EleusisMortal RealmApophis’ Dwelling•PHAELIN• Eleusis. I wandered my sight as we arrived at the abode of Apophis. I pulled the reins of the pegasuses and I leaped from my chariot as I struck an Apophian with the Xiphos. I felt no fear as I stepped on the battleground. Foes screamed in pain clutching their agonizing wounds as I hit them with my daggers. One of the enemies rushed towards my direction and I swung my sword to behead him. I cast a death wave and the Apophians in front of me fell to the ground in full torment. “Perish in my hands!” I yelled as I pierced the core of an enemy beside me. I felt an arrow pass by my left ear, and I turned around. I dodged as the
EleusisMortal RealmApophis’ Dwelling•PHAELIN• The Apophians cowered in fear as they witnessed the immense azure flame wrapping my existence. I sprinted toward the direction of Apophis before he could even rise upright. I struck him with an obsidian orb, and I saw both of them leap backward. Bryndis and Naeitha attacked them as well. It was the chance, and I took it. I rushed and had Lothaire in my arms and he was half-conscious. Denali hurried beside me, and he produced a sphere of defense around us. I pulled the knife on the axilla of my husband, and he screamed in agony. Arwald and the other gods charged at Behitha and Apophis. I took out the Panacea the goddess of wisdom and knowledge gave beforehand. I lifted the head of my husband whilst his eyes remained closed. I placed the vial in front of his lips as I poured the carmine liquid. “I am here,” I told him. “My love…” he said in a stuttering voice whilst tears fell from his eyes. He
“Custard Apple…” I uttered as I saw a platter of Cherimoya. It granted my nose a sweet scent and taste of vanilla. “The fruit is intended for the ceremony, my lady,” he replied. “I reckon you offered them once to the goddess,” I stated whilst referring to his former consort, “She ate seven seeds.” “Indeed,” he responded, “She consumed seven seeds as an assurance of her return here in my realm.” “It made her bound here…” I softly uttered. “Not at all, little flower,” he countered, “If it made her bound here she would not be able to visit the land of the living.” I slowly nodded in his statement. “However, she failed to come back…” I barely whispered. “This day and age, I would be offering them to you,” he replied. “If I accept it, I solely hope there would be no other goddess you would offer them as well,” I stated and he let out quite a smirk. “Worry on no account, little flower,” he confiden
•PHAELIN• THE DAY BEFORE THE DESTINED ENCOUNTER I took small steps as I wandered in the ruins of an ancient temple. The place was familiar. The soothing breeze made me halt. “Phaelin…” A voice once again. I turned my back to see who it was. Then, I saw a stern and unyielding man walking towards me. Lothaire. He was holding his helmet and his onyx-colored cape danced with the wind. The rhythm and weight of his footsteps matches with the beat I feel on my chest. I met his calm gaze. “Why am I here?” I asked. He stopped and stood in front of me. He replied, “You do not have to know.” “Why are we here?” I asked once again, emphasizing the first word. Every graceful blink of his eyelashes makes me want to be drowned in his profound, eerily serene eyes. Always a relentlessly cold combination of azure and ash. He gave me a deep sigh and smiled, “You would not understand and the Weavers would not let me declare it.”
Mortal Realm City of Lucien Phaelin’s House •PHAELIN• Their song hummed inside my head. Guests circled around my being as I was about to make a wish. However, there was oddity in everything. My whole existence could sense a thing. I deeply tried to ignore it, but I could not. Slowly, their voices faded in my ears. I can only hear the beat inside my chest and the way I breathe. “I wish to know my true purpose—to successfully find the answers I am seeking. I wish to know who I truly am,” I uttered inside my head and gently opened my eyes. The indistinct sounds went clear. I looked at everybody. At that moment, I blew the candle. A strong wind passed by for a second and it made everyone halt. Its coldness brought shivers to our spine. Some of the glasses fell from the tables. The hanging decorations moved. The silence was quite deafening. “The weather was fair earlier,” Marquis wondered. I was still staring at th
Underworld realmLothaire’s DemesnePalace •PHAELIN• The scent of Earth and sweet-smelling fruits lingered on my nose. As I slowly regained consciousness in the arms of a being wearing a recognizable helmet, I could hear a symphony of distinct voices. I gently opened my eyes and tried to focus on what was occurring. As he took large steps, he took big breaths. He grasps me in his embrace like a bride being carried by her groom. I carefully observed where we were heading, keenly not making movements. The voices were still singing like an orchestra, bringing pleasure to my ears. He took steps on the stairs before finally stopping in front of a massive entrance. It was filled with ornate patterns of metals and gems. The doors opened by themselves. A group of people stood before us and greeted in unison, “Welcome to the Palace!” they exclaimed. All of them bowed in harmony. I tried to be steady as confusion filled my thoughts. I failed to remember a single thing about a palace nor pl
Underworld RealmLothaire's DemesneThrone Room•LOTHAIRE• In the realm of the living, it was already dawn. Phaelin remained dormant in her chamber. I sat on my throne, smiling, recalling the events of the previous night. The supper we had seemed like a reunion for both of us. Her presence made me feel at ease. The dinner was a lengthy discussion and explanation. However, I would take some time and wait patiently. I understand she is still perplexed by the events. Mortals are delicate beings, and I cannot predict her since she is one. Everything should be taken slowly and carefully. I cannot afford to lose a thing too precious. I recalled our exchange of words as I escorted her back to her chamber to rest. “Thank you…” she mouthed as I opened the door for her. The dinn
Underworld Realm Lothaire's Palace Library •LOTHAIRE• Waiting feels like an eternity. I could not hold my fire. She did not open her door, nor did she want anything from the servants. Hence, I left a scroll containing the message that if she ever wishes to hear enlightenment on what she saw, I will be anticipating her in the palace’s library. The possibility for her not to appear pricks every vein I have in my body. However, what I need is optimism. I stared at the shelf full of books. I knew the hard bounds will enthrall her so I brought her here. I patiently sat and gazed at the surroundings. After a few minutes of ever and a day, I heard slow footsteps from the hallway and it brought a tremor to my core. She might be furious or she might be utter her desire to leave. I am afraid of where our discourse will lead both of us, above all. Within a second, the door opened, revealing a breathtaking beauty. Phaelin walked towards my direction—every step rhythmic