Katyana sat at her table in the tavern 'Holes' chugging down her mug of Gharane. Rhae spoke softly, "You could have killed him." Katyana put her mug down softly, giving Rhae a look. Rhae spoke again, "Why didn't you?"
Katyana sighed, "He was merely being used as a demonstration to his guild members. You don't have to kill everyone to get what you want. To be honest, I kind of hate that part of myself. The part that enjoyed what I just did." Katyana was shocked with herself slightly. She usually kept that detail to herself, part of an assassination guild, no matter how little business they got. She was supposed to love killing people, like many others in her guild did. Rhae looked past Katyana, lost in her thoughts. Katyana supposed that Rhae would be the type who enjoys murder, enjoys the hunt, like the majority of the people from the Henla guild. It took a lot of distancing yourself from reality to be the best killer. But Katyana didn't want to be t
Icran felt a headache coming on; he felt dizzy and sick. He knew one thing though, his connection with Rhae was fading. He knew Katyana had taken her out; he let it happen so that Rhae could calm down a little. But something was wrong, and it made him pissed. Before he could stop himself, he was pulling on his cloak and abandoning the sleeping, naked woman in his bed. He followed the tugging of his bond with Rhae, charging down the streets and pushing away anyone in his path. One tiny thing could send him into a rage, so he was careful not to speak to anyone in his path. Icran finally came upon Rhae, Katyana and- he paused.The princess, what the hell is she doing here? The girls were sitting on a bench with two men leaning over the group, grinning. One of the men was twirling Rhae's new dark, wavy hair. Icran began charging towards the men, ready to destroy them. Before he grabbed their attention, the man twirling Rhae's hair pulled it to make her look
Lya was staring at her map of the kingdom, placing a little black statue in one of the regions of the 3rd ring. Only two left to search, and she was running out of men. Groups had been targeted somehow, never returning from their search. A shout rang out from the wall's gate, "It's the princess!" Lya jumped over the bench from her checkpoint near the gate and sprinted to the now opening iron gates. Aynyra stood at the opening, attempting to stand tall, but Lya could see the embarrassment in her eyes. Lya stomped over to Aynyra and grabbed her by her ear, dragging her inside the wall. At Aynyra's protest, Lya released her ear only to grab her wrist in a tight, unforgiving grip.Aynyra felt sorry for her friend, knowing that she had been worrying for hours, so Aynyra followed without struggle, even allowing herself to be pushed to sit on the ottoman at the end of her bed. Lya disappeared into the closet, returning to throw a gown onto the bed. She ducked into the bathroom
Kaia sat in the dining hall next to Lynn, eating some of the best food she has had in a while. Lynn gave her a sideways glance which didn't go unnoticed. "What is it, Lynn?""You're training has been great so far, but its just not perfect yet," Lynn sighed."I know that, but we have time right?" Kaia said, putting a hot chip in her mouth."Not really, Rhae is leaving today to take the hit on the Queen and we have to go with her to make sure everything goes smoothly. Don't worry, we will be there with you, but maybe we should get in another session today." Lynn faked a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes."Wait, I get to see Rhae today?" Kaia's eyes gleamed with excitement.Lynn chuckled, "You get to see her, yes, but you don't get to speak to her, or go near her for that matter."Kaia grumbled, "Why not? I haven't been able to speak to her for days."Lynn sighed again, "Icran says we can't let you two near each other, n
Icran couldn't go back to Rhae's room again. He loved the feeling of dominance it gave him when he pinned her to the wall. He'd be too tempted to pin her down again and dominate her. So instead, he sent someone else to fetch her and bring her to his office so he could brief her on the plan. Though that seemed to be a mistake as well since as soon as she had entered the room in her skin tight black bodysuit and cloak, he wanted to bend her over his desk and admire that pretty little ass. He would probably fuck her as well. "That's not the outfit I gave you earlier," he drawled. "It restricted my movement too much, I had to wear something more... comfortable," Rhae rolled her eyes at his penetrating stare. "Fine, I suppose it will do." Icran proceeded to go over the plan while Rhae sat in the chair opposite his desk and put her feet up, leaning back. Icran's anger only grew as he went over the plan and it became apparent that Rhae wasn't listening. "So after it's all d
Lya stepped into Princess Aynyra's room. She was hesitant to enter the room, to bring Aynyra's mood down further than it already was. Lya didn't even want to share the news until they caught who did it, but her father insisted that she be told immediately, allowing her time to grieve before the funeral that was set for tomorrow. In Lya's opinion, the King didn't even care about his wife's death. She couldn't tell Aynyra that though, all she had to do was tell her that her mother had passed merely hours ago. She had to be there to support her friend through her grief, instead of scouring the city for the ones who did it. Lya had her suspicions of who it was, that rogue guild that was stirring up trouble was at the top of her list. Particularly since they had been hanging around Aynyra. It was too late to back out now, Aynyra had looked up from her book and smiled. "Hey Lya," she lay her book down and stood up, practically skipping towards her friend. When she was a coup
Rhaenyx grinned, looking down at Aynyra's terrified expression, "Hello, princess." Aynyra couldn't believe it. Rhaenyx had just chased her through the gardens and up to the gates. Rhaenyx was plain evil, yet there she was, grinning as wide as the Cheshire cat. "You... You're an ass Rhaenyx." Rhaenyx held out her hand to lift Aynyra off the wet ground, supporting her weight, "It's Rhae, and you looked terrified, princess." Aynyra chuckled to herself, her doubt in Rhae melting away as if they had been friends forever, "Fine, Rhae. I almost wet myself because of you." Rhaenyx chuckled, but Aynyra could see the smile didn't extend all the way to her eyes. She didn't get the wrinkles in the corner of her eyes. Rhaenyx saw in Aynyra's face that she noticed, so before Aynyra could ask a question, she quickly interrupted. "Come on, you gotta be freezing, go inside and have a warm bath." Rhaenyx wanted to escape the situation, not let on to Aynyra that s
Lya stood raised above the other guards in the room. Preparing to give her speech, she drew in a long breath. "Princess Aynyra has gone missing. We believe that whoever took out the Queen has also taken Aynyra. We need to find her before the same thing happens to her." Lya refused to add that she was probably already dead. She wanted to hold onto any hope that she could. "You now have permission to raid every single house, guildhall and business to look for any sign that the princess was there. Do what you have to. Find her." Lya used her final words to dismiss the guards and begin the manhunt on the princess.Her next step was to let the grieving king know that not only his wife was dead, but his daughter missing. She had already directed increased security around the King and the Prince as well as constant patrols in the castle and castle gardens. Lya made her way through the castle to the King's chamber, where the King had remained hidden since the passing of his wife. She
Rhae couldn't bear to see Aynyra after what Icran told her. She knew where Aynyra was already so she could hold off for a couple of days and let the princess enjoy her peace before Icran got suspicious. So in the meantime, she would get very, very drunk. Rhae sauntered down to the guild bar and began ordering pints ofGharane. She cheered, drank, sang and danced with the guild members, feeling the poison flood her system and melt her body until she could no longer feel it. Her vision danced and blurred, the lights mixing together to create a beautiful array across her eyes. It was the best feeling of her life, until she heard the music die and the crowd seemed to spin less. She focused her eyes until she could make out a shape angrily marching towards her."Turn the music back on, bitches!" Rhae screamed laughing and jumping when the music livened again and the crowd began to dance and jump in the figure's path. She lifted up her mug and chugged the rest o
Rhae stormed through the camp, straight for Aynyra's tent. Ambrose left her feeling hot and her skin sticky. His presence always made her feel strange like there were butterflies flapping their delicate wings along the lining of her stomach. She thought that she could vomit at the feeling and maybe it would go away.But Aynyra came first, so she shook her head and took a deep breath before stepping into the darkness of the tent.Aynyra was sat up on the bedroll, staring blankly at the entrance to the tent. Her long ears and canines had turned back to human features, and her face was sickly, clouded by dark circles that hung low under her eyes.Even in Rhae's presence in the tent, Aynyra didn't blink. She merely stared, lips slightly agape and grey in colour."Aynyra?" Rhae whispered, kneeling down in front of Aynyra. She gently reached out and grasped Aynyra's cold, dead fingers. Rhae grimaced at the cold that seeped from her usually warm skin.Rhae bent to the side and picked up the
Rhae had surveyed the camp a few times on the back of Diavel. He seemed agitated but wouldn't talk to her about what he had seen behind Aynyra's tent. Since then, neither of them had spotted anything unusual. Even Ambrose's Fae senses hadn't picked anything up.Rhae decided that it was enough and flew back down into the camp to sit outside of Aynyra's tent, keeping watch until she woke up."Did Diavel say anything else about what he saw?" Ambrose asked, climbing off his Draekon to sit beside her. Rhae ran her fingers through her dirty and matted hair, trying to pull it away from her face. "No, he has refused to talk to me since," Rhae whispered staring at Diavel, whose head was snapping around at the smallest sounds, searching the treeline for movement. "He needs to rest, but I don't think he will now that there might be a threat.""You need rest too, and a bath," Ambrose chuckled, covering his nose. "So do you!" Rhae laughed, lightly shoving Ambrose. Ambrose stood and held out his
"What the hell do you mean, they AREN'T DEAD!" A man with long fiery red hair and a scruffy beard yelled. He tapped his long fingernails on the wooden table in front of him. It appeared to be a repetitive action as there was a small dent in the table where he had slowly worn out the wood."They escaped. The monsters were too large, it made them slow. They couldn't kill two of those bloody so-called warriors." This man's voice was smooth and deep, rolling off his tongue. He oozed confidence and strength, hidden under a black cloak that covered his features. He was calm compared to the other's rage."So why weren't they in the Kingdom? Why weren't they burned with it?" The man with the scruffy beard yelled, his voice raspy and scratched."A number of the citizens managed to escape. The princess has grown powerful, she is able to use a large amount of her power so quickly.""It won't last forever, raw magic isn't as all-powerful as she thinks. Her powe
Ambrose, cradled Rhae's unconscious body, next to Diavel who grunted in pain every time he tried to move his torn wing. The two monsters still stood at the edge of the kingdom, blasting fire at the wall that blocked them from tearing down the city. It would fall in seconds. He couldn't stop them along, and neither could Rhae. One blast knocked Rhae off her feet. Who knows if that same blast would work on the monster who breathed fire itself? There was no choice, they had to evacuate with the citizens of the Kingdom.Aynyra? He called out in his mind, hoping she would hear him.Ambrose! I can't feel Rhae's mind anymore. What happened?We need to evacuate and now, have you all left?We have all made it out the gate. We are heading deep into the forest. Most of the Fae have abandoned us now, Aynyra whispered.I'm bringing Rhae to you now, I'm sorry we couldn't help further.Sometimes you need to know when you've been beaten, Ambrose. We will return with a plan.Ambrose remained silent, f
Rhae and Ambrose soared over the Kingdom. There were a few struggles below running for over who hadn't made their way to the square. Hopefully, they don't get in the way.Then Rhae looked up and towering over the wall were three great beasts. That was the only way she could describe them. They were amalgamations of many different creatures and bigger than anything she had ever seen. They were taller than the castle at full height. Full-blown monsters. Even Ambrose stilled.Diavel's voice popped into her head. You're magic is strong, but not enough for this. Ambrose can't help much. Rhae, we won't win."We have to try," Rhae growled, pushing forwards. "See if you can get close enough to get a blast in."Diavel grumbled but complied. Even he was a bug to the monsters before them. Before they could even get in range, the arm of the monster came down on them, swatting them away. Diavel barely managed to dodge.Ambrose's Draekon sent a blast of lightning from a distance before swerving out
"We need to make a statement," Valor slammed his fist on the long wooden table that the remains of the council sat around. There were a few old men from the old council, along with Aynyra's court. Rhae sat on Aynyra's right, Valor on her left. Beside Valor was Aerys, whose actions gave them the god's favour in the battle. So, he was offered a place in court. Besides Rhae was a sneering old man who was twisting away from the Fae ears that peeked through Rhae's hair. The rest of the council appeared equally aggressive. "We have all been recovering from the battle, surely they will understand," Aerys rubbed his dark eyes. "The people recognise the power vacuum. We need Aynyra to solidify our position," Valor retorted. An old man piped up, the man who sat next to Rhae, "Maybe the Princess is too young to lead us." Rhae interjected sharply, "You will address her as your majesty." "She is not Queen until the coronation ceremony, even then, she needs a King by her side." The other counc
Rhae's eyes burst open and she pushed herself up quickly, examining her surroundings. She glanced around, Aynyra lay unconscious beside her and Ambrose knelt on her other side, reaching out to support her. Icran; she had to find him, she had to end him.Quickly, she stood, ignoring the throbbing pain in her head and the dryness in her mouth. There was no more time to waste, nothing else to do, but end it here and now. Behind the pillar, that's where he hid before. Ambrose followed close behind her, his arms being held in her direction, ready to catch her if she fell. Her body was filled with only one burning desire, to kill Icran. Fate could be damned, bloody destiny could be damned. Only one thing mattered and that was ending Icran. She found him, cowering behind the pillar, a fool and a coward in his last moments. She grabbed him by his hair and threw him out onto the concrete, towering above him. Rhae felt the white fire burning through her and pushed it onto the surface of her
Rhae was surrounded by darkness, her mind empty. It was like standing in a void. Every time she moved, her body shifted, fading in and out of existence.Was this death? Was this her final punishment from the gods? It couldn't be. Surely, she wasn't doomed to float in a never-ending void forever.No, Icran wasn't dead yet. She couldn't end it here, not when she had so much to do, not when she had so much to return to.Her relationship with Aynyra had been rocky so far. They went from enemies to friends to enemies again. They had no time to talk to each other, spend time together, to develop anything.Yet, Aynyra had been by her side through it all. Without earning it, she had received unwavering loyalty. How did she repay Aynyra? By stabbing her.Rhae didn't deserve anything. Didn't deserve the love that constantly poured from Aynyra. She had betrayed Aynyra multiple times along the way, even abandoning her in an ancient city. She had been focused on revenge for Kaia, focused on keep
Rhaenyx was burning. She was fire itself; hot, bright and hungry. The fire ate her from the inside, consuming her body with rage. Finally, she was in front of the man who brought her so much pain and now she could end him, once and for all.The flames covered her body, bright and blue, all-consuming. Icran trembled in front of her, his wide eyes taking in the fury in front of him. He barely even noticed Aynyra standing behind Rhae, sweat dripping down her forehead."Rhaenyx, dear. Violence isn't the answer. Do you think the people will follow you when you storm into your own Kingdom and burn it to the ground? Do you think they want you as a leader when you bring in our enemy to slaughter us like lambs to the wolves? You're a fool. You had no real plan. This Kingdom will fall if I don't take place as its leader. You are the real traitor," Icran growled, his voice dripping with malice.Behind his anger, was fear and Rhae could taste it. "Shut up," she hissed."Have I hit a nerve? You kn