Sir Laire was looking out from the balcony of his place with a grimace hovering over his stoic features, uncaring of what was happening.He knew what they were thinking but his heart didn’t waver once, exhausted from emotions, none of it mattered to him anyways.“Hmph. So they are now keeping me under surveillance.” He scoffed.Folding his eyes to witness the break of the dawn with no emotions on his dead face.“What are you going to do now? It’s a matter of time before they find out.” A voice asked him from behind, standing in the shadows to conceal its identity.“If that is how it is supposed to be then so be it.” He sighed.Pinching the bridge of his nose when the glorious rays of sunlight emerged, dispersing in the sky.“So you’re going to risk your life?” It asked, frowning at his stubbornness, refusing to leave.“Why don’t you come back? You have stayed here, served this land enough.” It insisted, deep down knowing it’s futile to convince him.“Look at my age, I won’t regret it
At night, Logan and Cassandra were clenching and unclenching their hands out of distress, praying they wouldn't mess things up. “Let’s do this, Logan. We have to prove our worth.” Cassandra’s encouraging voice came. Curling her hands in a fist, resolves glistening in their eyes to not falter and show their abilities. “You are right, we must maintain our position. Our pride.” He nodded back. They were thrilled to no extent, delighted to have such an important mission on their first time, willing to devote themselves to it. “Yeah, I want to be considered on the same level.” She agreed, excited for the edge of the job and bringing good news. “You are. It’s your fault for considering yourself inferior.” Tabit’s dead tone came from behind, staggering them. “What?!” They whisper-yelled, not expecting it. The idea of equal position made their hearts race in anticipation. Tinting their cheeks in pride. “You are a title holder now. Years of experience means nothing. You are on the sa
When he asked, Tabit and everyone came out. Logan was one of the few people who learned under Sir Laire’s shade. His heart clenched but he cannot defy his duty. He was no longer his teacher but a traitor. A threat he must eradicate, he cannot involve personal emotions in this. “Sir Laire.” Logan whispered his name sadly when they all walked out from their hiding spot. Disappointment flashed in their eyes to find him inane at the moment. Lost before burning hatred which led him here. “Ah, the new Title Holders and Tabit.” He smirked, noticing their presence before turning to Lark. He stood up, sighing deeply, resting his hand in his pocket before walking away. Unnecessary fights were not a part of his duty, he protects, not fights so he walked to the corner. “Why, Sir?” Logan asked sorrowfully, holding his heart with a woeful face. “Why? It was utterly obvious.” He hummed, walking further, putting his hand in the air casually, telling him. “I didn’t have a family of my own,
Pure Menace"My Liege." Zadicus was sitting on his throne, his eyes were closed to consume into darkness."Hmm?" Humming, he motioned Avin to continue. "Sir Laire is dead. He took his own life." Avin told him hesitantly, fearing his reaction but instead he opened his eyes slowly.A gleam of ire reached the edge of his eye but faded it entered to which he sighed.It was predictable yet the death of his Uncle made his heart clenched. It truly hurt him.‘Another funeral I was unable to attend.’ He thought sorrowfully."I told you but no..." Mumbling, he shook his head in disappointment, pressing his back further against his throne.Inhaling deeply, all his glimpse of emotions faded in the air replaced by an unbreakable austerity, grimace lingering on his face with a strict order."It's our final signal. We can no longer sit back. Call all the commanders." Swallowing hard, Avin bowed before him and nodded before walking away to call everyone, "Yes, My Liege."On the other hand, Perseph
"Whatever." Muttering, Tristan rolled his eyes off but couldn’t help but to narrow his eyes on her, watching her leave. “Let’s just hope you survive the forest.” He mumbled under his breath. Praying she would. Couldn’t bid her with a deathwish anyways but he deeply wanted her to survive. Persephone ran away, watching everyone out, trying not to get caught by anyone and surprisingly no one was present either. They were going to see Zadicus in the throne room at grave orders, giving her further access to leave. “This should work.” She smirked, looking around to find something else in the kitchen but no utensil could help her in surviving a gloomy forest. But thankfully she managed to grab a knife to protect her out in the wilderness. She managed to escape the castle quietly but her true trouble was to survive in this forest. She had no magic, no weapon. All alone in this menacing place. She had to survive, manage to live here on her own with no special powers. An ordinary hu
After Persephone left, Tristan was thrilled to espy at her outcome. He wanted to know what she was without her power. Can she actually survive and this thought alone made him excited, he wanted to see her outcome. But impotent to apprehend his actions, Jade hit his arm, not enlivened by his act. "What did you do? How will you answer My Liege?" She scolded, worried about the outcome. "Do you trust me, Jade?" He asked softly, cupping her cheek with his one hand. His eyes were sternly assuring. She was stressed but the power of his words and eyes sealed her voice. "I do but I am vexed about the consequences of your actions." She whispered, pressing her palm on his chest. Lowering her gaze, she didn’t know what to say and if Persephone couldn’t survive it, this would bring destruction beyond recovery. "Then trust me. It's alright." He whispered, kissing her forehead. Placing his hand back on her shoulder, they walked again but her mind was still lingering on her what happened. "
AzielKriss was with his Father, discussing the condition and mourning held in Aziel to show the ‘sorrow’ of Sir Laire’s death.They were sharing about what to do to secure their land but the crisis refused to cease."What should we do now? We are in a terrible state, Kriss." His Majesty sighed, holding his forehead in utter dismal."We are already ravaged, Father." Kriss didn’t argue, aware of their delicate situation. They both know the state, it is not hidden how they are afflicted from inside, by their own people."But by that time all relics will be gone. Everything would be balanced and we must maintain our position by then." His Majesty hummed.He prayed that the cloud of vulnerability vanishes as soon as possible in their sky."I understand your concern but what can we do?" Kriss asked sadly, looking away. He was furious at himself for being unable to help, to do anything which could improve the condition of his country."Oh Lord. We are falling day by day." Dolor dripped fr
After grasping the depths of her words. His heart skipped a beat in dread with widened eyes in credulity.“What?! What are you talking about?” Whispering, his mind was blank for the moment.He never perceived for Zadicus to deluge into these extent of wicked forces, blinding his ability to think. “I am saying in all my senses, Kriss. I don’t know what he hoped to gain but we must halt it.” She whispered, swallowing hard.She knew the ache in her heart would remain forever but she cannot allow this to become a reason for further devastation. “We have to destroy the remaining relics or else a devastation beyond our imagination would occur.” She hissed, gritting her teeth in distress.Moving back, her heart was consumed by darkness, praying to annihilate his path before it ravages lives.“I don’t understand… why would Zadicus do this?” Kriss asked, refusing to believe it’s his kind-hearted best friend.The man who taught him kindness is now ruthless himself. “You can either think abou
~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