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Four nights had passed by, they had run into The Dark Lords’ riders once more and another odd beast, apart from that, the journey was mostly uneventful. Today they could no longer take the horses any further, the time had come to abandon them. Much to Declan’s frustration knowing that they may never see his horse again. “If we take them any further, they won’t have food to survive,” Aren said as Declan ran his fingers through Pedro’s mane, a cold frown on his face, the horse neighed rubbing itself against Declan. Layana watched them feeling her heartbreak, Pedro had been Declan’s steed for so long.“I’m sure we can find him again, I’ll use my abilities to locate him,” she said softly, placing a hand on Declan’s back, stroking the horse’s mane as well. “Hm,” he said trying to remain emotionless, but she knew it was hard for him. he looked at the horse hoping he’ll find him someday; he was the only family he had apart from Layana… ‘I’ll see you soon…’ he thought in his head “Go on big
Her vision blurred as she felt herself being pulled away, before her vision cleared and she was in open land, she could see the palace in the distance, it was different from how it was now, but it still held the same design, her heart skipped a beat as she realised she had come along time into the past, she had seen the palace like that in pictures… she now looked around the clearing was empty apart from 7 dragons of a much smaller size than the huge one she was facing back in the present, surrounding a tall well-built man. The man wore a crown upon his head, his brown hair fell halfway down his back. A grey cloak around his shoulders and a silver claspt upon it. He looked down at the very same dragon that Layana was up against, but it was a lot smaller, barely standing taller than the man himself. “I Alendor of Ehlesaar bind you Drakayaan to the kingdom of Ehlesaar till your death, with the power in my blood you will bow to me in return I offer you the freedom to live, ‘ahlaza ko ma
Declan’s hold on her shoulder was firm, not missing the way her chest rose and fell. Layana’s gaze was trained on the woman who now stepped into the open, wearing a flowing grey robe just like the others however something about the way she came of was regal. Her shoulder-length hair was almost white, and her eyes a shade of red. Her skin was paler than Layana’s but anyone could see the resemblance between the two womenHer face was emotionless as she looked at the dragon and then the three men before her eyes settled on Layana, her mask cracking as her pale face become even paler a hand went to her heart as she stared at the young princess before her, it felt as if time had stood still as the two women forgot about everyone else present.Layana looked at her mother, she never knew what she would feel when she came face to face with her… should she be angry with her? feel sad? Wish she could run over and hug her? she didn’t know, all she felt was as if she was looking at a goddess, too
Layla’s eyes widened in shock as she looked at her daughter, who was now blushing lightly Aladrella raised an eyebrow“Fatigue, nausea, achy body I presume then?” she said“Yes. I also haven't had my menstruation,” Layana said “How late,” Aladrella asked raising her bushy white brows.“a few weeks,” Layana said, Layla smiled before frowning this also meant Layana would need to be extra careful. “I will do a test to confirm…” Aladrella said, “I will need some blood…”She bustled around the room, taking a small, sterilised knife and made a small incision in Layana’s finger, and took a bit of blood in a vial. Making quick work she bandaged her finger over and took the blood away pouring it into a bowl, adding something or other into it. Whilst they waited Layla looked at her daughter,“I am happy for you; however, the timing is…” she said trailing off, Layana nodded“I know, so I don’t want Declan to know, not yet,” she said her eyes filled with worry,“Is that wise? He can take more ca
Layana watched him - her heart pounding as she waited for his reaction, he pressed gently on her stomach, his other hand cupping the back of her head as he pulled her closer kissing her passionately, his hand never leaving her flat stomach, she felt her eyes well up in relief and happiness as he put all his emotions into that kiss, breaking away when she needed air, but he didn’t stop as he kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her nose before he pressed his forehead to hers. She let out a shaky laugh“So, you’re happy,” she said looking into his dark grey eyes that were filled with so many emotions“Extremely…” he said a small smile on his face now scooping her into his arms as he carried her bridal style, and wrapped his arms around her, “how about you?” he asked, a flicker of concern going through him.“Scared, nervous… but happy,” she said nestling her head into the crook of his neck, Declan’s smile faded as he stroked her hair, realising the danger around them, the fact she was trav
Malcolm of Winterstone, the boy was barely 15 years old, he was slim, gangly and what tugged at Layana’s heartstrings was the blindfold over his eyes and the chains and cuffs that forced him to face the other direction.“What is this!” she exclaimed, “My lady, he is dangerous,” Jonathan said“This is Jarabayn! His powers do not work here!” Layana snapped as she walked over to the young boy pulling off his blindfold, he kept his eyes closed despite the curiosity to see who had helped him,“There is always the concern that something can go wrong your highness…” Jonathan said glancing at Declan. Who simply gave him a cold look, with Layana now pregnant he didn’t want anything to stress her out more than normal. “Malcolm… will you open your eyes?” Layana asked, Declan stepped forward crossing his arms, he’d let Layana handle this one. The boy frowned and shook his head“I don’t think it’s wise…” he said “Trust me,” Layana said softly, he opened his eyes slowly keeping his eyes on the gr
Night had fallen and Declan looked at their newly formed team before them. There was Eramere with the ability to control ice. Malcolm with his ability to render anyone immobile and paralyze with eye contact. Joriden who could control fire. Marilda could control people’s movements as long as they make eye contact with her once. Kaloran could control and command animals. Lazaran who had the ability to control earth at a very high capacity. Then there was the priests and priestesses only two of the six were to join them, Layla with the ability to blast things into destruction and Farazai had the ability to move things with his mind. Bringing them the grand total of eight bloodline users adding to their power. Declan and Layana included made ten. He had just set out an outline of what they were planning. Everyone nodded understanding the severity of the situation and the clear promise of a normal life was enough to make them want to try. Regardless of their promise to help, Layana was
“Lower!” Layana hummed to the dragon, she had closed her eyes and found the name of the dragon and the very same oath that the dragon's past master had called her by and was ready to do this.“Careful Angel,” Declan said calmly, Layana was happy he was there with her, it was easy for her to focus knowing he had a strong hold on her.“Don’t make eye contact with her, she can turn you into a statue of ice permanently,” Layana murmured as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Remembering King Alendor’s words she opened her now blazing eyes. looking out at the raging water metres below them.“Dragina!” she called scanning the water below, for a moment she thought nothing would happen when suddenly the shimmering grey-blue dragon burst from the waters, spraying them with the icy spray of the sea. Her glittering blue eyes blazed as she opened her mouth, Drakayaan growled dangerously, and their eyes met. Layana took the moment to lock her gaze with Dragina, keeping her powers ready just
FIVE YEARS LATER…. “Aryan!” a woman's voice came, a child's laughter echoed in the halls of the palace. The boy who was not even five yet giggled as he hurried out through the open doors, past the guards who looked startled to see the young prince rushing through the halls. “Your majesty,” they said bowing to the young woman who was running after the prince. “The crown prince…” “Yes…” Layana said shaking her head, none of the guards could approach him without him zapping them with lightning. Like his father, he had inherited the bloodline of House Storm. “Aryan,” Layana said again her own eyes flashing as she stepped into the front courtyard, her pale pink dress billowing softly in the wind. The little boy froze from where he had been trying to escape, sensing his mother’s eyes on him. “I did not hear you calling me mother,” he said his large grey eyes looking innocent, an innocence Layana knew was not real, his dark brown hair fell in his eyes. “I am sure you didn’t,” Layana sai
A month had passed since then, winter had arrived and life in Ehlesaar was returning to normal. Layana and Declan had chosen their council together consisting of 20 men and a few women. A mix of nobles, mages and even a bloodline user, Layla. The palace had been rebuilt and the dragons were a common spectacle flying around above the palace. Layana had visited Halian and Rina’s families personally apologising for their loss and promising to take care of their families and always be there for them. Halian’s wife had not held her accountable and told her, he had died doing his duty. It still hurt remembering all those they had lost, but with time it was becoming easier to handle. Layana had made changes in certain laws and they had been approved by the council. She knew with the power she and Declan held, they were the strongest around and no one would defy them. But she wanted to rule with a fair reign, although perhaps in the future she knew their neighbours may begin to feel unrest w
“We wish for Her royal majesty Layana of Ehlesaar to be our Queen but with a condition,” Gabriel said with a small smile on his face, it was a rare sight and Layana almost stared in shock, yet the weight of his words kept her serious and focused. “What is the condition?” she asked, Declan frowned he didn’t really agree with her letting the people decide on whether she should be queen or not. Yet he knew how the people loved her and knew she would be chosen. “The condition is for our supreme commander to rule by your side as King,” Elian said smiling at his student. Declan raised an eyebrow despite feeling shocked at that. He kept it hidden, did they really want him to be king? Layana smiled, “That would be a given,” she said looking up at Declan, feeling proud, from being a man who was hated and looked down on, he was being chosen as king, not even settling for prince consort. “Then, to our new king and queen!” Gabriel said, everyone, stood and bowed to the couple “Long live her m
Five days had passed and most bodies were accounted for, however, those who had fought for The Dark Lord had not been identified within the charred bodies of Orcs, Dagorath’s and other beasts of darkness. Therefore many families had been told their loved one was unaccounted for, although they sided The Dark Lord, it was partially by the influence of darkness more than their own will that only bought the evillest part of a human to their forefront. Funerals had taken place and three days of mourning had taken place for the kingdom to honour their fallen soldiers and knights. To remember those innocent victims of a war that had riddled the kingdom. Today was the day Layana would address the high-rank nobles and after this, if all the powerhouses of the kingdom approved of her rule, she would take up the role. The sun shone through the windows of Layana’s bedroom and her eyes fluttered open when the light hit her eyes. She smiled softly at the rays of coloured light that sent pretty pat
From far behind them, Kayden’s eyes widened in shock as he watched them fearing what may come upon them. Layana rushed to Declan, his eyes were closed a deep frown on his forehead. “Fight it!” she said cupping his face, her hands were shaking from fear, not even wanting to think about what could happen, the darkness grew, its putrid stench of evil and death filled the air, weighing down and cutting off the very air one needed to breathe. Layana staggered back as she heard the manic laugh of The Dark Lord. Layana stood up she needed to reach him! This couldn't be it; this was not the end- she refused to believe it! She fought against the blasts of power that were rolling off Declan as The Dark Lord tried to take over, she had seen something similar happen to Declan’s father in the vision. But he had allowed it, to sacrifice himself for his kingdom, but Declan would fight for the kingdom, for her and for their baby. She shielded her face as she pushed forward using a shield around he
The Dark Lord looked at them coldly “I have lived far longer than any of you, what do you think? That you can defeat me, you are simply exactly where I wanted.” He hissed. “Think what you want but you will die by my hand,” Layana said softly her eyes blazing as she readied to fight, Declan raised his hand “Layana… let me handle him until he’s within an inch of his life,” he said coldly, Layana frowned sensing the anger that was radiating off him, something had happened… “Declan…” “I can handle the scumbag,” Declan said his eyes crackling as he raised his hand drawing his sword that now sizzled with electricity. He rushed forward not even waiting for Layana as he struck out at The Dark Lord, “Come, let the anger take over, how did his death feel?” he hissed, Layana wondered who he meant as Declan rushed forth, running with ease despite the rubble of the destroyed palace littering the ground. “Don’t you dare even talk about him!” Declan shouted coldly, sending a bolt of lightning
“Let’s do this Dragina,” Layana said softly stroking the scales of her dragon’s neck. She saw Myra raise her arms - the darkness spreading like smoke from her, bolts of pure darkness were shot at Layana who blasted them all aside as the sky illuminated with her dazzling power. Layla looked up at the sky seeing Layana facing off against The Dark Lord himself, where were the others who were needed for this plan? The plan was to isolate and trap him. She just hoped everything went smoothly as she used her own power killing orc after orc. Suddenly the darkness seemed to grow, the ground erupted beneath them and she tumbled back, their army looked ahead seeing the riders of The Dark Lord now coming to the forefront as the strong darkness that rolled off them only grew. Beasts of all shapes and sizes jumped out from the cracked earth attacking anything in their wake… Declan motioned for them to fall back, letting the mages and bloodline users now step to the forefront. Magic and power were
“When will my coronation take place,” Cordelia asked Myra who was standing on the highest balcony at the front of the palace seeming to be looking far off into the distance. Cordelia had felt her anger over the last two days, ever since Aurelia and the Fire Mage had escaped. It was a move they hadn't anticipated, but the fire mage turned out to be smarter than they had predicted. The Dark Lord now wished he had killed the man when he had the chance. “In time, they are coming.” Myra said quietly “How do you know that? you said I will be queen, I demand to sit on my throne,” Cordelia said. Myra turned her eyes flashing dangerously, Cordelia felt her blood run cold seeing the red glowing embers that now looked back at her from Myra’s beautiful face. “I know a lot, daughter of Ehlesaar… if you ever wish to see that throne, I would be very careful with how I speak,” she hissed the darkness emanating around her. Cordelia’s heart thumped, so this was the truth… The Dark Lord was within Myr
They had set out early the following day, moving faster, Kaloran had called to the animals around and they had been able to retrieve some horses. Although Layana knew Declan had hoped to find Pedro so far it seemed that it was a futile wish, they were long past the point they had left him. However not once did Declan mention it. He now rode upon Drakayaan, a dragon that refused to let anyone else take control of him apart from Layana and Declan. Something that had made Aren pout like a child, Layla and Marilda rode behind her on Dragina. “Slow down…” Declan called motioning to Layana, they had been flying for a while, slightly ahead of the rest scouting out the area.“I sense it too,” Layla said, the smell of smoke, burning flesh and the putrid smell of something rotten. It took Layana a second longer to catch the smell that made her stomach churn. She looked at Declan who motioned her for to say up in the air, whilst he went lower his eyes scanning the ground spread below them. He f