"Rotten? How is this possible? They died yesterday or am I wrong?" Sumon turned her head towards him, looking at his profile, while Nathan stared at an undefined point in front of him and drank. The apple that came down, while he swallowed the wine."It's the same thing I asked for when I got there. But then one of the farmers opened one of the beasts, showing me what really frightened him. As soon as he opened the meat, a dark, thick liquid poured out of it, releasing a disgusting smell. Half of my stash started vomiting just with the smell." He inhaled deeply as if his nostrils were still filled with that smell, as if he could feel it even in the room. "The exterior was normal, but the interior was disgusting. The flesh was beginning to take on a black color and the organs were completely rancid, as if it had been dead for weeks. Not even the crows approached to feast." He shrugged his shoulders as if he had been struck with a shiver of disgust."That's not a good omen, Nathan," Sum
Taryn "Bring Werod back to life?" asked Taryn surprised. "Werod is just a legend. A story to scare children." "Behind every story there is a kernel of truth, Your Majesty. For example, children are told the stories of great warriors with extraordinary magical powers and we ourselves are led to think of magic as a frivolity, as a story created just to entertain us when we were children, but the other day you saw what happened. You saw what you did." Taryn remembered the incident a few days earlier. That strange force that even now she felt circulating in her body and was doing everything to keep her at bay. It threatened to take over, to escape from her like an indomitable tiger trying to escape from the cage in which she had been locked for years. "It was just an illusion, a coincidence. I slammed into the table and the jug broke," she said, shaking her head. "You slammed so hard that you made the jug exploded and the vase and the glasses and then accidentally the flowers caught
"When it happened, my father decided to take her to the priestesses and there we met a woman, one of the Ucrie," Elhias said, his gaze lost and his mind turned to those old memories. "A Ucria?" she asked in surprise. Elhias nodded. "She was, before she became a priestess herself." "You really saw a Ucria," Taryn said in disarray. "They're not three-headed monsters, Taryn. They are human beings like us," Elhias said with a laugh. "Didn't you ever think it could be dangerous? Could she be a spy?" "The Docria trusted her blindly, if the ancient priestess can trust a Ucria, I don't see why I shouldn't too," Elhias replied, shrugging his shoulders, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. "Do you realize that you trust others too much?" said Taryn in an exasperated tone. "What can I do, I like to see the good in people," he replied, winking. "What did the Ucria tell you?" Taryn immediately changed the subject. "She told us her story, but not before neutralizing me and Ai
"The Sunauras were majestic creatures and managed to defeat and seal the power of the Ucrie. They confined him, but made a small sacrifice. They also had to confine the power of all other men, they bound it to the lives of those who later became the Old Men. As long as at least one of them remained alive, that power would never be released. Left alone and defenseless, Werod had to deal only with the Sunaura. A face-to-face confrontation, but despite the great power they had, they could not defeat him. When they were almost completely annihilated, the Sunaura combined their powers and one of them collected them to defeat him definitively, creating their own Bringan. The elected used all the power in his body to seal Werod.""Seal?" asked Taryn, confused."Killing Werod was impossible, so the Chosen One simply sealed him along with all his demonic creatures," Elhias explained."But not the Ucrie.""The Ucrie were now powerless and no longer posed any threat, and then they were human. Af
AthelstanAthelstan's chambers were dark when he entered with a servant in his ribs. While Athelstan took off his belt with his sword and rested it on the wooden table, the boy moved silently from one side of the room to the other, quickly lighting candles placed throughout the large space.After finishing with the candles and lighting the room thanks to them, the servant took leave leaving him alone.Huffing, Athelstan took off his tunic from above his head, remaining with his chest uncovered, sat down in the chair and poured some wine into the cup, emptying it immediately afterwards with a single sip.He raised his head to the ceiling and closed his eyes, breathing deeply. In a few days he would come face to face with Nathan Fannil and would have to swallow all the resentment and hatred that would certainly fill him. Pretend nothing, perhaps pulling out one of his brightest smiles, trying to control the impulse that would tell him to punch him until the prince had lost consciousness
Victoria opened her lips and Athelstan slipped his tongue into it, beginning to make her play with his as he placed his hands on the girl's hips and pushed her towards the bed. Meanwhile, Victoria ran her hands over his bare chest until she reached the laces of his pants which she began to untie frantically. Arriving near the bed, Athelstan pulled his mouth off hers and made her turn her back. He moved her hair to the side and lowered the tiny shoulder strap of her dress, as he bent down to kiss her bare collarbone, unfastening her bodice with his fingers. Victoria reached out and dipped her fingers into Athelstan's red hair as he continued to lick and suck the bare skin of her neck. When he finally finished with the last lace, the dress loosened and Athelstan slid it down from her body, slowly stroking with his palms the skin that was gradually freed from the light fabric. His mouth continued his fiery battle with the skin of her neck, kissing and sucking gently while with his hand
TarynTaryn slumped to the ground, her hands between the grass, as she breathed heavily, as if she had run all the walls at least a dozen times."It is not enough," Elhias said behind her, looking at the stone giant Taryn had created."Not enough?" asked Taryn, floundering for air."Don't get me wrong, aesthetically it's nice, but you get tired too easily and you can't bring it to life. Form doesn't count if it doesn't move," replied the king, approaching the figure of motionless stone.He touched it with a fist, dropping some soil. "But maybe I asked you something too complicated," he continued, reflecting to himself.Taryn got back on her feet and summoned all the power that vibrated within her body. As Elhias watched the stone giant with a raised eyebrow, paying no attention to her, Taryn took that power and placed it inside the stone giant, praying that it would begin to move.In response, the giant moved an arm trying to hit Elhiàs but quickly dodged him, moving to the side. The
"I hadn't considered this new situation," he admitted after some silence."The brilliant mind of Aeris who didn't think of this?" asked Taryn, pretending to be upset. "What a disgrace," she continued, mocking him."I admit my lack," he said, making a blatant gesture."If you weren't too busy shaping your muscles, you'd have thought about it sooner." Taryn folded her arms to her chest and looked at him with innocence.Elhias gave a mischievous smile. "And deprive yourself of such a view?" he insinuated, pointing to his body. "Never allow me not to satisfy a lady."Taryn laughed and punched him lightly on the arm."So you're going to try again?" asked Taryn, changing the subject."Better. We will try," Elhias said, his eyes shining."But I don't know how to do anything," Taryn declared, frowning."It won't help. It will be enough for you to be there so that I can channel your power and use it as I please. Maybe the two of us can destroy that damn barrier," he said, nodding to himself."