Todos los capítulos de Bringer Of Darkness: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

SumonThat day the fortress was in turmoil. People were scrambling to complete the final preparations for the celebration. Sumon had spent the last few days thanking and complimenting the lords and their wives arriving from all over the kingdom.Seventeen lords had decided to attend and swear allegiance to the new king. But the failure of thirteen lords to respond continued to worry not only Nathan, but the entire council. They wondered if this new monarchy would lead to a rebellion by lords who did not accept Nathan as the new king, deeming him inefficient or unreliable.Her husband's position hung more and more in the balance, and Sumon felt partly responsible for this precarious situation.Although she and Nathan had started to had sex every night again, and despite Sumon having stopped taking the herbal tea she used to avoid conceiving during the time she spent her nights with Doreon, she still couldn't get pregnant. She had

TarynThe sun began to peep out from the hills, as they entered the dense forest at the foot of the mountains. Taryn yawned loudly riding her steed, meanwhile drowsiness began to take over again.They had left hours before the sun even began to catch a glimpse of the horizon. Elhias, who at that moment was marching just ahead of her riding a beautiful white mare, had practically thrown her out of bed by the servant he had entrusted to her. He had made her dress comfortably to ride waiting for her at the gates behind the training camps with a modest escort.Taryn hadn't even had time to complain about the way she had been woken up to find herself on a horse and outside the walls.The training tired her a lot and the little sleep of that night did not help her, several times she had dozed off on the saddle, risking to fall, with her head dangling while her eyes rested, and several times Elhiàs had woken her up gently, preven

Athelstan  Athelstan stood in front of the host of his men, his chest out and his head held high, while Nathan Fannil looked past the prince, as if he were looking for someone. The girl sitting on the throne next to him did the same.Their eyes probed every face in the hall, every corner of the space. Both were tense as they watched carefully, and Athelstan could swear to see a splash of panic in Nathan Fannil's eyes, before he recomposed himself and returned with his eyes on the prince: blue eyes focused on Athelstan's purple ones.Athelstan returned his gaze, silently, as Nathan held out.The prince crossed his arms behind his back and bent his head to the side, looking at the girl who had become Nathan's wife years before, she was still searching for something beyond him.He had to admit it, she was very beautiful, she could only rival his sister in beauty, but he did not believe that the youn

Doreon The heat was almost suffocating, the sun beat down on the head and masterfully illuminated the whole small village made of wooden huts. They had just passed the wooden walls after the modest pier on which they had docked just before. The buildings were piled up one after the other, of different sizes and rudimentary, a sign of a people too concerned with surviving rather than worrying about the aesthetics of their homes. Doreon walked behind Pix and a couple of other lords, some from Devian others from Haefest. Not everyone had been allowed to get off the ships that were now moored in the open sea waiting for orders. When they arrived at the small wooden port, guards were waiting for them, as they understood, sent by the commander who, fortunately for them, was in that village. The guards who were accompanying them to the commander's hut spoke their language, with a strange accent, probably they had recently learned Mihadel's language, while among them they spoke another, ol

Taryn The branches and roots moved quickly in their direction as a strong wind began to whip, lifting the leaves of the fallen trees on the ground. The eyes of the priestess returned to Elhias, as she moved her hands in the void and the nature around them came to life.Elhias had positioned himself in front of Taryn, acting as a shield between her and what was attacking them. The young king's head splashed from one side to the other, from where the wilderness was attacking them, before he raised his arms, flexing his muscles.Taryn saw the branches freeze a few steps away from them, his tips sharp like daggers, while Elhias kept his arms outstretched, his fists clenched, his muscles stiffened as if he were physically fighting against something invisible."You know me," Elhias said to the woman, "you know these tricks don't work with me."The woman shrugged. "They work to distract you."Taryn perceived