With a great creaking moan the tower door opened once more and the holy man was dragged inside by a lone guard dressed in head to toe armor. She couldn't see his face, and at this point she really didn't care. She was just happy it wasn't General Torunn. She felt like he wouldn't stop until he saw her in a great deal of pain. He seemed to enjoy that.
He slammed the door shut behind him. She watched the soldiers every movement as he unlocked the shackles of the holy elder who now lay unconcious. Then he walked in her direction. She felt her heart lurch.
"Please, stop! I command you! Don't come any closer !"
His stride increased in speed and when he was a few feet away from her he grabbed her gently by her arm and removed his helmet. She gasped when she saw it was him. It was Marlon. Without thinKing, she flung herse
He gently touched her cheek with his hand."I promise, I will be back for you."She knew he spoke the truth to her, and even though they stood in the middle of the musty, dirty, tower Flossina felt safe in his arms.He leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.She accepted the show of affection and reveled in the warm sensation worKing its way through her body because of it."I must leave. They believe me to be one of them. I can't be gone too long."He lingered for a few seconds more and she watched as he moved across and then out of the room. Now that he was gone she noticed the holy man sitting Indian style on a large pillow. He seemed unencumbered by what had
"Years ago, I performed a ritual with you and your mother. Binding you to something very valuable. Your mother was a wonderful woman. Full of life and love for her people. She wants you to take her place. Save the Kingdom from this General and the addle-minded King. You have it inside of you. You are quite powerful."She knelt down beside him and surveyed the bleeding gash on his forehead. She ripped the front of her loin skirt and gently wrapped it around his head to help stop the bleeding."Inside of me?""Yes, the jewel of humanity.""That isn't possible. My mother would have told me about that.""Would she? You were an infant. The Kingdom was on a shaky road to recovery, after a land ravished by war. She had l
She knew Marlon would come for her and her heart felt a little at peace at the thought of the kind stranger who was helping her now. Khepri's plan worked. She smiled at the workings of the demi-goddess... **********Although Princess Flossina was anxious for Marlon's return, she still listened intently as the spiritual elder told her stories of both her parents in the days of their youth. She was astounded at how well she was able to see her real father through the descriptive stories he was telling her. The sound of his baritone voice seemed to dull the pain and the feeling of all-encompassing sadness that seemed to veil her life at present.He was in the middle of telling her how her father, the late King, had w
She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the tops of her knees. The full moon illuminated the tower, and she said a silent prayer of protection for Marlon. She heard a loud thud and the tower door opened once again. She quickly stood up, dusting herself off as she walked over to the door. She hadn't expected Marlon to use this entrance again. She didn't care. She was happy she would be leaving this dreadful place. The door opened further and her heart was once again deflated. It was not Marlon. It was General Torunn. She quickly backed away. His eyes looked like cold glass as he stared at her. Two more guards materialised behind him in the poorly lit entranceway. He walked into the room and immediately started barKing orders."Shut the door and leave me! The Princess and I have much to discuss."
"Does my touch not please you, Princess? Are my hands too calloused for your liking? I apologize. I'm not of noble blood. I'm just a poor potato farmers son. We couldn't all be born Royal now could we."Her silence infuriated him.He slapped her hard and then slammed his mouth against hers so hard she felt his teeth sink into her flesh. She started to taste her own blood. She pushed him hard enough to break the kiss and slap him hard across his face. He backhanded her again and she fell hard onto the marble floor. Before she could react, he was on top of her."You bitch!"He grabbed her by the shoulders and began to shake her.Her head was spinning when he finally stopped his tirade, and once more his hands were roving all ov
In all the confusion Flossina seized the opportunity and kneed him in his bare groin with all of her might. He let out a blood-curdling howl of pain and doubled over, all the while holding his crotch. All the fear, all the anger, and all of the hatred she felt for this man bubbled up within her and she gave him one final kick in his face. It knocked him out cold. She looked around and ran over to where she had left the holy man to rest."Our ride has arrived! We are safe," she informed him while she gently shook him.He was hunched over with the hood of his cloak covering his head. She knelt and touched his shoulder. His head lifelessly rolled around on his shoulders and she knew he was dead. She gently laid his body down on the ground."I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She whispered and placed a kiss on his forehead as a
Marlon was amazing, she couldn’t help but think. He climbed up just as quickly but halfway to the top she noticed three more guards enter the tower, this time with their bows at ready. They fired simultaneously.Flossina yelled, "Hurry!"Marlon looked below him and saw the arrows coming for him he climbed faster than he ever had and felt the familiar piercing of his flesh as an arrow grazed his right arm. He had been taught to ignore the pain and succeed with the mission. Princess Flossina was his mission and until she was safe he couldn't stop. Flossina watched as they readied their bows again. He saw the look of sheer worry on her face. Her emotions for him softened his heart towards her even more. He didn’t know why it mattered, or why he cared at this very moment with everything happening arou
Flossina felt the crisp, cool wind on her face and was so grateful he had covered her with his thick warm cloak. She thanked the gods for her new champion. She closed her eyes and sighed. It was a sigh of relief. She relaxed against him as they soared above the clouds. She felt her eyes growing heavy. She was bone tired. Tonight was the bravest she'd ever been or had to be. She had succeeded in keeping her virtue intact. She recalled knocKing the General unconscious on the floor, and she smiled at his misfortune. All her life she had been taught that a Princess was permitted to revel in her country's accomplishments, and not their own. She sighed again. Her eyelids were getting so heavy as if he had read her mind he put his lips to her ear and spoke. It sent tingles all over her body."You can rest. You're safe."
The Collective: 'The Collective' is a demonym used in various ways throughout history to refer initially to a nomadic group from the southeast region of Zuff, and later as a royal police origin.In the Zuff archaeological record, a culture known as the Manna culture. It is considered by experts to represent 'The Collective'. The culture is named for its uncanny ability to manipulate the natural elements of the earth,(earth, air, fire, water), as well as being able to befriend and tame fire dragons. Which date before the beginning of first Zuff sovereign reign.The sudden appearance of these fossils/artifacts found in the low woodland areas represent an immigrant population. While the presence of red Moeina sand found on their clothing and hair follicles on many of them suggest their occupants came from the Moeina desert. Other objects commonly found; runestones
Hi, this is the author of jewel of humanity. I hope that you have enjoyed the book. I have decided to give you a little more, and tell you all about the world that you have been reading about. So here we go. Geography of Zuff comprises of relatively high lying mountains surrounding a central plain with four navigable rivers, extending outward. Zuff has lush vegetation. A product of its mild but changeable climate which is free of extreme temperatures. Much of Zuff is woodland. 33% is native conifer.There are 36 land mammal species native to Zuff because the climate is influenced by the warmth of the ocean with very moderate days. Winters are milder. Summers are cooler with very infrequent rainfall and cloud cover. Culture: Zuff culture has recorded history since the beginning of recorded time being among the earl
Queen Bihadlly : Ruler of ZuffKing Fvendal: A poor yet brave warrior who aided in conquering of the SheHaaltesKing Tehxadlayk: Pure Blood Royal. Queen Bihadlly's one true love. First husband. Murdered by thr SheHaaltes.Prince Yupta: SheHaaltes King's brother. Accused of murdering King TehxadlaykAmbrose: Last Known Chieftan of the Collective before its disbanding. Marlons father.General Torunn: General of Zuff army. Close confidante to King Fvendal.Marlon: Assassin/ Leader of a disbanded elite Royal fighting group called the Collective.Deleav: Spy/ Second in Command of the disbanded elite royal fighting group the Collective.Agnes: Queen Bihadlly's personal gardener and confidante.King Osiris: Egyptian God of thr underworld.Khepri: Goddess of creation and renewal of life.Thoth: God of writing,magic and the moon.
She was expecting them to leave, but they didn’t instead they all began to clap and chant. “Long live the Queen! Long live the Queen!”Marlon turned and looked up at her.She looked back at him. She had done what she thought she would never be able to do. Believe in herself and lead her people…******Later that night …Flossina fell on top of Marlon’s chest out of breath. Once again he had made her body feel exquisite. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed but his heartbeat was rapid.“I can’t believe it’s over.” She said.&ldquo
Flossina was announced upon her arrival.“Queen Flossina, Ruler and last living heir of Zuff.”She watched the room full of Chieftain Lords and Ladies bow and curtsy as she walked forward to her throne.Marlon walked several steps behind her.She could see the looks of puzzlement on their faces, but she kept her face expressionless and her vision forward. She climbed the stairs.Marlon stood on the bottom of them looking out at the crowd. Once she reached the top she turned and looked out at the sea of faces. She did not see Lord Azelle. It did not matter. She had to once again address her people and make them believe in her.“Chieftain Lords an
She touched his cheek then, bringing him back to reality.“I am fine, Marlon. I promise. It’s over.” She reassured him.He hugged her tight.She didn’t care that he wore armour and it was cold against the sheer outfit she wore. She was just happy it was finally over.There was a loud knock on the door. She jumped. Marlon pulled his sword out.She walked over to her door and opened it. It was General Torunn’s second in Comand, Blake.Blake stood in the foyer of her bedchamber. He bowed to her, and then spoke.“Your Majesty, It appears General Torunn is dead.”
“Is something wrong General?” She asked as if she didn’t know what was going on. She picked up the carving knife and held it behind her back as she slowly walked toward him.“He staggered towards her.“You..you… My food...you poisoned me!”She smiled at his helpless expression.“No, General. I didn’t poison the food.”He looked puzzled until she finished“But I did poison your precious wine. And you’ve almost drank the entire bottle ensuring your death.”The shock on his face was priceless to her.
“To our future Your Majesty, may it be prosperous and blessed.”She smiled and brought the cup to her lips, but did not drink it. She watched as he drank the liquid in one gulp.“That was delicious.” He said.She still held the goblet in her hand when she walked to her place and sat down.He sat down after her.“Husband, I mean General? Could your men wait outside while we dine?”He looked curious at her request. She once again lied to placate him.“I wish to enjoy our meal together and to speak freely of the upcoming plans to be made”
Flossina had to admit she was impressed at how beautiful and delicious all of the food looked. It had been made in record time. For this occasion she had decided to wear the one of the wedding gifts General Torunn had given her. It was a sheer white floor length gown with lace flowers intricately placed on her breasts and at the juncture of her thighs. Tonight, she also wore the Crowned Jewels around her neck and the crown on her head. Cook seem ecstatic that the Queen herself came early to see what all she had cooked.“Your Majesty, it is an honor to feed you and your husband, the General. I hope the food will be to your liking.”“Thank you cook, for putting this together on such short notice.”The cook smiled, curtsied, took two steps bac