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TWENTY-TWO
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Ivan sat outside watching the beautiful morning sun rise, he had always been an early riser. He had found it extremely hard to sleep in the house because he had never really had a home to call his. Every night was an adventure with him, from sleeping in taverns, stables and underneath the open skies, one could never get used to a house. He itched to go back to the life he knew and loved. Unfortunately, he was stuck with a certain old man and his annoying but beautiful daughter. Beautiful, he thought to himself. It made no sense to him why he would compliment her. After all she was the reason he could barely move on his own let alone be out in the woods… He still thought she was beautiful, all could see it. He brushed it off his mind but somehow it was haRelated chapters
Ravens call TWENTY-THREE
“So what is your favorite part about being king father?”Javaid smiled, “You should know that by now Cedric. The power”, he stated, “It is the power to control and order anyone at will. It is having people bow down to you and plead for their lives because you are in control of it. The magic you and I possess is only an added bonus…”Cedric thought about it.Javaid squeezed Cedric’s shoulders, “You might not understand it now but you will soon, when it is all in your hands, you will feel it too so, just like I do now…They were walking through the woods just like they always did. They were however accompanied by guards who had horses with them.“Just like you already know Cedric my child, I was not king by chance neither was it hereditary. It wa
Ravens call TWENTY-FOUR
Ivan watched as Cleopatra gathered the woods together and then with a mere wave of her hand, she lit a fire. She picked up a large pot and placed on it. She had on a sky blue dress, with a rope belt around her waist. He looked at her hair, he had never seen anything more dark and long. She wore a frown on her face but he knew he had to approach her and do whatever it took to make her feel better. It had clawed at him throughout the whole night.He limped slowly towards her and cursed himself for even making the effort. Why did he have to make the effort he asked himself repeatedly. It was however too late to turn back because he was already before her.“Cleopatra”, he called out to her.She turned to look at him, when her eyes met his, her frown deepened if that was even possible, “What do you want?”He igno
Ravens call TWENTY-FIVE
Iris stared at the vanity mirror and gingerly combed her hair whilst she hummed a tune. She was in good spirits today. She had on a pale pink dress, with a corset that snatched her waist with short sleeves. She powdered her face and painted her lips.She was going to Edgar’s house to see Ivan, she turned to the basket behind her and put in a few things. She had something planned out that would bring them closer subtly. She had been blown out when she had first set eyes on him. It was love at first sight, she smiled to herself. She looked herself over in the mirror when she was satisfied with her reflection she walked out of her room.She bumped into Dylan.“Watch where you are going!”, he said, he looked up at her.“I can say the same to you!”, She scoffed, she proceeded to walk out.H
Ravens call TWENTY-SIX
Aileen rode into the small town of Averna, she was accompanied by ten guards on her father’s insistence. Although she knew she had told him she would have need for one. She slowed and got down from her horse, she patted her back. She had colored her hair red, it fell straight framing her petite face and her expressive brown eyes. She had on a red top with leather pants and knee high leather boots.She turned to guards, she did have need for them after all, “I want you to gather all the people of this town. I do not care how you do or what measures you resort to, provided it is done!”“Yes your highness”, they scurried off, none wanting to incur her wrath. &
Ravens call TWENTY-SEVEN
“…the blood race is an old race that has practiced magic since time immemorial. They are called the blood race because they kill a man by freezing his blood. The king and everyone else in Salvador is not to find out under any circumstances thatCleopatra has magical powers or else she will not be spared…”, Edgar explained, “Neither will the whole of Averna”“And we are sure that the princess is a descent of the blood race, seeing as how she tried to hurt the little girl”, Cleopatra added, “We are sure they are the perpetrators of that dastardly act in the forest the other day…”“Told you it wasn’t me!”, Ivan cut in.Cleopatra rolled her eyes, “It was a work of magic clearly that is why the bodies did not decompose”“I wonder what
Ravens call TWENTY-EIGHT
He heard the constant bickering from inside where he lay, he walked out, it was a beautiful night, a full moon and a starry night. He admired it for a while, on nights like this he chose to sleep under the open skies so he could admire the beautiful night sky. He stared ahead and he spotted them sitting outside.He walked towards them, he could not conceal his disappointment when he saw Cleopatra sat next to Dylan, a smile on her face. He didn’t know why but it disturbed him.Iris broke into his thoughts when she saw him approaching, “I saved a spot for you”He sat besides her.He and Cleopatra exchanged brief glances. Dylan glared at him, he merely smirked at him, it was nothing he was not used to. They fell into an awkward silence but thankfully Iris came to their rescue, “It is such a beautiful night…”, sh
Ravens call TWENTY-NINE
***The following morning when they woke up, it was just the break of dawn.“Where is my sister?”, Dylan asked in a panicky voice.Cleopatra rubbed her face and pointed in the direction of the horses, “I think we might have underestimated Iris”“Morning people”, Iris announced with a smile, “You might want to get up now before the princess kills you"Ivan sluggishly got on his feet, “You are an outdoor person”, he smiled at her, “You will make a good partner”Iris returned the smile, “Indeed, imagine how exciting the journey will be and how far you will go with me by your side?&rdquo
Ravens call THIRTY
***Cedric had on a red royal mantle, that flowed down and trailed behind him. He sat at the head of the high table, he stared bored at the guests that were gathered in his party. The swaying dancers and leaping acrobats did nothing to lift his mood. The ladies subtly glanced in his direction where as the men tried so hard to get favors from him. He was bored to say the least. He hated balls and parties.He munched on an apple and sipped wine, the music did nothing to elevate his mood. Then in the sea of guests, something caught his eye. It was not flashy or colorful, neither was it eminent like all the guests where. As a matter of fact it was dark and broody. He saw a dark haired beauty that stood out amongst the others, he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly it was that made her stand
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