One of the guards glanced towards her, lowering his eyes almost instantly as he began to speak; his tone docile. “It is a sign of respect to royalty, princess. We have been instructed to bow in the presence of all royal blood, it was in our training.”
“Very well, but if you believe that it is a way of showing respect. Then I will do it also.” Elika decided, remembering the tone her mother forced her into using as she lowered her head towards the soldiers; believing that they deserved more respect than she did. After all, they protected the city; ensured that the people were safe and free from attack at all times.
“What is your request, princess?” The second soldier asked, helping her back to her feet as he stood.
Elika’s smile dropped as she cleared her throat, her tone littered with fear. “Darkous is here with his army, I was his prisoner but escaped to come here. We have to sound the warning bell, inform the peop
“Dorian, you can go home. I’ll take care of the her.” Darkous sighed, taking a long draw of his cigarette as he strolled towards the front door; opening it for the feral immortal.“You’re asking me to leave?” Dorian asked, snapping his attention towards his comrade.“No.” The dark lord muttered, flicking his cigarette through the open door before he continued to speak; his irritation increasing. “I’m telling you to leave.”“Fine. Just make sure she squirms. Or I’ll do it for you.” The feral man sighed, storming out of the front door.“Yeah, yeah.” Darkous mumbled, slamming the front door before turning his attention towards the princess. “Now, what should I do with you?”“I don’t know.” Elika whispered, continuing to stare at the ground; her fear rising as she wrapped her arms tighter around her stomach.
The psychopathic lord leaned back in his chair, lighting a cigarette as fought to calm his rising temper. The girl had infuriated him when she ran, managing to wilfully escape a whole army of trained men; adept in battle. And yet, she avoided them; managing to make it to a watchtower. The little princess had warned the whole dimension of Darkous’ presence, giving Atlas and her brothers a chance to escape; to flee like cowards. He growled lightly when he heard her move in the cage, once again forcing his mood to soften as he turned to look at her; his mechanical white eyes lifeless. She curled into a tight ball on her side, her relentless cries continuing.Shaking his head in annoyance, Darkous took a draw of his cigarette; watching as her shoulders shook with each whimper that escaped her lips. The young immortal deserved a night in the cage, her defiance only worsening with each day that passed. He began wonder if sending her to Dorian would fix that, diminish the last
Yelping, the young princess jumped back; bracing herself in the corner of the cage as he struck again, throwing her sideways.He panted, cracking his aching fingers as he glared through the bars at his niece; the suspended cage rocking back and forth. The princess slowly moved onto her knees, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ears as she stared back at him; trembling in terror.“Just deal with the images, they aren’t that bad.” The psychopathic lord muttered as he continued to pace around the metal contraption.“I can’t ... Please don’t make me sleep ...” She sobbed, wiping her tears away with shaky hands; her voice breaking as she continued. “It's all I can see when I close my eyes ... I don’t know how to deal with them ...”“It’s easy; you just learn how to forget.” He shrugged, cracking his neck before he continued to speak, his tone rough and threatening.
The lord of hell snarled lightly, storming towards her as she shuffled across the floor. He grabbed the little girl by the waist, lifting her from the ground as she kicked and screamed; slamming her elbows into his stomach. The demon within him stirred towards the surface, growling in fury. How dare the girl fight back, hit him. The psychopathic lord had intended on causing her the least amount of pain possible, while still causing her to pass out. Only now, he wanted to make her suffer; wail in pure and undivided agony.“You want to suffer? Is that it? Instead of having help?” Darkous questioned harshly, smashing her small frame into the ground.“No! Please just stop!” The immortal girl yelled, crashing onto her stomach as she plummeted into the rough black carpet; blinking back tears.“I am trying to fucking help you!” The lord of hell screamed in anger, viciously gripping the girl’s ankle.Darkous lifted his ni
Hades turned his attention towards the metal contraption as it remained suspended in the air; strolling towards it. He leaned closer, gazing through the bars at the sleeping child; his eyes widening in shock as he turned back to look at the psychopathic lord. “She looks like ... Like our ...”The lord of hell nodded again, walking towards his brother; his pace slow. “Indeed, brother. Just like our mother.” He paused, watching as the little princess slept; her small frame curled into a ball on her side. “Her eyes are also a deep violet, just like hers.”“Fascinating ...” Darkous’ brother uttered, his tone coated with curiosity and amazement as he continued to gaze at the young immortal.“Yes ... Very fascinating. But how has this happened? Is it even scientifically possible?” The psychopathic lord questioned, glancing between his brother and the girl.Hades nodded, rubbing his hand along the
The princess listened carefully to what they were saying, her fear preventing her from moving; from informing the dark lord that she had woken. She remembered him throwing her across the living room and slamming into the cage, but then everything went blank; a dull throbbing remaining in the back of her head. Suspecting what had happened, Elika chose to lie silently in the metal contraption; not wanting to draw any unwanted attention towards her. Darkous was speaking to another man about her, his older brother; the one the ancient texts had told her about. Hades sat on one of the couches, smoking just as the dark lord did; his eyes a deep black. She moved slightly when her side began to ache, curling into a tighter ball as she sighed deeply; keeping up her pretence of being asleep. Her mind racing with questions, why did Hades want to take her to his lab? What did he want from her? Would the dark lord send her to the feral immortal because she was unable to sleep? Because she fought
“I doubt she wishes to fight, brother. She’s never wanted to fight in our war.” Hades piped up, seeming to jump to her defence.“This I do understand, brother. However, she needs to learn about self-defence and obedience to the correct people.” The dark lord snapped slightly, quickly rising to his feet. Elika took a step back when he turned to look at her with lifeless eyes, he growled lightly; storming towards her as he continued. “You will fight for me Elika, whether you are willing or not. You will fight for a just cause.”“I ... I don’t want to hurt anyone ... Kill anyone ...” The princess whispered, her violet eyes with fear as he stopped only inches away from her; glaring down at her trembling frame.“But you did kill someone.” Darkous smiled, watching as Elika shook with terror.The princess thought to the wolf in the woods when she had r
Elika’s violet eyes shifted between her uncles, her mind racing; how did Darkous know so much about her mother? Things that the princess and her brothers had never been told, never even hears stories of. She watched silently as the dark lord slowly rose back to his feet, once against towering over her small frame; his mechanical white eyes locked onto her. She did not believe that her mother was a coward, but that she ran from battles as a strategy; using her abilities to heal Elika’s brothers and father when they were injured. If her mother died in battle, their would be no one to deal the wounded. But none of that mattered anymore as the dark lord had killed her brutally and their was no coming back for her mother now. “I do know a lot yes, but I will not reveal how I know so much.” Darkous muttered, a small smile appearing on the corners of his face. Hades bobbed his head as he turned his attention towards Elika, his raven black eyes locked onto her. “So, how has