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2024-10-29 19:42:56A man stood and screamed out her name, turning to all the others in the hall. He began to chug from his glass as others repeated her name and began to chug. The woman stepped forwards, raising a glass and stretching out another towards Kaia. “A welcome ceremony,” she said quietly, grinning wide.
Kaia took the glass and sipped the thick, sweet liquid.
“It’s not anymore toxic than it was originally. Don’t drink too much.” She drank from her glass once more.
“I’m a bartender I think I can hold my liquor,” Kaia spoke sarcastically, dropping her arm.
“You serve the drinks, not chug every one you pour.” The woman turned and walked towards an empty seat at the tables.
Kaia followed, inspecting the glass, finally deciding to drink it. She chugged the glass as she walked, feeling the alcohol wash over her bones. She became relaxed and forgot the worries of standing in her enemy guild’s house. She sat quietly, staring at the food that lay before her. He
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“Now what have you been doing today? Sneaking around the King’s meetings perhaps? Or was another ‘royal’ visit to the slums?” Lya snuck through the door, carefully shutting it behind her and striding over to the bed, taking her place on the edge of the frame. “Don’t think I don’t know about you visiting the East Wing today. My guards found your jewellery on the floor. You took it off to stop the sound while you ran, I presume?” “I was in here reading the entire day! I promise you,” Aynyra sat up, pouting at her friend. “Hurry up and tell me your excuse so I can report the event. The King is raging over the fact there’s an eavesdropper, especially one that might be his daughter. The news has not left the castle yet but they need a story so the wrong rumours don’t spread,” Lya sighed and fell flat on the bed, stretching and staring up at the velvet cloth that draped over Aynyra’s crimson bedding. “I definitely did not eavesdrop, although I did notice my favouri
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The gloomy and old air wafted into her lungs, filling her with despair. Aynyra pulled a torch off the wall and lit it with a few matches that lay beside the holder. Silently she crept down the stone pathways until she came to a chest hidden in a dark corner. Aynyra placed the torch on its holster and opened the chest. She took off her dress and placed it in the chest, along with another dress she has sitting there. Quickly, she changed into her street clothes and opened another compartment in the chest. Inside lay a leather belt, which she strapped around her hips. Beneath it was two curved daggers that were then tucked safely into the belt. Aynyra closed the lid of the chest and pulled the torch off the wall, continuing to glide down the halls swiftly. After walking for an hour and several turns, she came across a ladder leading up to a sewage lid. Aynyra dropped the torch into the water that trickled beside her, letting it glide down the tunnel. A trick she picked up from stalking
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Rhaenyx walked beside Icran through the damp streets, rain setting into her large coat that sat on her shoulders. Rhae constantly shifted her wrists, attempting to pull them out from the rope that held them together behind her back. Icran casually had his arm hooked around hers, pulling her in close. Icran’s hoarse voice shook Rhae from her anger, “Act casual, we are coming up on the building you will wait on to ambush the Queen.” Rhaenyx recognised these streets. She had walked them on her way to the mercenary guild earlier to burn down their house. The smell of ash still lingered in the air, stuffing her nose with the particles floating through the air. Rhaenyx relaxed, examining everything around her. Icran’s grip loosened as well, allowing her the perfect opportunity to run. None of his guards was around, and there was no witness’. His sword was strapped to his side and difficult to reach before she slipped out of his grip. Rhaenyx fell into step beside Icran, ma
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Rhae’s next mission was to find Kaia. Rhae turned only to find Icran standing behind her, swinging the hilt of his blade into her head. Everything turned dark. Rhae awoke in the chair again. Her head pounded, and she tasted blood in her mouth. Grazes covered her arms and legs, alongside a few gashes. As her sight came into focus, she found Kaia sitting in a chair across from her, tied down and gagged. A cut ran across her forehead, down to her eye. She was unconscious. Icran stepped into the light, alongside Dynamere. “Rhaenyx Maltalor, are you ever going to learn?” Icran sighed. “Dyna wake her up.” With a single nod to Kaia, Dyna stalked over, slamming the hilt of her dagger into Kaia’s jaw. Kaia awoke and jumped, breathing heavily. “What- is going- on,” she panted. “Kaia!” Rhae growled, turning to Dynamere. “You touch her and I will wipe you from the face of this Earth.” Dyna chuckled and sat on Kaia’s lap, spreading herself over Kaia. She t
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Interrupting Rhae’s thoughts, the door clicked open, and Icran’s presence disappeared from her mind. A woman dressed in armour with bright red hair stepped through the door, grinning. Her green eyes lit up with pleasure as she bowed sarcastically. “My lady, doth thee wish to dress?” She chuckled dramatically and stood up, walking towards the closet. “Now what shall we wear for dinner today?” The woman’s spunk surprised Rhae, stopping her dead in her feet. An important thought hid from her, something she wanted to do but couldn’t remember. “We?” Rhae questioned. “Yes, ‘we’ will be attending the dinner tonight. What’s your favourite colour?” The woman stepped out of the closet, peering questionably. “Black.” The answer came easily to Rhae as though she had known this woman for a long time. “Hmm, not appropriate.” The woman scanned Rhae. “You still have bruising around your jaw so we will have to distract from that. You would look wonderful in navy blue
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Kaia sat on her bed, rubbing her neck softly. She remembered that a member of the guild only one day ago held a knife to her neck. Kaia only managed to escape because the woman, whom she now knows as Lynn after a man called her name, had tackled the man to the floor, taking his knife and threatening him. He was suspended for two days and forced to leave the guild house until his suspension was over. Even if she escaped without a scratch, she would never forget that feeling. Later that day, Kaia fell into a deep sleep, waking up to find herself tied to a chair with Rhae unconscious sitting across from her. Kaia couldn’t hear the others talking to Rhae as an overpowering ringing echoed through her mind. Her throat was dry and rasp, making her unable to speak. Kaia then fell into a pool of black nothingness once again, only to wake in her bed, thirsty for a drop of water and with a pounding headache. Kaia paced her room, trying to recall the day’s events or even multiple days i
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Icran turned to face Katyana. The string-pulling on Rhae’s mind loosened, and Icran left her mind. Katyana stormed out of the room, dragging a growling Rhae along with her. Katyana dragged Rhae all the way into her room, leaving her by the bed, then moving into the closet. She came back out with a black leather suit and a belt of weapons. She threw it down on the bed and moved to the door. “Put it on, I’ll be back in a few minutes. The matching boots are under the bed.” She stepped outside and slammed the door shut. Rhae clenched her fist and grabbed the suit. Thinking that she might as well, she changed into her suit. Inside the suit were many unfelt pockets containing small hidden blades. She pulled on the boots finding that when she tapped her heels together, another blade revealed itself. Picking up the belt of weapons, she pulled out two of her favourite blades. They had curved edges with one blade splitting off into two. One half was short and slightly curved, while th
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Katyana sat at her table in the tavern 'Holes' chugging down her mug ofGharane.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
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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
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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
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"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
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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
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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
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"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
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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
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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
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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
