She had gotten through the wedding, through the congratulations, and the well wishes from all of the drunken fools. Now she had to survive their first night. Alone.
There was a knock at the door.
“Enter.” He commanded.
She stood beside the bed silently.
Two burly soldiers carried in a copper tub full of water. They were followed by three more guards carrying large buckets of steaming water. Each one dumping their bucket of hot water into the tub. All left without saying a word. She looked at his large bed and noticed he had already had her night clothes laid out for her.
“I have some business to attend to. Enjoy the rest of your night, wife.”
Princess Flossina had decided to somehow see the silver lining in the dark clouds of her life. Her wedding night was the night she had made that integral decision pertaining to her life, and the legacy she was now responsible for. She had to make a conscious effort to thrive in her stifling environment and continue in this life alone. So much had gone wrong in last few weeks of her life. When she had first arrived back to her home she had been so heartbroken, almost falling into a state of severe depression and shock.She could hear her mother’s words echoing in her mind as clear as day. ‘When life gives us hardships, my dear, we can either let that crush and defeat us, or we can let it mold and strengthen us.’She had begun to utilize her mother’s words and incorporate them in
She was happy she had took her advice. She had been right. Whenever she was here everyone left her alone. It had become her sanctuary.“You were absolutely right, Agnes. They do look beautiful planted here. She would have loved them. Yellow was her favorite color. However did you get these? They have traveled a long way.”“Aye, they have Your Highness.”They stood in silence then, taKing in the beauty of the greenery and colorful blossoms that cheered her spirits, just as her mother always had.She walked over to the same stone bench she and her mother had shared many times before and she felt the sadness she had been hiding deep within her creeping up again. Her shoulders slumped. She was so unhappy, and so alone. She felt Agnes
“If you let anyone else touch you without my permission and I find out about it, I will personally see to it that they are skinned alive. You. Are. Mine.”She wanted to run away from him. Her safe place seemed violated now, and the bright colorful flowers she had worked so hard on these past few days seemed spoiled.He let go of her then, took a step back, and surveyed the new plants.“I understand.” Was all she could muster up, remembering to take slow deep breaths to ease the throbbing pain she felt in her arms.“Good. I wanted to speak with you about another matter .”“Yes, husband.”That word still sounded forei
She felt a shiver go down her spine at the morbid thought. She looked at him them. He was surveying her reaction to the hidden tomb behind the maze.“What is this?” She asked him then.“You don’t know?”“Why would I know about this place?”He yanked her hard by her arm then.“Don’t.” He hissed against her ear.“Please, I know nothing about this!”Still holding her upper arm in his hard grip they walked up to the stairs and to the entrance of the tomb. Up close she could smell the aging of the place. It was an old place that smelled of decay. The alabast
“This is where the holy man said your mother stopped the great war, princess.”“How?” She asked in confusion.“There is only one way to find out.” He said as he tried to grab her by her arm. she evaded the gesture and took a step back only to be met by the two guards. “Tie her to the podium !” He snapped and the guards did his bidding.“No! Please!” She struggled against them, but it was futile.The General caressed her face and she felt hot tears of frustration running out of the corner of her eyes.“Why are you doing this?”“It’s simple really. I want power, and you my dear, will give it to me. A
She heard his footsteps. He was leaving her here, with these things. She once again tried to wiggle, but it was no use. She looked in the opposite direction and saw the journals. They had them both now, her mothers and Baptistes.She dreaded what was to come.“Ah, very clever.” She heard one of the evil monks say, as he read both journals simultaneously at an alarming rate.“Vander, what did you find?”Another one asked.“The General’s source was correct. The stone is hidden inside of her. The Queen performed a forbidden ritual on the Princess. It says here: nisi quod verum est de actum donandi erit reserare gemma perfer euntis in medio sui.”
She felt her body convulsing as the hot white pain seared through her.”“Please ! Stop! You're killing me !” She screamed in between gut wrenching gasps. When she could open her eyes she saw their eyes had went from a bright white and were now red. They were still chanting.“My heart, my mother; my heart, my mother. My heart of my life upon earth. May naught rise up against me in judgm-”She closed her eyes as the pain washed over her in waves. She had lost control of her body and was about to lose consciousness when she heard a loud blast. She turned her head as best she could in the direction of the noise and saw a large, floating ball of fluorescent blue light appear from out of nowhere. Sh
Flossina awoke startled. She had had a horrible dream. She dreamt that she had married General Torunn, and he had let evil monks perform a forbidden ritual on her to retrieve the Jewel of Humanity, and while they did Marlon came back from the dead by materializing out of thin air and saved her. She looked around the room. It hadn’t been a dream. She saw his face again . It was marlon. His yellow eyes looked down at her and he smiled at her. She realized she was in his arms then. She sat up and saw the dead evil monks strewn on the stone floor around them.This all had been real. Marlon had materialised from thin air and saved her. She was so happy to see him, and the words Khepri had said to her weeks ago resounded within her. She felt all the sadness, all the longing, and all love that she thought had died with him bubble up within her until she could n
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