Bola grumbled but tried to remain calm. He met the man’s eyes once and looked away.
Uche was the one that had sheltered him when he lost his family. But the man was behaving like a fool, now especially.
“Please, let’s iron this matter without tearing ourselves apart.” Pa Uta whispered, “Bola,” he called, and the mage raised his eyes to meet the older man.
“We are not saying that going to rescue Ginika is a bad idea, but the odds of getting him back without jeopardizing the status of the village are slim. You are a member of the council; you know too well how the emperor had written a decree that we are not to leave this field for any reason. Do you
Her words swerved in the cold air for some time. But not able to contain it any longer, Bola burst with hot laughter. It was good to see a child with a strong ambition, but the funny part was meeting a foolish one by chance.“What makes you think you will be a plus in such a dangerous mission?” Bola asked in between chuckles. The innocence in his eyes said that he was waiting for the girl to say something else that would make his lungs explode with laughter.“Because I am a seer, of course,” She replied softly, with eyes full of determination. That was it. Bola was already clothed with laughter as he bent over and laughed. He laughed so hard and did not stop until tear
The floor was rigid against his skin, and the air smelled was like straws that clogged together in wet soil. He certainly was not in the soft hands of his bed. ‘But what is this place?’ He thought as he licked his dried lips. It was impossible to tell time, but from the rays of light that tubes in through some tinny holes, he could tell that it was day time already.He tried to sit up, but something slammed his head, and pain shredded his forehead. Tears formed in his eyes as the agony traveled throughout his whole body, making him clench his teeth. Reflexively, he tried to touch
That was it. The merchant voice was out of the picture, and immediately, Ginika knew what had happened to him. They had eaten him, and now he had drawn their attention back to himself, they would probably drain his blood for the fun of it. He struggled with the chains hoping to break free. The neighing of horses made him stop to listen. Then, he heard the sound of swords as they left their scabbard. It seemed like people were fighting, and this gave Ginika hope. He prayed that whoever caused the fight would win. “Demons?” A deep voice said it sounded like a male voice, and the hate in it was incomp
The soft whispers of the winds over her ears were too alluring to go unnoticed. So she closed her eyes as she walked, feeling every moment. Some servants greeted her as they hurried down the hallway, but she didn’t hear. Oh, how she wished she would melt away with this feeling. She wished it could carry her to that wonderland, which the books talked about.A trumpet sounded somewhere in the distance, and Abigail furrowed her brow. She opened her eyes and paused her lips. The sound of that trumpet reminded her of everything she never wanted to be. It was her birth, her life, her prison, and her grave. She wished above all that life would be so different, and she wished she had the op
Abigail studied the people who glamour their faces with warm, but empty smiles. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Greezman Stonechild, her proposed husband to be. He was completely different from what she had expected. He has blonde hair, puffy pig face, fat square body in a jacket that can contain three men at once. ‘Not again.’ Abigail thought as she tried her best to hide the annoyance that could surface in her face any moment now. She could only suck her teeth as the black bile walked up to her throat. Her gaze went back to the people as the prince’s eyes came her way.
Abigail also did not close the door, hoping the girl would walk in.“What is wrong, Princess,” As predicted, Zita walked into the room and sat down on the bed beside her. “The usual I guess,”“Yes,” Abigail nodded, “The usual.” She said with a shrug. Zita smiled but remain quiet. A small silence passed between them, but it didn’t
Abigail continued down the hallway away from her chambers. She held the black hood over her head and tucked her blonde hair into it, hoping to keep away her features. The touches on the wall and those on the ceiling shower the marble stone with their radiance, but it would be impossible for anyone to recognize her with them, especially now that the party was at its peak. Soon her mother would come looking for her, but she would be disappointed to notice that her door was locked from the inside. And knowing who Queen Isabel—her mother—was, she would leave the door with threats to discipline her in the morning.Abigail smiled and hurried down, taking the stairs two at a time. She heard approaching voices and hid behind the pillar at the base right of the s
Abigail rejoiced silently, when the key lock left its place as she turned it. She laughed again and trotted further into the semi-dark stone. The stone was divided into five alleyways, and she took the first turn to her right. There, forming a circle on the floor, was the light of the moon as they poured into the hallway.Abigail closed her eyes and inhaled the evening air, which poured gently into her nostrils. Every part of her body ached with excitement as her eyes behold the light of the city. It looked like the light of the stars on the dark body of the galaxy.‘The pub,’ a voice in her head said enthusiastically.
The calmness was alluring, and the serenity so great that she felt she could remain here forever. Nothing seems to exist. It was just as if she was just being born. There was no trouble, no worries, and certainly no death. But where am I?“My sweet child,” Someone said, and the girl could feel the hands that patted her forehead.Abigail opened her eyes, just in time to see the beautiful face of Queen Isabel, as she pulled away from her. The rich lemon fragrance covered Abigail’s nostrils lurking around the fresh morning air that was rushing into the room from the window at the far end.“Mother?” Abigail called. Even her own voice was new to her.“Rest, my child, you need it.” Isabel smiled weakly and stroked Abigail’s forehead.“What happened?” Abigail asked as she sat up from the bed. She was totally found. No part of her body ached from the training, and she was more at ease and…“By the heavens,” Abigail screamed when her fair skin. She stroked her head and laughed from the rich bl
Gen jumped on top of the watchman and ripped his throat out, feeling the sweet savor of the metallic taste that came rushing into her palate. She was careful not to bite off his head as that was a disgusting way to feed.She wiped her mouth with the back of her hands and stood up. She was not satisfied, but she must try to be on mission. Maybe she will come back and finish him off when she was done.A ray of sun tubes in through the roof, and Gen laughed. It was still a wonder to her that she was walking in daylight. She had been in the dark for about 50 years, but now, walking under the light made her realize that there is more to life that the ugly face of darkness.The hands of the sun spreads through the whole earth, blessing everything that stood in the vast distance with its grace. From this place, she could see everywhere in Arkenta. Even the border of Landevia spread out and seemed to be touching the sky. She was supposed to monitor the Cavaliers from this Watchtower, but stand
Vera nodded to Gareth and walked out from among the shadows. She followed behind the cavalier, who was totally oblivious of her presence. The man was about to round the bend when she held his mouth from behind and traced the sharp end of her dagger around his neck. She held his mouth tightly as he convulses but released him when he finally became still.“That’s thirty-two,” Gareth whispered as he walked towards her.“You have been keeping counts?” Vera asked and wiped her dagger on the body of the fallen guard.“A total of sixty-six. You are a warlord mother,” “Which way?” “There,” Gareth pointed to another metal door. The torches flickered with the little wind that walked in the air, revealing the emptiness that lies on the other side of the door. It was day, and the sun was at its zenith. But its hands have failed to touch any side of the dungeon. Dar
“Emm…guys, I hate to break the reunion, but I think we are in trouble.” A girl that was twice as tall as any of them in the arena said. Behind her were two other girls whose eyes were wider than the lens of Victoria.“Olivia? We are friends now?” Dodo suddenly asked as she, Abigail, and Victoria turned to the other girls. The looks on their faces told Ginika to keep off. He wasn’t ready to meddle with women’s affairs.“Ginika!!!” Someone screamed. “Pa Bola?” Ginika’s brow elevated to his skull at the voice of the man who was running into the arena from one of the metal bars. Behind him was a strange-looking woman, in breeches and some yellow shawl hanging loosely on her shoulders.“You must get out of here, now,” The man said. The looks on his face were covered with so many expressions that Ginika could not place a hand on.“Bola,” Dodo called, turning away from the girl she had called Olivia. “You are alive.” “Yes, but there is no time, we must hurry, follow me.” Bola pointed to the
A sweet air bashed Abigail’s face when she finally walked out of the burning hallway. The metal bars shut behind her, leaving her and the other children at the mercies of the crowd and their frenzy. The walls of the arena were high, more than thirty feet away from the dust and sand.“Now what?” Dodo asked as she steady her hands on the pan. Her composure was laudable, and it made Abigail want to run into her arms. The girl was showing no sign of weakness or fright. It was as if she had anticipated all the event and knew what would happen.“How long can you last out here, Victoria.” The voice of Olivia came fluttering with the numerous screams of the crowd. The mockery in them was annoying. The girl was acting as though she had everything under control.The metal door at the other side of the arena opened, and some six boys came jogging out of it. They were also Vesslers who had come to transition. Unlike the girls that were given pans, the boys held the sword, spears, shield, and other
The voice of the metals continued to scream as the hammers of the blacksmith descended upon them. The screams only stopped to a hissing sound when the men imbued them into the water pan beside the metal table, and resumes their previous beating. Those clatter and noise from the anvil could cause the ear to bleed. It’s been hours since they came here, yet none of the three blacksmith had fashion any reasonable weapon. It was as if they were toiling in vain, or were they doing this as a hobby?Abigail wiped her brow for what seemed to be the tenth time that morning. If the sweat had anything to do with the heat of the furnace, then she would have taken solace in the metal door whose air was blocked by the girl’s that clustered on it.
“This is ridiculous.” Richard chuckled, “The funniest joke in the history of the empire.”“You are a coward Richard. And your strength Is in your tongue. The only thing you are good at is staring up strife among brethren.”“Is that what you think,” Richard flared and hurried up to Gabriel, but the other children where just in time to hold the two from ripping their throats apart.“Richard.” Ginika said, and all eyes turned to him. “I don’t care if you hate me
“You ruined our lives. I said it before, you are nothing but trouble,” Richard shouted.Ginika’s stomach tightened as he studied the other children who were staring at him like some kind of god. Betty had hidden them in the forest, the same forest which was becoming like home ever since he was kicked out from the brotherhood. It was easily to see through the expression that lurked in the face of the children. They looked haggard and frightened and five years starving.“You hear me?” Richard’s voice rung in his ears but he tried his best to ignore the boy. “You are nothing but evil. Nemesis will fall on yo
Bola wiped the tears from his own eyes, not able to hold them back any longer. Seeing the reunion between the mother and son made his chest ach. He just could not shut the doors of his emotions as his mind flashback into the past, in that night when his whole family was destroyed by the children of the night. His clan had been so weak to defend themselves. They had been so powerless.“Here,” Vera’s word brought his wandering thoughts back into his body. She had was holding a small book in her hands now, a book which she gave to Gareth.“It contains my memory.” Vera smiled and parted Gareth’s cheeks, leaving a smear of red trail on them.“Please don&