen
Alastair conjured a shield around himself and proceeded to walk into the burning harem. One of the supports for the front door pulled off and hit his shield, bouncing off as It did. He walked inside, the flames and smoke almost blinding him. The heat and the smoke could Still penetrate through the shield.But he did not stop. He kept walking, looking from one room to the other."Cara!" He called out as he passed from one room to the other, the ceiling falling on his shield as he did. The fire was getting even hotter but he persisted. He kept on going, reinforcing his shield as he did."Cara!"He called out again but there was no reply. There were a lot of dead Bodies on the ground and as he kept on walking, he realized that he no longer felt the sudden tension he used to feel whenever he saw fire and bodies. Was he slowly getting free from the guilt the past held on him? Was his desire to protect Cara stronger than the losses and pain he had suffered?He realized it was. He needed to
Damek took a deep breath as he inhaled the smoke from the sage he was burning. His eyes rolled to the top of his eyes, the energy from the smoke filling him with its essence.One of the sorcerers standing there walked towards him, his bare feet slapping the ground as he picked up another large sage and lit it on fire. The sage burned, bringing out smoke that Damek quickly inhaled."Master, shall we bring in the blood?"The same sorcerer asked him. Damek could barely remember his name, not in that state anyway. He raised his hand and gestured for them to bring it inside the dark cave they were in. The only source of light in the cave were tiny candles which lit up the other part of the cave where bones, sages, and charms were located.But for where Damek knelt, there was only darkness.Damek coughed, and a soft growl escaped his lips. He turned around as the sorcerers brought in the blood inside a bowl and placed it before him. He crawled towards the bowl and in the next moment, dug hi
Miranda wondered how the mages were able to find out about where she would be taking Alastair. At first, she could not make them out but then she realized that they were palace Mages. There was no way they could have known about Alastair's presence.Unless one of them has been spying on her. But she refused to believe that. It was creepy and it did not make any sense. And besides, she did not know of any mage in the palace with such skill. However, she decided to keep her head down for some time. She was genuinely worried about Alastair, and also for the little girl with him. Such a delicate child is being dragged into the complicated world of magic and mages. She wished there was more she could do for them, perhaps go to Reina to find them? And then, do what exactly?She sighed. Her emotions were getting the best of her. She needed a clear head and she was not going to get that thinking of Alastair.As she stepped out of her quarters, she seemed to see a chatter among the maids. She
Miranda felt betrayed as the horse trudged along. Her mind was warping through a lot of things. She just could not understand how she could have read the signs wrong. She had never been wrong about people. What changed? What happened?A large dog ran out of the bush and quickly stopped as Miranda's horse nearly stepped on it. Miranda looked at the animal and traced its sight as the dog barked at something.It was a snake!The snake was on the other side of the tiny bush path Miranda and Hela had taken. Looking at the dog bark at the snake and its unending attempt to attack the creature suddenly gave her an idea. What if she was not wrong? What if Turin was innocent? Where and how exactly did Richmond get his evidence? She thought for a moment. There was only one way she could know. She needed to hear it directly from Turin's mouth.They took the final turn and entered the palace vicinity. Her hood was still raised, covering most of her face."Princess, look, they are taking him away.
Her legs were heavy as she trudged out of Richmond's Chambers. Never did she expect him to go so far. She knew he would do anything within his power to keep the throne for himself and although she believed she could do better for the people, she would never usurp him. That was not in her nature, she was not a thief.So why? Why did he have to strike some crazy deal with sorcerers? Why was he trying to frame Tyrion for Treason? Was he the one who sent him that money? No, it could not be. Miranda, at that very moment, realized who the true enemy was. It was the sorcerer in the shadows, the one behind Richmond's head, filling it with all sorts of ideas. That was the true enemy and she knew that her brother was too dumb to ever fight such a threat. She nearly fell, so she quickly helped herself by clenching to the wall. Her heart was heavy. She felt like crying because she did not like where the whole situation was going. It wouldn't end well. Someone was trying to destroy the royal fa
"Ahh"Richmond grunted as the hoe he was using in digging the ground suddenly collided with his leg. He quickly stopped and checked the leg, to make sure it was not bleeding.The wound was not deep enough to draw blood but it hurt like hell. But he did not stop digging. As the thunder clapped in the sky, Richmond knew it was going to rain soon, the first rain to fall in Elderien in the whole year. Perhaps it would have been a memorable time for him, watching the heavens pour down their contents while he gazed at the raindrops hitting the ground. It always brought him a sense of calm. But that night, he wasn't spending the night gazing at raindrops or taking in the smell of the soil as the rain bathed it. He was spending it covering a crime, a sin against the kingdom, one which he was happy he actually committed.When it was deep enough, Richmond looked around to see if anyone was watching him. He had dragged the Mage's body into the woods, using the night as cover and grabbing some
Miranda woke up in shock, all of her neck hurting her From the encounter of the previous night. She slowly massaged her neck as she got up from the bed, trying to wrap her head around what happened. But no explanation other than the fact that her brother wanted to take her out came to her mind.She felt betrayed. She never expected it to go that bad. She always knew how desperate he was but she never understood why he was so stupid and why he did things the way he did.She slowly walked toward the mirror and observed the pigmentation in her neck. Kevin's presence was a miracle which she thanked the gods for. She could not even fathom what would have happened if he hadn't shown.But then, she noticed that none of her maids had come to attend to her, not even that little girl. That was unusual in every way. Their presence was the one that usually woke her up. Where were they?She quickly freshened up by herself and walked out of her chambers, but what she saw made her blood run cold.Th