Dario sat at one side of a round polished table in the neutral grand chamber. The neutral grand chamber was a location used specifically to host diplomatic meetings. Alongside Dario, the kings from Ashton, Richmond, Hudson and Clandestine were seated around the table, their faces stern and seeming uninterested. Each of them brought their most trusted advisors and the air was thick with unresolved grudge and conflict. No one wanted to speak as they all glared at Dario, waiting for him to begin.‘I don’t know if this will go as I hope,’ Dario thought when he scanned their facial expressions. They all had an unyielding expression plastered on their faces like they knew exactly what Dario wanted to talk about and they had their answers ready.Dario began regardless, ‘there’s no harm in trying.’ His voice was calm but firm as he began, “Thank you for agreeing to this meeting-”Just as Dario dropped his first sentence, King Samuel of Hudson let out a very loud hiss, eyeing Dario from up
Dario left the neutral chamber with a heavy heart and made his way back to the mansion after the meeting with the king. On his way, his mind raced with thoughts of the war as it was getting closer by the day. As the car drove into the premises, he was surprised to see Claire just walking in as well. She had not informed him that she was coming today. What information does she have for him today?“Greetings, Your Majesty,” Claire greeted normally without any seductive gestures attached which was quite surprising.Her presence was unexpected, but the urgency in her eyes told him she had vital information.Dario acknowledged her greetings and they both went inside the mansion. He took a seat on his throne while she stood before him instead of sitting. “Your Majesty,” she began, her voice low and urgent. “I have news. The kingdoms are not just planning a standard battle. They have brought up a series of strategic maneuvers to dismantle your empire from within.”Dario’s eyes narrowed i
The following day, Dario was on his way to assess the readiness of the forces himself. Earlier, he had addressed the people of the empire on a raised platform in the main square, about the coming battle. Before them, he said, “My people, as many of you may have heard, there is a battle approaching. This is not a war we sought, but one that has been brought to our doorstep. I assure you, however, this is an arranged battle and as long as our enemies keep to the terms, you are not at risk during its course.”He took it upon himself to reassure them of their safety and let them know that the war would take place on a battlefield. He also informed that at that moment, preparations were made for civilians in vulnerable areas to be evacuated to safer areas within the empire. “The people seemed to be in more relief after the address,” Bruce said to Dario on their way.Dario nodded, allowing the breeze from outside to caress his face. “It was like they collectively heaved a sigh of relief
It was finally the day of the battle… Dario sat on his throne in the throne room very early in the morning. “The big day is finally here,” he muttered to himself. He heaved a sigh, staring into the blank space and lost in thoughts. He prayed to the spirits of his father, Lord Reynolds and Lord Wilson to go with him and grant him victory. He then averted his gaze to his finger and stared at his special ring. “I’m definitely coming back alive,” he murmured and smiled. “But this battle is ours to win, no matter the odds!” He brought his hand to his mouth and placed a quick kiss on the ring finger. “Greetings, Your Majesty,” a voice from across the room spoke. Dario turned and saw Blake approaching him, his expression was a mix of curiosity and concern. Dario didn’t realize when he walked into the throne room because he was lost in thoughts. “Your Majesty. Today is the big day. I assumed you would be leaving soon so as your right hand man, I decided to come and give my ble
“Charge!” Dario shouted, his voice loud, deep and powerful.“Ahhhhh!” The Persian soldiers roared in unison. Before the day of the battle, they had carefully orchestrated their first strategy which was a swift and coordinated assault on the sides of the enemies formation. This strategy was to break the lines of the enemies and create chaos. They moved with precision with their shields raised and their swords drawn while the archers also began to release arrows at the enemies. But as they neared the enemies’ lines, a chilling realization hit Dario. The enemies did not scatter or fall back like they expected.Instead, they stood firm in place with their shields locked forming an impenetrable wall. It was as if they knew the exact move Dario’s soldiers would make. “Hold the line!” the overall commander of enemies shouted and the next second, a hail of arrows from the enemy side met the advancing Persian troops, completely catching them off guard. The front lines immediately faltered
“You all are getting what you deserve!”“They are so dumb, hahaha.”“You all are nothing compared to us!” he roared beating his chest. The enemy soldiers blurted out insults and words dripping with pride and sarcasm as they took down Dario’s soldiers one after the other.“Behind you!” one of Dario’s soldiers shouted to alert his friend to dodge a slash. “Even if it looks like they have an upper hand right now, giving up is not an option!” “We can do this! Together!”Dario’s generals and soldiers reassured each other as they pressed on and kept fighting relentlessly.The medical team ran between the chaos to wheel injured soldiers in stretchers to the sides of the field where the medical tents were set up.They provided first aid and cared for the injured soldiers properly. With courage, they rushed into the battlefield to get their injured soldiers even if they knew they could die in the process. Dario on the other hand looked over the battlefield as confusion churned in his mind
After one last glance of disdain, the commander left Dario who was lying almost unconscious on the floor and moved to the next Persian soldier within his sight. As he fought the next soldier, he relished in his victory. The great Emperor Dario just died in his hands! He thought proudly.But unfortunately and unknowingly to him, his victory was going to be short-lived. That minute, the pain Dario felt began to fade and a warmth spread across his body as the wounded sight began to close up.Dario’s breath came back to him and his strength was renewed in multiple folds. He immediately sprang back to his feet with a resolve that only the powers of his ring could bestow. As the commander turned to check on Dario’s fallen body to relish in his victory better, he was met with a sight and feeling that defied belief. Dario’s body was no longer where it had been, and alongside the shock of his sudden disappearance, the commander felt a sharp pain surge through him as Dario’s sword was alrea
“Not the time to feel satisfied yet,” Dario murmured to himself. “No satisfaction until total victory.”His focus remained on winning the battle finally. Then he could allow himself to feel happy, satisfied, proud, relieved and more.The battlefield echoed endlessly with the clash of steel and the cries of the injured. But one thing was clear enough; the end was near. One by one, the enemies fell.Fear began to creep into the resolve of the kings of Ashton, Richmond, Hudson and Clandestine. They began to feel hopeless, exchanging desperate glances. King Erad found his way to King Samuel. “Our men are falling, one after the other. I think we should consider surrendering before we lose everything,” he said, glancing at their diminishing force. King Samuel nodded in agreement, “I totally agree, Erad,” he said, his breath coming in short and ragged. “I always knew the Persians were strong but how could they defeat us as a whole?? If we don’t surrender now, there will be nothing left of