Grim and Grains

Grim and Grains

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By:  Tricia Arañez  Completed
Language: English
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Phaelin Dominicus—a mortal maiden—was declared to be the betrothed of a god who reigns in the expanse of the abyss. Along with her fate came the rise of a foe no mortal, hostile to mankind and the demesne beneath. Will she be a beacon, or will their union mark the fall of the underworld?

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Chapter One

“Custard Apple…” I uttered as I saw a platter of Cherimoya. It granted my nose a sweet scent and taste of vanilla. “The fruit is intended for the ceremony, my lady,” he replied. “I reckon you offered them once to the goddess,” I stated whilst referring to his former consort, “She ate seven seeds.” “Indeed,” he responded, “She consumed seven seeds as an assurance of her return here in my realm.” “It made her bound here…” I softly uttered. “Not at all, little flower,” he countered, “If it made her bound here she would not be able to visit the land of the living.” I slowly nodded in his statement. “However, she failed to come back…” I barely whispered. “This day and age, I would be offering them to you,” he replied. “If I accept it, I solely hope there would be no other goddess you would offer them as well,” I stated and he let out quite a smirk. “Worry on no account, little flower,” he confiden

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40 Chapters

Chapter One

“Custard Apple…” I uttered as I saw a platter of Cherimoya. It granted my nose a sweet scent and taste of vanilla. “The fruit is intended for the ceremony, my lady,” he replied. “I reckon you offered them once to the goddess,” I stated whilst referring to his former consort, “She ate seven seeds.” “Indeed,” he responded, “She consumed seven seeds as an assurance of her return here in my realm.” “It made her bound here…” I softly uttered. “Not at all, little flower,” he countered, “If it made her bound here she would not be able to visit the land of the living.” I slowly nodded in his statement. “However, she failed to come back…” I barely whispered. “This day and age, I would be offering them to you,” he replied. “If I accept it, I solely hope there would be no other goddess you would offer them as well,” I stated and he let out quite a smirk. “Worry on no account, little flower,” he confiden
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Chapter Two

•PHAELIN• THE DAY BEFORE THE DESTINED ENCOUNTER I took small steps as I wandered in the ruins of an ancient temple. The place was familiar. The soothing breeze made me halt. “Phaelin…” A voice once again. I turned my back to see who it was. Then, I saw a stern and unyielding man walking towards me. Lothaire. He was holding his helmet and his onyx-colored cape danced with the wind. The rhythm and weight of his footsteps matches with the beat I feel on my chest. I met his calm gaze. “Why am I here?” I asked. He stopped and stood in front of me. He replied, “You do not have to know.” “Why are we here?” I asked once again, emphasizing the first word. Every graceful blink of his eyelashes makes me want to be drowned in his profound, eerily serene eyes. Always a relentlessly cold combination of azure and ash. He gave me a deep sigh and smiled, “You would not understand and the Weavers would not let me declare it.”
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Chapter Three

Mortal Realm City of Lucien Phaelin’s House •PHAELIN• Their song hummed inside my head. Guests circled around my being as I was about to make a wish. However, there was oddity in everything. My whole existence could sense a thing. I deeply tried to ignore it, but I could not. Slowly, their voices faded in my ears. I can only hear the beat inside my chest and the way I breathe. “I wish to know my true purpose—to successfully find the answers I am seeking. I wish to know who I truly am,” I uttered inside my head and gently opened my eyes. The indistinct sounds went clear. I looked at everybody. At that moment, I blew the candle. A strong wind passed by for a second and it made everyone halt. Its coldness brought shivers to our spine. Some of the glasses fell from the tables. The hanging decorations moved. The silence was quite deafening. “The weather was fair earlier,” Marquis wondered. I was still staring at th
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Chapter Four

Underworld realmLothaire’s DemesnePalace •PHAELIN• The scent of Earth and sweet-smelling fruits lingered on my nose. As I slowly regained consciousness in the arms of a being wearing a recognizable helmet, I could hear a symphony of distinct voices. I gently opened my eyes and tried to focus on what was occurring. As he took large steps, he took big breaths. He grasps me in his embrace like a bride being carried by her groom. I carefully observed where we were heading, keenly not making movements. The voices were still singing like an orchestra, bringing pleasure to my ears. He took steps on the stairs before finally stopping in front of a massive entrance. It was filled with ornate patterns of metals and gems. The doors opened by themselves. A group of people stood before us and greeted in unison, “Welcome to the Palace!” they exclaimed. All of them bowed in harmony. I tried to be steady as confusion filled my thoughts. I failed to remember a single thing about a palace nor pl
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Chapter Five

Underworld RealmLothaire's DemesneThrone Room•LOTHAIRE•         In the realm of the living, it was already dawn. Phaelin remained dormant in her chamber. I sat on my throne, smiling, recalling the events of the previous night. The supper we had seemed like a reunion for both of us. Her presence made me feel at ease. The dinner was a lengthy discussion and explanation. However, I would take some time and wait patiently. I understand she is still perplexed by the events. Mortals are delicate beings, and I cannot predict her since she is one. Everything should be taken slowly and carefully. I cannot afford to lose a thing too precious.           I recalled our exchange of words as I escorted her back to her chamber to rest.         “Thank you…” she mouthed as I opened the door for her. The dinn
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Chapter Six

Underworld Realm Lothaire's Palace Library •LOTHAIRE• Waiting feels like an eternity. I could not hold my fire. She did not open her door, nor did she want anything from the servants. Hence, I left a scroll containing the message that if she ever wishes to hear enlightenment on what she saw, I will be anticipating her in the palace’s library. The possibility for her not to appear pricks every vein I have in my body. However, what I need is optimism. I stared at the shelf full of books. I knew the hard bounds will enthrall her so I brought her here. I patiently sat and gazed at the surroundings. After a few minutes of ever and a day, I heard slow footsteps from the hallway and it brought a tremor to my core. She might be furious or she might be utter her desire to leave. I am afraid of where our discourse will lead both of us, above all. Within a second, the door opened, revealing a breathtaking beauty. Phaelin walked towards my direction—every step rhythmic
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Chapter Seven

Underworld RealmLothaire’s DemesnePalace Grounds •PHAELIN•             “Where are we heading?” I asked Lothaire. Eikesier led our path—walking in front of us. The underworld lynx held the resemblance of a lion. Its fur, however, appeared dark as the night. Eikesier, Lothaire implied, was the feline visiting in the upper world. He appears little to lessen the suspicion of the mortals.           “We are going to the stables,” Lothaire spoke as we arrived at the stalls, “I am going to get a chariot.” The animals' majesty rendered my being speechless. I never knew there were horses here in the underworld—soul horses. Lothaire stated that when horses die in the land of the living, their spirits go down here in their realm. They will have wi
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Chapter Eight

Underworld RealmLothaire's DemesneBaharan Meadows •PHAELIN•            Cold wind touched the side of my cheek and the tip of my nose froze as we reached the steel gates of Baharan. I shivered as we stepped out of the chariot. The walls were immense, dark, and made of humus.           "Wear this, my lady," Lothaire uttered, handing his cape. He settled the pegasus at the side.           "How about you?" I asked in return, concerned due to his gesture.           "I will be fine,” he answered, “I am used to it.” The silence was deafening. He waved his hand and the gates opened in his command. Darkness surrounds us but the path was still visible. We walked inside an
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Chapter Nine

Land of the LivingCity of LucienDelphine Park•LOTHAIRE• I wore the helm of invisibility as I strolled around to find my betrothed. Azael and the servants greeted my being with a horrified expression stating Phaelin was nowhere to be found when I left. The gods of the underworld did not even notice her disappearance. Thanatos, guarding the gates with Eikesier, gave a word that the entrance on the Cape Matapan which redirects to the Village of Vathia was opened when they looked. It must have been where she exited. As much as my entirety wanted to set everything ablaze to what was occurring, I set it aside to find her first. It is not a pleasant time for her to be here—above our dominion—in the eyes of the enemies.“Scatter,” I uttered as the warriors of the underworld shifted as shadows and traveled. There is a certain place where she might go—their home—the last place she set foot in before she was taken.I went straight to it, cautious not to be noticed, while m
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Chapter Ten

Underworld Realm Lothaire's Demesne Palace •LOTHAIRE• Fear. It embodied my entirety as we entered the gates of the palace. It felt as if I was falling apart. The servants were in hysterical endeavors upon seeing my bride. I gripped her tightly in my arms—her body becoming stiff and cold with every minute that passes. If she was a goddess, pulling the arrow from her chest would save her. Unfortunately, she is not. The rhythm of my footsteps, as I walk briskly, matches the way she breathes. Helplessly panting. Gasping for air. As we entered my chamber, I immediately laid her down. I held her hand saying, “Hold on.” Denali—also the god of healing and protection of the young—ordered the servants to get herbs and remedies. I believe that Solum already heard about what happened as Naeitha swiftly entered my room. She rushed beside my betrothed. It did not take a while before the Weavers of Destiny came. “We need to pull the arrow
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