All Chapters of Grim and Grains: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Underworld RealmLothaire’s DemesnePalace •PHAELIN•           Our lair seemed cold for the past few days for I have not exchanged a word with Lothaire since our last discourse. I do not know if he was steering clear of the occurrence, or he was simply occupied by the preparations under way.           I keenly observed the servants from the balcony as they were embellishing the newly built fountain at the center of the Palace Grounds. The elevated structure enclosed by a balustrade was central and gracious. I noticed the ornamental parapet had a tinge of gold and ink blue whilst I opened a scroll.          It was from the goddess of marriage. At that point in time, I was certain Bryndis heard the news in Solum and have sent a message through Awen

Underworld RealmLothaire’s DemesnePalace Grounds •LOTHAIRE•           The musicians were already playing euphonious melodies that filled my abode. One by one, the gods and goddesses arrived. The overview of my dominion was glorious and magnificent. I sat at the marble throne from the elevated structure where I positioned myself and I noticed the white glistening carriage from a far.          “I would like to present to you the goddess Naeitha—ruler of wisdom and knowledge!” Azael exclaimed and she stepped out of her mulberry carriage. The crowd applauded upon her appearance.          Silence.          There came a moment of silence and the beat inside my chest we

Underworld RealmPalaceMaster's Chamber •PHAELIN• “What did you say?” I asked as I tried to confirm. I wanted to be certain I heard his statement right for it brought a moment of deafness to my ears. “Do I have to repeat it twice, my love?” he uttered in a soft tone, and I quite jolted in the sudden change of his voice, “Your love is all I yearn for.” His word sent shivers down my spine. I slowly shook my head as I closed my eyes. I was certain I am solely building the occurrences inside my mind. I was certain I am in my reverie at that point in time. I should not be deceived once again. I opened my eyes and reached for the knob of the door. However, an obsidian mist slowly pulled me closer to his direction. I waved my hand and it dispersed into thin air. He grabbed my wrist, and I did not turn my back as I asked in a breaking voice, “What do you want?” He did not let go of my wrist. His touched made my knees crumble but I preven

Underworld RealmLothaire’s DemesnePalace •PHAELIN• I held the reins of the pegasuses as the earth parted to give way. Before I left the mortal realm, mother told me she was grateful I became the consort of the underworld god. She told me Lothaire deserved my entire existence for I was solely made for him. She told me she was certain I would reign the whole dominion with all of my being. I agreed on her statements as I gave her an embrace and I told them I was grateful to hear their explanations. I swiftly returned to my demesne as I tried to devise by thinking how I would express all I found out to Lothaire. I entered the gates and flew above the river Styx when I saw the waters ceased. Astoundment filled my face for it seemed like the souls froze within the stream. The ferry was out of sight, and I found Catori laying at the banks of the river as well. I brought to mind he might have been taking a rest. The underworld feline sa

EleusisMortal RealmApophis’ Dwelling•PHAELIN• The Apophians cowered in fear as they witnessed the immense azure flame wrapping my existence. I sprinted toward the direction of Apophis before he could even rise upright. I struck him with an obsidian orb, and I saw both of them leap backward. Bryndis and Naeitha attacked them as well. It was the chance, and I took it. I rushed and had Lothaire in my arms and he was half-conscious. Denali hurried beside me, and he produced a sphere of defense around us. I pulled the knife on the axilla of my husband, and he screamed in agony. Arwald and the other gods charged at Behitha and Apophis. I took out the Panacea the goddess of wisdom and knowledge gave beforehand. I lifted the head of my husband whilst his eyes remained closed. I placed the vial in front of his lips as I poured the carmine liquid. “I am here,” I told him. “My love…” he said in a stuttering voice whilst tears fell from his eyes. He