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
*Cheers**Cheers*As the trucks carrying the victorious Persian soldiers moved them towards the empire, they sang their victory song at the top of their voices and from the depth of their hearts. Their faces were lit up in admiration and wide grins, with their hearts swelling with pride. And as the trucks tumbled through their border, their engines roared like the hearts of the triumphant men and women.As the trucks drove in deeper from the border, the soldiers realized that the people of the empire had lined up at both the right and left sides of the empire. These people screamed at the top of their voices, clapping, waving banners and the empire flags, and cheering as the trucks drove deeper and deeper into the empire. Children threw flowers and stood on their tiptoes, waving excitedly while the adults cheered and shouted praises and gratitude to the soldiers whose lips were spread into wide grins. When the soldiers caught sight of them, the gesture of the people warmed their h
‘Could you have really betrayed me?’ Dario asked Aisha in his mind as he stared down at her, his eyes filled with pain and growing resentment. “What’s wrong,” she asked, a smile still spread across her face and her eyebrows playfully raised. But Dario remained silent. “Are… you good?” she asked again. Now, her smile was beginning to fade as she realized that all along, Dario had actually been silent and had not smiled back even once. She playfully nudged him and asked again, “Did something happen to you during the battle?” But Dario remained silent. Her brows slowly furrowed deeper with each passing silent second. “You’re scaring me, Dario. Is something wrong?”Dario stared at her, his mind racing with several questions. Though he could hear her, he didn’t know what exactly to say first, as he had a hundred questions that needed answers. He also knew he could just read her mind, but the fear of the possibility of what could be there was holding him back. Aisha’s resolve was to
As Dario spoke, he did his best to maintain his composure even if he was hurt deep to the core by Aisha’s memories. Her hands began to visibly shake. ‘What’s going on?’ she said to herself inwardly. ‘Did someone out me?’ “Dario- “ Dario’s eyes shut close when he heard her call him by his name, but he tried to suppress his anger. “Refer to me as Your Majesty, moving forward,” he said through gritted teeth, taking his time to say each word. Aisha couldn't stop her body from trembling as her heart pounded very hard in her chest. She knew for a fact that she was in deep shit right now. “Now, answer me. And do not dare lie to me!” His voice was low and dangerous, and it terrified Aisha more. She would have preferred it if he shouted at her. His calmness made her wish she could get swallowed by the ground that moment. “Did you visit the camp in the Ashton Kingdom last month under the guise of visiting your family?” He asked another question without waiting for her to answe