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In the highest level of the Enu realm, The supreme lord walked around the throne room, looking out through the huge glass behind his door. His long white hair lay long behind his back to his feet, almost touching the floor. He adorned a black robe, and he folded both his hands behind his back. His eyes were darker than usual, yet they did nothing to hide his handsomeness. He was eerily handsome, his features a rarity. "My lord." A guard called from behind him. Slowly, he turned around to face who had called him. The guard knelt on one foot, his head bowed. "My lord, I have come to report."The Supreme Lord turned around and walked to his throne seat, then he waved his arm and sat down regally on it."Go ahead.""Everything is going according to plan, my Lord." The guard started. "We have all of our men stationed in the Ogwu realm, blending well with the people.""Hmm." The supreme lord replied, nodding his head. "What of the Zruch realm?""My lord, not all our men are fully stationed
Gwen was angry. And sad.As she walked back to her house, she wiped away the tears that had managed to fall down her eyes. Well, at least she was now clear on who Tyron favored the most. She wouldn't need to embarrass herself by confessing to him.But why did it hurt her so?She couldn't bare to return to talk with him. Exactly what would she say? The main reason she had arranged for a meeting with him, was so that she could confess her feelings. Sandra had made it clear that she would never allow that to happen, not on her watch.To think she had taken extra care of her appearance. In the end, it was all for naught.She returned to her house, and her mother rushed to her once she saw the look on her daughter's face."What's wrong?" She asked, concerned.Gwen walked straight into her mother's embrace and sobbed.Her mother held her for a while, simply running her hand through her hair to comfort her. Later, they both walked to the couch and sat down."Tell me," her mother started softl
A few months had passed since Tyron left the Northern part of the kingdom of Dras. Gwen had been working with her mother in her bakery, assisting her with selling the confectionaries. She couldn’t deny the fact that she had been extremely disappointed and sad for days that Tyron had left, and with Sandra nonetheless. Even though Tyron had assured her that nothing was going on between them, she still wasn’t happy because in the end, Sandra was right. She had won. Tyron may not like her then, but with how the both of them were joint together for their secret mission, what’s to say that he wouldn’t like her later in the future? And with the way Sandra spoke about the two of them, maybe their relationship was much more than Tyron let on. And she knew from experience that it wasn’t easy to let go of a former relationship that easily. If their relationship had ended up on a bad note, Tyron wouldn’t have been as tolerant as he was of her then. Gwen believed that the only reason he doesn’t
Three days later, Gwen was packed and ready to go for her journey. She was still hesitant about leaving her mother alone, but her mother was adamant about her going away for a while. She didn’t understand her mother’s fears, but in order to keep her mind at peace, she had no choice but to do her bidding. She stood in front of her door, a small suitcase by her side, as her mother looked her up and down, running her hands down her daughter’s arms. “I will miss you.” She whispered, looking at her daughter. “I can still say back.” Gwen said. “It’s not too late.” Her mother shook her head, smiling sadly. “It is better you leave.” “Mom, have you ever considered that you just might be thinking too much into this? Your ex-husband may not do anything to us in the end.” “You do not know your father like I do. He has ambition, and from what I saw when last he came, his ambition has grown passed what he can handle. He can do anything to solve a problem that pushes him to the wall. If you are
The next day came and Gwen decided to spend it touring the city. But before he did that, she wanted to see the doctor first to find out if anything was wrong with her. She walked out of the inn, greeting the inn keeper who had assigned her room to her the previous day, then walked straight into the busy streets. The capital city was much more rowdy than she had imagined. There were different characters lining the streets, and no such thing as bias was seen between them. Gwen had always heard that the city was a place where people of different background meet. It was a haven for underground criminals, and people who dreamed to be more popular. Rumors have it that her former boss had started there. She was on her way to see a mind doctor, so she looked out for his sign. Though this was her first time alone in the city, it wasn’t difficult to navigate through it. Her mother had told her about this doctor, saying that he was one of the best in the realm. She knew him from her time as an e
“I’ll go get you some water before we start.” The doctor said, moving away from her. He walked out of the room, leaving her alone to her thoughts. Hypnosis was something she had only ever heard rumors about. People called it mind control, because it had to do with controlling one’s mind to reveal their secret. This was something she had never expected would happen to her, so she took in deep breaths to try and calm her nerves. The doctor walked back into the room, holding a glass of water. He walked over to her and handed her the glass, and she took it, smiling gratefully. “Thank you.” Gwen said, taking a sip out of it. The doctor walked to his desk and leaned on it. “Are you ready? Do you want to begin?” She dropped the glass cup on the ground, then sat up straight. “I am ready.” “Okay then.” He slapped his hands together. “I’ll need you to lie down on the couch.” Gwen frowned. “L-Lie down?” She asked, stammering. “Yes. I’ll need you to be in a perfect state of rest. Lying dow
“Ogwu realm?” Gwendolyn asked, her heart stopping. The doctor nodded his head, releasing a sad breath. “Yes. They have the powers to heal any form of affliction.” “Is there something seriously wrong with me, Doctor? How bad is it that I have to go to another realm for help?” “I do not want to scare you Gwen,” he said, folding his hands together. “But something about this vision of yours seems strange. I do not know exactly how to stop it, so you might be plagued with the dreams forever.” She remained silent, studying the fingers that lay on her lap. She didn’t want to dream about these visions every night, she wouldn’t be able to take it. “Remember that you mentioned an old man, who knew about the previous dream you had about your father, only to conform he was right when your father appeared days later?” Gwen glanced at him and nodded her head, curious about where he was going with this. “Have you ever considered that he may not be from this realm? Think about it. The people of
Gwen looked at the old man with a frown etched on her face. “What do you mean?” “I do not see it clearly, but there is someone from Enu realm that is going to cause you serious problems. Whether you solve them is up to you or not. I am just giving you a heads up so you can avoid the problems all together.” She remained silent, not knowing what to say about that. She really didn’t want to believe the man, but all the times she had met him, he had been right–even if it was just one time. If she had to avoid people from the Enu realm that would mean that she couldn’t associate with Tyron if she ever saw him again. Now that she thought of it, she wondered if what he was looking for was somehow connected to her. If it was, he would never have left her. She looked at the old man to see him staring intently at her, his gaze still serious. “I have a question.” She asked. “You can go on.” “I know that should I ask for your name, you wouldn’t give it to me. But at least, you can tell me wh