The soldiers were on stride, going towards their destination to meet the enemy for the war.They continued to walk for days, weeks passed by with no sign of the enemy but they were prepared with their army to face them. “We will set the camp here for tonight.” Kriss ordered, getting down from his white horse as they were setting things up to stay in the forest.“Yes, His Highness.” With a bow, everyone began to sit down and rest for the night before continuing their exhausting journey.“What is the size of the enemy's troupe?” Kriss asked.“From my estimation, minimum five thousand and maximum ten.” Persephone exhaled deeply.She was worried to the core as they had six thousand in total and the odds and comparison was not fair under all circumstances.“But our people are more skilled, We need better planning if we want to confront their numbers.” Kriss breathed out.Everyone nodded in agreement as they were looking at the map of Fier, the unit commanders were present to discuss what
“Don’t forget the true reason why I am sending you there, Tristan.” “Don’t worry, Brother. I am with you.” Tristan remembered what Zadicus told him, sitting on top of a cliff, staring at Chester’s army. Speaking to himself, “That’s right… Go and work for us.” To Chester’s Army. “Where is Tristan?” The army head, Gray asked his second man. “You know him, Chief, that man doesn’t listen to anyone.” He sighed, shaking his head in disappointment. “He has to. Our whole army is dependent on him.” Gray said strictly. He didn’t want to fathom what could happen if he didn’t aid them. This whole journey would be meaningless. “I know, Sir but we must trust him.” He reasoned as this is their only option. “Send them a message. Let him know we are reaching Javer. He must join us soon.” He sighed, frowning deeply because of each step. Fearing is reaching his heart. “We won’t be able to survive this attack if he wouldn’t be here.” Gray mumbled, swallowing hard to think if he met him, Thin
Tristan heard the sound of the sirens from afar, a devilish smirk forming over his lips.Licking his lips in thrill, he curled his hand to control himself, witnessing the initiation of their war. Humming to spectate the glorious sight, “So it finally started, hmm?” “Where the hell is Tristan?” Gray asked, panicking at this moment.“He is not here yet.” The man responded, holding his sword with a trembling hand.“I guess we have no choice but to fight.” Gray muttered.Running towards the enemy as well to encourage his people to move forward.He was the General after all, if he wavered once, his team will as well.“What if their prince is the White Death?” The man asked.“That is absurd. There is no power among the royalty. There has to be someone else.” Gray replied.“Go, Men!” Shouted, they also began to run forward.“Persephone. Azen.” Kriss ordered.“Yes, His Highness.” With a nod they both parted.Persephone went to the left and Azen right.Kriss moved his sword in the air and mo
“This has to be a sick joke.” Persephone breathed out, turning her head to this creature.“With one blow…?” Even Kriss was taken aback by the intensity of strength.“Zen. Randall. You guys go too. I underestimate these creatures. I will handle the land.” Kriss said, voice fading.He cannot believe they had this upper hand with them to disturb the title holders, taking away an immense portion of their army.“Yeah! Take that!” Gray yelled, attacking his enemies.“I am commanding all five title holders to prioritize these cyclops and eliminate them first.” Kriss ordered, jaw clenching in fury.Fuming with rage, he began to attack the enemies, killing anyone who dared to come near, maintaining the land as others. All the archers helped Kriss along with fighters, leaving the cyclops to title holders and focusing on the army approaching them.“My Lady?” Colt called but Alaiya forced herself to get up.“I cannot rest right now. I have gained enough power.” She breathed out. “No-” “Shut up
“Please, you need rest, His Highness.” A medic said, holding Kriss who inhaled deeply after regaining his posture. Standing upforth in his shining armor, ready to face the upcoming ordeals with a firm image. “I told you, I will not stop.” Kriss replied, holding his sword again, walking forward again to join his people. He was the in-charge, he must stay, he must fight till the end. “You have literally eliminated more than half of the enemy on your own. Please, let us do the rest.” The medic called worriedly, going after him but he refused to listen. They were worried he might affect his organ by this but he cannot bear to stand back and witness. “Don’t tell me what to do.” He ordered coldly, going to join the fight. The title holders noticed Kriss coming. They were displeased at his action knowing he needed rest but refused. “Tsk, he is coming.” Persephone muttered, killing her opponent, glancing over him. “Better finish this up before he becomes.” Zen suggested. Knowing h
“Do it, then.” Tristan said with no expression on his face, knowing nothing could graze his skin. Before Kriss could launch an attack to kill Tristan and give him the judgment he thinks befitting for walking on a depraved path, a piercing large blade-like attack came. “I praise your audacity.” A deep husky voice came, halting Kriss’ actions in motion by the intensity of the power. Cracking the ground in two pieces to maintain a fair distance, to show the border line. The man in the mighty black robe, long boots and messy hair came. “To touch my brother.” Ending his sentence, everyone was taken aback by his presence. But asserting dominance comparable with Kriss came as two extreme powers collided when he came. Breaking the ground, Zadicus stood in front of Tristan dominantly. Staring dead into Kriss eyes with a strict warning, “I dare you to touch my Brother, Kriss.” “I should have known you were the one who spoiled him.” Kriss asked with an empty smile. Narrowing his eyes,
9 Years Ago “Get the hell closet, you little shit!” Azen's furious voice came out, yelling at the young couple running away in the forest. Zadicus and Persephone were running, holding hands as Azen was infuriated at their audacity to kiss in front of Red Rain’s office. “Why does the old man always target me?” Persephone hissed as they were out of his sight. Stopping and turning to each other. “He might have a special hatred towards you.” Zadicus shrugged, wrapping his hand on her shoulder, pulling her close and kissing her cheeks. “Shit, he is coming. Run, Zadicus.” She panted, noticing Azen was coming to teach them a lesson. “You sure love pissing Sir Azen off, don’t you?” He laughed, picking her up and knowing his speed, he ran, holding her. “He is a member of Red Rain, he will beat us to a pulp one day.” He told her but she giggled, wrapping her hands around his neck. Loving how perfect his hands felt on his body. “So what?” She smirked, relaxed in his arms. “Looks like
Present “I. Want. Persephone. Sage.” He declared the price of their serenity in a dire whisper. “Are you out of your fucking mind!? Do your words have any cognition!?” Persephone yelled when her mind grasped his context. “I would never go with you!” She yelled, hating the idea of choosing him, to be with him. “Lower your voice, Persephone. It will not alter my words.” Zadicus ordered assertively. “Perish with your vacuous desires, Zadicus.” She snarled, curling her hands in a fist. Disheartened at the whole scenario. “The choice is yours, Kriss.” Zadicus said, curling his lips from one side. All things aside, deep down, Zadicus wanted to steal her from him. To take her away and he did before things slipped out and initiated a bond between them. “Zadicus, you can’t be serious. You caused extreme havoc for this mindless purpose?” Persephone almost yelled, eyes widened in appall. Her mind stopped functioning, the thought to live with his induced dread. “Call it mindless but
~Leaving this corrupted tale behind like a chapter in the past…~ Knocking, he took a deep breath, the sensations he once used to feel for her no longer existed, replaced with a delight to find his most cherished people binding in a sacred bond. “Persephone.” Kriss called, opening the door slowly to find Persephone an exquisite princess gown with a veil over her head. She had tears of felicity in her eyes which she wiped quickly and grinned at him, “Kriss?” Kriss returned a kind smile, taking a step towards her, standing before as his eyes contemplated her form, she looked like a princess who was about to end her fairytale. “You look angelic.” Kriss whispered sincerely, stopping at her eyes, felicitous for both Persephone and Zadicus. “Thank you.” She mumbled sheepishly, not used to fancy dresses and gowns but for her special day, she wore the most beautiful floor length lace gown, embroidered heavily. “Zadicus is dying to see you. He is so lucky to have the one he loves. No
While they went to take care of the guest, everyone else was lost in their own world and matters. Waiting for the final moment delightfully. Amid them, Tabit noticed Vera coming with her two years old adopted daughter. Vera wanted to give her life a meaning and adopted a girl from the orphanage. “Hey. How’s Ava doing?” Tabit asked, waving sweetly at Ava. Tabit had changed entirely, the deadness in her tone had faded, the seriousness in her eyes no longer existed, she had become a jovial person. “Good.” Vera smiled, patting her daughter’s head, considering her new meaning of life, offering her everything to this kid now. “Ava, Say hi.” Vera whispered, “Hello.” She greeted sweetly, bowing out of respect. “Hey, sweetie.” Tabit greeted, patting her head and noticing her happiness, Vera asked about her wellbeing, “What about you, Tabit?” “I am doing great. Actually better than I could ever be.” Tabit grinned, straightening her back to turn to Vera and talk to her. “Glad to hear
6 Months Later. Things were finally coming to their nonchalance, everyone was learning the ways of this new world gradually, everyone was accepting their lives- reviving the dead economy of Fier. And after a devilishly long time, the time to make a promise Zadicus made to Persephone had come, the day where their souls would connect eternally had finally come. Their wedding. In a three piece white suit, having an expensive brooch on the label. Hairs combed perfectly behind followed by a clean and trimmed beard unlike before. Clearing his throat, Zadicus looked at himself, checking himself to see whether he looks fine or not and smiled, remembering his Father in this auspicious event. “Finally, this day has come, Father.” Zadicus breathed out, looking out from the window of the grand house he once called his home, smiling beautifully. Following his Father’s steps, he had devoted his life to knowledge and education, he would lead a new generation through his powers and knowledg
After Tristan left, they all exhaled in sadness, turning to each other. “Tristan left too now. First Juniper and Ahlum and now him.” Vera whispered, not liking there were reducing in numbers but at least no one was dead.“I am going home.” Kriss said sadly, not wanting to talk about it anymore, ever since Juniper left, Kriss was totally depressed, he didn’t want to talk with her anymore.“I will check-” Persephone was about to speak but Zadicus stopped her.“Don’t check up on him. He needed to be alone. You guys go. I need to take Persephone somewhere too.” Zadicus said, taking Persephone’s hand.“Where?” She asked but he began to drag her away with him as quickly as he could, leaving everyone bewildered at his rush to take Persephone somewhere they didn’t know about.“Just come. We are already late.” Zadicus said, panting heavily while they were running down the forest, hands tightly locked together so no power of this world could part it. “Zadicus?” Persephone asked, worried at hi
Time passed in a blink of an eye, it had been a month, most of the damage was recovering gradually. Obviously the loss of lives couldn’t be recovered but people were trying to save whatever is left.Everyone was back to their position, to their duties. Many people died so everyone joined in to help. Continuing the family’s work, Zadicus left all violence behind and chose knowledge.He became the education minister, continuing what belonged to his family. Tademono's lineage had always been scholars and he would continue it with Daphne as his assistant. Sir Lark lost his life so Ruth pinched in to handle the country’s security. Of course they would have to work hard to gain acceptance but they did.“I am placing all my faith in you guys. Do not disappoint me. I have already lost too many people and you guys are the saviors.” His Majesty sighed but he truly had no choice but to have their help due to the crisis.“Rest assured, My Lord, we will devote ourselves. You can trust my people
Smiling, Kriss didn't wait for a second and pulled her into a passionate kiss, moving his fingers to her hairs, locking them perfectly to gain access to her lips so he could kiss them with all his endearment.Juniper was taken aback for a second but melted into his pure affection, closing her eyes, pulling his shirt as she kissed him back, moving her lips in unbreakable sync with his.They both smiled, kissing each other passionately. Juniper was slightly sloppy while Kriss’ talented lips gave her a whole new sensation of euphoria. Chuckling huskily, Kriss pulled away, holding Juniper possessively, “Be mine.” He pleaded, losing his breaths, having one desire left in his heart. But it wiped her felicity, replacing it with the apprehension of what she ended up doing in spur of emotions. “I can’t.” She whispered, horrified, realizing she ended up being manipulated by feelings.“Why not? You love me, I love you, I am willing to do everything.” Kriss asked, laughing nervously to wonder
Since Juniper was injured badly, she took a prolonged period to recover from that injury. She was sleeping peacefully until she felt long nails running down softly.Opening her eyes slowly by the foreign feeling, she saw Ahlum was no longer there with her but Delora was.She gasped instantly out of fear, unable to move while she was stroking her hairs.“How are you, Juniper?” Delora’s seductive tone came, caressing her sister slowly. “Fine.” She gulped, alarmed in her presence but her body was not ready to move and judging Ahlum’s disappearance, Delora must have taken her back to Yizar.“You guys did great. I knew he could do this. Zadicus had this potential in him.” Delora whispered sincerely, pulling her hand away, tracing her finger down to Juniper’s scar on her back, ruining her beautiful sister’s skin- according to her.“Are you here… to kill me?” Juniper asked hesitantly, swallowing hard in dread to wonder what she wanted from her.“You had enough adventure. I cannot risk your
“Finally the old man is retiring.” Vera chuckled, shaking her head to see Azen finally giving up on his position as the leader of Red Rain.“Yeah…” Tabit and Vera smiled at the adorable scene before them, looking at the elderly couple made them have faith in love. Their love had been the same for years. Rose is Azen’s lifeline. “Boss, we found someone from the assassin’s camp.” Since Tabit had become the leader of Red Rain, her responsibilities were enhanced. Sighing, she grinned, waving at all of them and left to see. Being from the camp too, she knew what could save a lost soul.Before Tabit, a thirteen year old kid was there who had no hopes of living just like her. She won’t ruin another life. I won’t do what Azen did. They are kids after all. Tabit thought compassionately. Taking a deep breath, she bent on her knees, holding her hand out to the kind who was unknown to kindness.“Hey, I am Tabit. Nice to meet you.” Tabit said happily, giving a sudden spark to the child befor
Sunlight penetrated through the curtains, falling on the face of a handsome man, covered in bandages, sleeping on the king-sized bed, waking him up from the deep but peaceful slumber of his.Opening his eyes slowly, his eyes fell upon a beautiful lady who opened the curtains to allow his skin to absorb some sunshine. Turning her head, she returned a sweet smile, whispering with a most loving tone of hers, “Hey…” Blinking, he regained his senses, clearing his vision from the light and noticing his beloved sitting next to him on the bed.“Persephone?” He called, blinking a few times before gaining his ability to see properly.“How are you feeling, Zadicus?” Humming, Persephone ran her fingers down his soft raven locks while holding his hand with her other hand, caressing him like a cherished possession.“Isn’t it... Your room?” He asked vaguely, sitting up, groaning in pain from the fight, looking around to find himself in the room he never thought would come again, finding himself o