Delaev watched his longtime friend and Leader of the Collective, Marlon, stand over the unconscious young lady sleeping in his bed. Even in her unconscious state he could tell she was a uncommonly beautiful girl. He had come back to the castle to inform Marlon of the King's plans of venturing outside of the Kingdom with only his Valet and they needed to strike fast if they were to make their plan work, but was quickly roped into assisting him in finding a cure for this sleeping beauty. They had researched every book Marlon had on medicinal potions, spells with healing powers, and crux's, but none seemed to have the answer. They were at an impasse.
They had fought beside one another too many times to count, and even in the face of danger never had he seen his friend so distraught. They had been Assassins for a Royal secre
That was a sufficient amount of time for the potion he had given the girl to work. Maybe she needed more time. Potions worked differently on different people. She was the missing Princess, Delaev deduced then.There had been talk in the tavern of the guards raping and beating her before she escaped and they ran her down."Come, let's leave her to rest. We can do nothing for her now." He suggested."I can't just give up!" He roared."You're not! Besides, we have more pressing matters to discuss.""Such as?" Marlon asked, still not taKing his eyes off of her."I have received news that will be beneficial to our cause."He was speaking of their plan. Marlon had to concentrate on
Khepri took her hand in hers, brought it to her lips and kissed it. "For your kindness."She gently removed her hand and when she looked out onto the black sea she was surprised to find they were already at their destination. The light the pyramid gave seemed to be bright, but it was not blinding. She looked down and saw that her breasts and the v shape in the juncture of her thighs were visible now that the light shone so brightly on her. She felt naked. She saw Thoth awaited her and gently clasped her hips and swung her off the boat and carried her until they ached the shore, which was only a few feet. It was all so strange to her. She walked and her feet didn't feel the white, sparkling sand underneath them. Khepri followed suit behind them, and they walked in reverent silence into the pyramid. Above it, there was an inscription that read:
"I am ready. Please, take me to her, Your Majesty."They walked for a few more moments and entered a room. Much like the first one, it was filled with a different variety of flowers. It reminded her of the greenhouse at the palace, and she realized it was an exact replica of it."Your mother has a magic touch with flowers. I made this room especially for her."Flossina smiled."My child."She heard her mother's voice and immediately fell to the floor sobbing.She thought she would never hear that voice again. She knew when she left this place it would be a while before she heard it again. She wanted to treasure every intonation. Her world had seemed to unravel at
Flossina awoke with a jolt, coughing and sputtering, still thinking she was fighting against the cold, thick, black abyss Thoth had thrown her into. She soon realized she was back in the same bed inside of the castle she had awoke in days ago. She sat up and tried to get out bed. That small task seemed just the opposite for her and she instantly felt drained, emotionally and physically. She swung her legs off the bed and pressed her calves against the mattress for support as she stood up and walked over to the window beside the bed. She pulled back the animal skin that covered it. She was immediately greeted by the twinkling of stars in a clear midnight sky. She felt the lukewarm breeze against her clammy skin and she closed her eyes at it’s sweet caress. She used her hand to wipe her brow and felt cold metal brush up against her cheek. She looked and saw it was the same bracelet she had worn on her
"I spoke to my mother," she admitted wistfully.He heard no sarcasm or humor in her statement. She looked as if she were glowing. A faint smile crossed her face. She was beautiful."What?" He was a little shocked by her bizarre admission." I spoke to her," she repeated. "She says the King, my stepfather, is mad with power, and I am to stop him. I must leave here and go back I must go-"He was by her side instantly and he felt her weight shift into his own as he wrapped his arm securely around her waist to support her standing. She was still very weak."Please, you are upsetting yourself with this talk. We can discuss this tomorrow. You just need a little more rest." Marlon insisted.
7-Gossip"The King is planning something big." Delaev said as he assisted Marlon in trimming the aloe vera plants inside the indoor medicinal herb garden.He had started in the sun room. He moved on to another plant and spoke once more. "He has hired more swords. They have pledged their allegiance to him in order to gain wealth. He has promised titles and treasure to those who would lend their shield and sword to Zuff. In the streets there is also talk of war. I overheard a soldier telling another that the King means to lay siege to the neighboring Kingdom since their King has fallen ill and his son is much too young to take on the burden. He plans to mine Zuff and Glass Hollow. He is searching for jewels.""Jewels? He is a King. Surely his treasure chests are brimming with such things." Marlon pointed
Delaev spoke again. "Did she do it?"There was a short pause before Marlon answered. "I'm not one-hundred percent certain. I don't think she did, but she doesn't remember much, which means someone could have drugged her and poisoned the Queen, or it was such a traumatic event she completely forgot."He left out the part about her waking up in hysterics, talking about visiting of her mother, the Queen, and what she had told Flossina about his own self. He worked with healing potions and tonics. He didn't believe in the type of supernatural magic she had been speaking of last night. His friend wouldn't either."I don't believe one bit of what those castle vultures have been saying about her."Deleav furnished after a long silence."The people think she is guilty of this cri
She felt safe with him. There was something about him that frightened her.As if Deleav could sense the awkward silence between them he cleared his throat and spoke."I will take this to the kitchen and tend to the dragon's. Your Highness." He bowed once more to her and left the room.It was just them now."Your...friend?" She asked shyly."Aye." He nodded and walked over to where she stood. He stood only a few feet in front of her."Everyone believes me to be some mad murderess, don't they?" She asked, already knowing the answer.He could hear the defeat in her voice."No." He said simply.
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