Xanth sat uneasily on the chair in Lillian’s small but warm house and opposite him sat Syrana, Kye could not sit and Iris busied herself by the window keeping a keen eye on the rest of the Khiones who had positioned themselves outside to guard the place. Xanth had one elbow propped on the table and his head resting in his palm, his head felt light and his thoughts swam in his head making the feeling even worse, what he had just been told today felt more than a bomb shell.He sighed heavily.Kye leaned on the kitchen counter with his arms crossed and a tight frown on his face, he wished he could unhear what he had heard, he wished desperately that it was not true but he trusted Syrana so much that he could not doubt her, it has to be true.It was true.“You’ve known this for how long now?” Kye asked her to which she sighed and looked up to Xanth.“Not long, I only suspected a while but it’s true, I could not deny it.”“My mother,” Xanth choked as he spoke and lifted his head up to face
“I’m freezing!” Lyra shouted out to Ryder who was walking on ahead of her. He stopped and turned around to look at her and then he gave a sigh. Of course she would be freezing, she barely had any clothes on. She had ripped the dress to make it shorter, had no shoes on and the only thing worthy of keeping the cold at bay was the thick cloak he had made her wear.“We are nearing the edge of the forest, into Zagaroth Mountain, it is always cold there. Erstonia is far up North and always covered in ice and blizzards.” He told her.One eye brow came up and she shook her head. “Okay, and? How does that help me right now?”The cold came from the ground to her exposed feet, she curled her toes in response and hugged the cloak tighter around her body now regretting why she had disposed of those worn out muddy shoes but then wearing wet shoes was way worse than being bare feet. She sighed.They could see the sea of white snow just past the trees ahead of them and Lyra heaved a sigh of relief th
The snow this year had come earlier and fell more, so much so that it had already built up to two feet in depth. The sun was high above their heads and it offered a little bit of warmth even though it was far felt, Tezani sat upright on her horse right behind General Mavrek who was leading the small group journeying away from Kilead, to the north in the direction of Fang peek.The reason they were journeying there was to meet up with Ryder and to find out why the sacrifice had not happened because just the other day they had felt a tremendous tremble, the earth had quaked and there was a low rumble like a groaning sounds. The people had been terrified and the elders had been agitated. She remembered she had been in bed with the general in his room just as it had happened and right away he had called for a meeting with the other generals and the elders.The tremble had meant one thing and one thing only; Ryder had still not completed the sacrifice, some even wondered if he had made it
Finding Axeris and Khiones together was an impossible sight except if one race was dead and the other was alive and standing over the corpse, but finding Axeris and Khiones working together was more than impossible yet it was where Iris, Xanth, Syrana and her Khione warriors found themselves in as they made their way through Oerth forest.It was very obvious and clear that the tension hanging in the air above them was heated enough to melt the snow and chase away the cold - which it literally did - but the party had a common goal and working together would help them in achieving their common goal faster, and the faster they achieved that goal, the faster they could be away from each other. But in the small tensed group, none was more disgusted than Kye.It was an irritation he didn’t bother to hide.“How long do you think it would take us to get to the other side of the forest?” Xanth asked Syrana as he slowed down to walk beside her.“Whenever we get to the other side, we get to th
“To be honest, we never actually had the thought of seeing you here.”“We assumed the proud ruler of Astaroth would never leave his kingdom except if he was going into war.” they chuckled and so did Ryder but without any joy. “But here you are, in the flesh and bone and blood!”It was far from being a party, and it was even lesser than a get together as they were only four men in the extremely large room. Borox led them, he ruled these band of outsiders, exiled from Erstonia and forced to take shelter within the cold caves of Zagaroth mountains. But here, he had built for themselves a fortress, and here, he was know as the king of the exiled.He trusted only two other people, and they were present in the room with him and Ryder. It had been hundred of years since they had had the pleasure of hosting Ryder, and although they were merry about it, Borox could not deny the uneasiness about Ryder. The feared Lord of Astaroth was troubled. And what could trouble an Axeris more than the fast
Iris still walked with a limp, the wound had sealed up but she still felt the pain on the inside. She was angry, that much was very obvious to see and she walked ahead of the group, nobody spoke, they all walked in silence, Syrana and Xanth walked behind Iris, Kye and the other few Khione warriors that had not been picked off by Indie walked behind.“Iris,” Xanth called out. “You don’t have to be stubborn about allowing Syrana help you with the injury you have.”“What injury do you speak of, Xanth?” she threw over her shoulder.“Iris…” he called again but Syrana placed a hand on his to stop him, and then with a smile, she said.“If she won’t admit to having an injury, then she doesn’t need my help, Xanth.”Iris scoffed. “At least we have a smart one among us.”Xanth frowned at Iris’ remark, he could not understand why she was being this hostile, maybe it was the fact that she had been seemingly humiliated by Indie, or ti was the fact that she had done it through a possessed Khione war
Erstonia was just as cold as its climate, and it was not just about the snow, it was its people, their energies and aura, the empty streets and silence as they rode through the city heading toward the castle which sat right in the middle of the kingdom. They could not help the chill that climbed up their spines, feeling like they had just entered a plagued city.“Where are the people?” Syrana could not help but ask as the city held no sign of life within it, not even clothes hanging out on the wires to dry.“In their homes, away from the cold.” Replied an Erstonian soldier. He had the reins of the horse Syrana and Iris shared in his hand as he led them through the city.“It looks like a deserted place, it’s dead.” Xanth pointed out and a soldier close to him sent him a chilling glare. He scoffed.“Better than the place you come from, I bet,” he said and spat.Xanth shook his head and turned his attention from the soldier, then under his breath, said. “Not even close.”Iris was still p
It was freezing, the snow was heavy, and her dress was a burden, a burden she knew she could not get rid of. Should not get rid of it if she wanted to survive this place. She didn’t know where she was nor where she was going, but anywhere away from Ryder and his men would be fine with her.She struggled through the snow, and her vision was blurred by her tears. She was hurt and felt betrayed, to think he had forcefully taken her from Dragonsbane to Astaroth and made her come on this very tedious journey, only for her to find out that they had been on their way to sacrifice her to some dead god they worship.She tugged on her dress in anger, her feet were cold and so were her fingers, and she could barely feel any sensation in them, or any blood coursing through them. She knew she should keep warm but she just really needed to feel the cold just a bit longer.She stopped and panted, she could see her breath, and she could feel her anger“Ryder!” she screamed out loud and collapsed onto