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Elena felt her heart banging hard against her chest through the walk up to the sacred room. She was with Calhoun. He held her hand gently but firmly in his and caressed it to calm her nerves. "It's okay. We would be done in no time." "I know," she said, breathing nervously. "This is just a very huge step for me." "You'll be alright." He replied, holding her hands firmly. "Where is this room?" Elena asked, trying to cover her nervousness with curiosity. "We have been going up for a long time." They had passed Calhoun's and his parents' floors and had even passed floors she hadn't been aware of. Calhoun looked at her drily. "We have barely been on the stairs for ten minutes. Are you sure it's not your nervousness that is talking?" "I'm just curious." She answered. "I have never heard of this room since I started working here." "That's because it's a sacred room. Even if you know of it, you are not to talk about it." He said. "And thinking of your workin
“Honey, what do you think about this?” Navina came over to his seat, gently caressing his shoulders. The king of Pres looked over at his wife and smiled. “I think you look lovely.” He said. Navina chuckled lightly. Her voice was like chiming glass. “No honey. I’m talking about the plan I just told you. You have defeated your enemies, yet you still argue with some people who are against your rule. I can take care of that for you.” “Whatever you say, honey.” The king replied. Navina smiled. The king loved her now. She knew it with every fibre of her being. Even if she had to take control of his mind, he loved her now. She praised herself for a job well-done as she slowly left the room she shared with her husband. She had made the right choice. The so-called woman he married was the one clouding his brain. She is the best for him. She knew it the first time she saw him. He was not like the other men in her town. She was never bent on getting marrie
Elena and her husband, Calhoun, entered the room created for them. It was still Calhoun's space, but it had been made to accommodate them. They had moved her things while she was getting married into Calhoun's room. She didn't have much to bring anyway, but she knew that would change once everything was over and had returned to normal. Calhoun's room was arranged the same way it had been the last time she was in it. Apart from her possessions which didn't occupy any considerable portion of the room, it was still manly and darkish in color. If she meant to occupy the space, many things would have to change. She didn't know what she was expecting when she walked inside. Though she had been hiding a lot in the Kingdom of Pres and never had an opportunity to attend a wedding, she read many books about marriages. They all explained that the room meant for the bride and the groom was arranged during the wedding night for easy copulation. She blushed just thinking about it. She gue
Three months later. The blood Kingdom... The soldiers lined up in the field, bustling with energy. The time for war had come. They had been training vigorously for months, waiting for this period. The Allikans had started a full-blown attack on the other kingdoms, but they knew that their biggest guns hadn't been brought out yet. Commotions have been happening in the pathway close to the blood kingdom. Some of the warriors have been delegated to fight them off, and most times, they had returned successfully. Word had reached that the Kingdom of Pres and the Kingdom of Tush had fallen under the Allikans attack. The Kingdom of Neba still stood firm against their enemies, warding them off. Every Kingdom was currently drenched in the scent of war. Men, women, and children retired early. There were no more fun games and wooing of women that usually happened daily in the streets of the blood kingdom. The weather became even colder than expected, and the sky darker. Rarely
The Kingdom of Pres. The king's castle… "Our king has been missing for three months now." Côtan Lokï, the duke and the closest advisor to the king stated. He talked to the group of politicians who had joined him in a secret place to discuss how to save their Kingdom. The past few months have been hell for the people of Pres. They felt they had defeated the Allikans once they had come out of their stupor, but more Allikans returned, and in less time, they were defeated. "Are you sure it wasn't on purpose?" One of the ministers asked. "He did sound weird the last we spoke to him." "No. Our king wouldn't just leave us like that." Côtan Lokï stated though a small voice inside him feared it was true. After he had been brought out of the vile of the evil queen, he was hit with the most intense feeling of regret he had ever felt in his entire life. He remembered the sad things he did or caused to humiliate their queen. He remembered the little Elena, who he had ador
Weeks had passed, and the battle across the kingdoms had become heated and much worse. Famine and drought had shown their ragged faces across the three outer kingdoms, and even the great kingdom of Neba wasn't exempted from it. Though their situation was much better than that of the other kingdoms. The blood kingdom didn't suffer the fate of the other kingdoms, but they were covered with a shroud of melancholy. There was no grief but no joy either. They all prayed heavily to their Ancestors that their loved ones come back from the war and that if they don't, let the death of the ones lost in the war not be in vain. The warriors of the blood kingdom had been engaged in a deadly war with the elites of Allika. These were more powerful than those sent earlier to lay havoc on the other kingdoms, so the warriors found it harder to defeat them. They fought with everything they had got, losing some of their men. For the ones who could be saved, Elion turned them to a Balaksa. Those
The warriors stood aside, watching the now empty warzone. They remained silent, trying to take in what had just happened, then immediately, they all cheered loudly. "YAHHH!!!" they shouted, pumping their fist and weapons up in the air. Some of them rushed to each other, embracing themselves in a hug. Elena and Calhoun looked at them, a small smile etched. They allowed them this small moment of victory, even though they knew it wasn't the end of the war. Elion came out of where she stayed, heading towards Calhoun and Elena while Aaron supported her. She had a mischievous smile on her face. "That was a great plan you had there." Calhoun said, walking towards her with Elena right behind him. "It was dirty, not at all honourable, but it did the job." Elion exchanged looks with Aaron, then she turned back to face Calhoun. "Thanks." She said. Elena looked at the both of them suspiciously, but she remained quiet. "Thanks to you, we were able to create enough time for ou
The thunderous sounds of marching enemies caused Elena and Calhoun to leap from where they sat, straight to the war field. The blood warriors were already alert, poised for attack for the incoming guests. Suddenly, the visitors stopped. A cloud of dust surrounded them, making it impossible for Elena's side to view who they were. Both teams stood there, waiting for who would take the first action. Elena and Calhoun stood at the forefront of their men, acting as their leaders. With Aaron by her side, Elion stood somewhere amid the heavily built soldiers, the Balaksa ready for action just at the snap of her fingers. They had not adequately prepared for the next war, but they all stood boldly, ready to face the next obstacle before them. Slowly, the cloud of dust surrounding their guests began to recede, and finally, the giant flag that represented them could be boldly seen. It was impossible, Elena thought, her mind in shock. She recognized the flag. She was ver