Her velvet cloths no longer wrapped her body and her dark hair, danced loosely with the gentle air of the sea.“It is not a massacre.” She shouted at someone outside, “It is a training for crying loud!” It was the first time Ginika saw her like this, angry. Someone was also yelling outside, but Ginika could not understand what he or she was saying.“Please do,” Vera said after the yelling voice stopped, “Cause the next time this happens, hell will rain its fire on whoever is responsible.”The hinge of the door shook when she finally stepped into the cabin and slamme

Zita, as well as the Queen and Gilman, lifted their heads to the direction where the noise had emanated from. A dark shadow walked out from among the corner of the stones towards them. It held a small dagger on his hand, as identical to the ones that lined the black belt of his armor. “A gift and warning from the emperor,” Came the hoarse voice as he threw something on the floor. The object bounced on the floor like a ball and rolled towards them, sending some particle flying into the night.Zita frowned when she saw the strange features of the object. There was dry blood on the surface and dried flesh. It was clearly a severed head that was dried as if the blood was removed f

“I have a good teacher,” Zita smile.“Will you come with me?” The Queen suddenly asked. Zita’s eyes widened from her question, “I am not yet eighteen,” She replied, surprised.  “You said you succumb to the rule of the common people?” Zita nodded, “You, mom, you taught me that to be a good and effective queen, that one has to place themselves under the authority of the commoners.”“You are wise, but I really want you to

Bola dropped the mug as the taste of the wine went down his throat. The liquor was strong, and it was the finest wine he could ever have asked for. He could hardly tell what it was made from, or mixed with, and the taste was just amazing. Nevertheless, he could not waste the opportunity to savor it. That was the only that he could do to not get his mind back to the children that he was supposed to save. Ginika was gone, and Dodo, well, that girl is more of a headache, than someone who should be saved. He couldn’t believe that she had pulled off with her plan, despite his warnings and threats. In fact, Bola had expected the Vesslers to reject her, but that girl seemed to know about

“Burn.” He said suddenly. The words were out of his mouth before he could even pause to think them through. And he regretted it. Still, there was no room to cry over spilled milk. Lives were at stake. Something flowed from his upper shoulders to his arms. It graved his fingertips, making his hands shake, and as he watched, a fireball shot out from his hands and fell upon the shadow whose blade was just a few inches from Gareth’s neck.