"A Wyvern appeared for the first time ages ago. Around 800 AD. It came with a storm and piercing cry and human beings seeing the large creature as a threat, began finding ways to bring it to its death." Everyone who was seated at the empty dining table was listening. It was almost four o'clock and the inhabitants of the palace were awake. The people at the table consisted mostly of men, female shamans and other women of influence. As usual, Athena sat at the head of the table. They all listened as one of the oldest historians spoke. "The first place it appeared was in Northern Europe. The Celtic region. Those were the first people who saw it. A lot of people saw it as the end of the world while the mighty King of Cornwall saw it as something to defeat. They waged war on the Wyvern and the men lost as the Wyvern consumed them all with flames or scattered their battle ground with its large, powerful talons. People died a lot and for years, fighting this Wyvern seemed to be f
It smelt on the air. The wind of celebration. The spirit of festivity. Though it couldn't be compared to the Festival Of The Lunatic, everyone was anticipating this. Not just because they were excited but because they were curious. They wanted to witness the crowning of the first woman as King in Antarti and people had traveled from far and wide to witness this special occasion. Athena had been awoken by her maids as early as six. And that was because they wanted to make all the necessary adjustments to her dress. She had been used as a mannequin all morning while the rest of the people slept. Once they were done with her fitting, she jumped back into her bed and went back to sleep. Alexander was up as early as five. When he woke up, he opened the curtains and began to dress up. He needed to move around as he had been immobile for a long time. Daniel and Ciara had left yesterday and in all honesty, Alexander couldn't remember the details of yesterday night as
Alexander met Damien and Ciara kissing when he entered his room. They pulled away from each other as soon as he entered. "Why are you both in my room kissing by this time of the morning? Aren't you supposed to be at the palace getting ready for the ceremony?" Ciara stood to her feet and walked to the window. Daniel was the one to reply. "Well, we wanted to check up on you. See if you can move around and you're finally okay." Alex spread his arms . "As you can see, I am perfectly okay. I can even walk and talk, thanks for asking." Daniel chuckled. "Where are you coming from though?" "Oh, I took a walk to the cliff. Ciara, I couldn't find traces of blood back at the cliff." Ciara turned from the window. "Does it show that the sacrifice worked?" Alex nodded. He took a seat and poured himself a glass of water, gulping the whole thing down. "I saw that the palace was quite filled with activities." Ciara nodded. "No one is acting like a Wyvern visite
"Don't you think Athena was quite harsh with her judgment this morning?" Daniel asked as he watched his wife change from dress to dress. "No, I don't think so," Ciara said and removed the third dress she had tried on. She had come with a full trunk and was still searching for the best. Daniel was already tired because she kept finding fault even after he told her that the dress was nice. Every dress she had put on was equally beautiful and he had no idea why she was making it a big deal. "I think she put the woman in her rightful place. A lot of women have chosen to take her for granted because she's a crown king. Bitter people." Daniel sighed. "You're right though. No offense but I feel she should have handled it better." Ciara flung the fourth dress on a Chippendale chair before bending over to pick another one. "How so?" "Well, she should have just warned the woman or something. It's that simple." Ciara gave him a stern look. "If you keep giving people the a
Alexander was waiting for the right time to strike. He had been sitting out here for a while, watching people talk about the upcoming ceremony but that wasn't his business. His aim here was to monitor a bunch of men who stood around like they were tourists. These were spies and he was sure of it. They probably came with Zeus. Just as he had that train of thought, Zeus stepped out of the inn and walked to one of the men after looking around. Alexander immediately concealed himself from being seen as he pretended to be reading a newspaper. He could hear their conversation loud and clear and it went thus: "How are things coming?" "We already sent a few of our men to act as guards. They snuck their way in and have successfully entered." "Good. Now, I want you to find one of our guards amongst them. Give this to them. Instructions have been written inside the package. Tell them to make sure it is followed or there will be consequences." "Yes, sir." The guard s
As soon as Alex took his last sip from his cup, he dumped it on the table and slapped the newspaper on the wooden table before leaving his seat. One of the spinsters who had been eating and watching him immediately waved as he walked past her but that's none of his business. He gave her a quick, distracted nod as he entered the inn. "He's so rude." The lady said with a look of disgust as she talked to her friend. Alex slowed down once he saw that Zeus had stopped in front of the counter and was talking to the receptionist. Acting like he was just looking around, he focused his attention on a painting of the moon on his other end and once he saw that Zeus already left the counter, he began his movement again. Climbing up the stairs, he noticed that the inn was quiet. A lot of people had gone into their rooms and were preparing and one of the ladies around had nearly bumped into him as she rushed out of her room with a dress. "I'm sorry!" She exclaimed, eyes bright
"We've finally brought them all out. They've been locked up in the dungeon." To that, Athena sighed in relief. She was in her study. Infact, she had been there all day and had been pensive. Now that Damien had reported a successful extraction, she was relieved. At least, she could enjoy the evening of her coronation without having to worry. But still, she was going to make sure that security was tight. "How about the kitchen?" Athena asked. "We also found him, too." Damien replied and produced a bottle. "He had already taken the bottle out of the parcel when Ciara caught him." "I need to know what's in there. Is he still alive?" "Ciara killed him immediately." "Why?" Damien shrugged. "I have no idea. I could summon her if you want. I'm guessing she had her reasons for killing him." "But I asked that everyone be kept alive for torturing and questioning?" "Yes, you did. I'll call her." Just then, Ciara knocked on the door and poked her h
"Daniel! Quick before our tables get filled up!" Ciara called from outside the door of their room as she waited for her husband to be done. It was a surprise that she had finished getting prepared before her husband but that was because she had asked him to leave the room while a few of the maids worked on her. About an hour and thirty minutes later, she was done and she asked one of the maids to summon her husband in. As soon as he stepped in, his eyes nearly popped out of its sockets. The maids had outdone themselves and transformed his wife into a very beautiful woman. She had always been beautiful but today, she was looking extra. Speaking had been hard for him as he had stumbled over his words, causing the maids to giggle and when Ciara did her twirl for him. "Alright, honey. I'm almost done. I just have to put these on," He said with a strained voice and in no time, he was joining her. He was wearing a pinstripe tuxedo and a white shirt beneath. There was
"It's the men's combat game, Athena!" Damien said as he watched his Alpha strap herself with knives. She placed a diamondback knife in her boots and wedged a dagger on her arm. A pair tantos sat on the insides of her jacket and when she turned to face Damien, she smiled. "How do I look, Damien?" She asked. Damien shook his head and turned away from her. He hated the fact that she was excited for the combat. There was nothing to be excited about! She was literally putting herself in the face of danger and beckoning on it to come to her. "I don't know what to say, Athena. I do not feel comfortable with you participating in the men's combat category," Athena walked to the window and opened it. It was nearing evening and in about an hour's time or so, she would be out there, facing her opponent while everyone watched. If she was being honest with herself, she was really scared. Scared of the unknown. What if she got beaten to a pulp. What if she got paired with someo
"What the hell is going on?" Kayla gasped as she heard the announcement the master of ceremony made. Kayla came to stand beside her. "Did the King just ask her to participate in the male category?" "Yes, he did," Kayla replied, sounding really shocked and worried. "Why would he do that?" "Because the King does what he does according to what his subject wants," A guy came and stood behind them as he spoke. Melodie gave him the stink eye. "She's not his subject. She's the King of Antarti!" The boy laughed like he was mocking her and Melodie glared at him like she wanted to kill him on the spot with her eyes. "You think. He's ruling the Lycan Confederate and can make any degree. Besides, she asked for it with her whole feminism shit," "And who the hell are you?" Kayla stepped forward in a defensive stance. "Oh," The boy touched his chest in a mock polite manner. "My name is Lawrence. I am the Prince of The Lycan Confederate," "And what are you doing here?"
Athena stood alongside other contestants. Most of them were women and she frowned. Was this category just for women? Just then, she saw Eucaria standing at the other side of the line. The lady waved at Athena and scurried to stand beside her. "I had no idea you were participating," "Well, I am. Why is it just women here?" Eucaria shrugged. "This is a women's game. It's less brutal than combat and the rest," "That's bullshit," Athena said. The women around her gasped but she ignored them. "Why would they allow that?!" "There's actually no time for you to ask questions," A lady, dressed in combat outfit but looking like she was the referee with a whistle around her neck, came forward. She stared at Athena who matched her look without fear. "Once I blow the whistle, you all run towards the ropes hanging off those rocks on the other side of the amphitheater. Use it to lift your bodies off the ground and jump once you're about two meters in the air. Note that lit
Kayla and Melodie were still waiting for Heyli to come back to them with good news when they saw her climbing one of the seats above. Kayla stepped forward and Melodie squinted her eyes as she watched Heyli take a seat beside Athena and Alex. She looked guilty and as Alex spoke to her, she only nodded. "Did she actually leave us here?" Melodie asked, suddenly feeling offended and betrayed by their friend. Kayla wasn't going to believe that was it. "I don't think so. Heyli won't do that to us. She's probably trying to negotiate things with Alex," "But she's seated there!" Melodie cried. Some people from the team looked at them and Kayla immediately apologized. "Let's just hope that's not the case," Melodie turned and looked at her. "Maybe that's the case." Kayla kept staring in Heyli's direction, hoping their friend would look at them and signal that she was going to return soon. But that wasn't going to happen because the master of the ceremony already stepp
As early as five in the morning, the girls were awoken by the ringing of large bells. "I woke up at six back at home," Melodie said as she groaned and sat up. "I hate this time arrangement." Melodie noticed that Kayla wasn't in bed. Heyli had woken up for a few minutes before laying back down and falling asleep immediately. "Kayla?" "I'm bathing!" She called from the bathroom. Melodie climbed out of the bed and went to the bathroom door of bathroom. "Why didn't you wake us all up?" "I did. You both sleep like a hibernating snail. We have to prepare quickly, by the way. We're going to be manning the surroundings of the amphitheater. Handing weapons and change of clothes and help to the injured. I just hope nothing goes wrong," "What might that be?" Kayla's voice lowered. "A beast might be released. That would fight with one of the contestants. Someone told me a few warriors were killed the last time," Melodie's heart sank. "What?" "Yes," "Is this what I
Heyli fell into his arms. She had no idea what was controlling her but she knew that his arms was where she wanted to be. Nowhere else but his arms. As she walked into his arms, he fully engulfed her in a hug and placed his chin on her glossy hair. "Did you use a new perfume?" Heyli drew away a bit. "Yes. How did you know?" Loki smiled and pulled her back in. "You love vanilla and that's your signature. But you're using something fruity," Heyli swallowed. "Well, Melodie suggested u used a different one and it was actually nice," "Because of Miguel?" Heyli shrugged. "I guess." "You guess? Or you did so because of him." "Do you want us to turn this into an argument?" "Not an argument. I'm mad." Heyli gave him an incredulous look. "Why?" "Because you are making yourself look good for another boy. It makes me want to go after him and rip his limbs apart so you don't find him attractive," Heyli gasped and burst into laughter but before she could sa
One thing Heyli loved about this place was the fact that she didn't have to go through gates. The doors directly lead out to the streets and once she was hit with a cold gust of wind, she closed her eyes and sighed in relief. "The Lycaon Statue," She muttered under her breath. That was where Miguel said they were going to meet. Pulling up her gown, she climbed down the stairs and turned to the northern side of the road. The streets were void of people but amber lights flooded the roads and she was able to see under them. She actually didn't need any light to see but she needed to see Miguel. Somehow, she didn't trust her sense of vision to lead her to the right person. As she hurried down the road, she made sure to look back. Someone might be following her. No one was and she hastened her footsteps. She just hoped Hathaway had forgotten about her. As she turned her head to see if anyone was following after her, she bumped into a hard body and nearly fell on her kn
The suit was lit by scented candle lights. Athena sat on the Chippendale chair that faced the windows and she stared up at the night skies. She had spent most of her day in this room. It was oddly comforting. The walls that were repainted by the sunset and the twilight. Then she lit the candles, ignoring the lights she could turn on through the switch. There was something about candle lit rooms that made her feel like she was floating. She stood to her feet and walked to her as dinner was almost near. She wanted to be early so she could mingle with the other ladies who had been smiling at her when she was taking a walk in the afternoon. This was to avoid being in close contact with Alexander. There was something he was hiding from her and if he didn't trust her enough to tell her, she wasn't sure she wanted to have anything to do with him. As for Damien and Loki, theirs was still loading. She didn't have time yet. She took out a pale green dress. It was one of her fa
"He asked me to see him by eleven tonight so he could tell me the complete story of Lycaon," Heyli said as she pulled off her dress. Kayla wiggled her brows. "That story must be really interesting for you to actually sneak out by eleven," Heyli chuckled her chemise at Kayla who caught it in her hand and dumped it on the bed beside her. The girls were back in their room as soon as the clock struck seven. Heyli hadn't seen Loki throughout the day and neither had she seen Athena or Alexander. Melodie was just stepping out of the bathroom. Her body was wrapped in a towel. "Kayla's right. I can't believe you're going out by eleven just to see a guy you don't know," Heyli became defensive. "His name is Miguel," Kayla and Heyli exchanged looks before bursting into laughter. Heyli glared at them both but she said nothing. She wrapped a towel around her and went into the bathroom. She took her time there, opting for the soft scented shampoos for her skin and floral shampo