Walking into the queen's chamber, she tried to lighten up her countenance to avoid suspicions, but she could only hide her expression, not her heart."You sent for me, my queen!" Zaiya bowed with her face to the ground. The queen urged her to rise immediately."I have watched you grow as a child under my care. You were nurtured as a royal born and have always dinned from the table of royals since childhood. Such privilege and favour can only be given to a child of my own blood" She paused for a while, studying Zaiya's face carefully."Thank you for your immeasurable kindness, My queen. You have bestowed such great honour on me since birth. I shall continue to be a humble fealty to the throne as long as i live" Zaiya bowed again"I presume you know your fate child? Every immortal does" Zaiya nods in affirmation."What if I change your fate? You know it's not too difficult for me, I'm the fates queen""As a child, I was born with the fate of steel and bloodbath. Meaning I was destine
She dreamt of that endless moment of having him by her side when she wakes up. Fluttering her open, he was gone, like he wasn't there in the first place. She recalled how they made love. His scent persisted all over the room. The thought of it endlessly interfered with her present reasoning, but she didn't seem to care.She leaps on her bed excitedly, and constantly Pats her hands on her reddened cheek. The rest of the day seemed hopeful, he had promised to be back in a while. As time rolled by, boredom slowly crept it's way into her. On earth, she had places to go, like the movies. But out here, She had no one to mingle with. Her supposedly little sister would do anything in her power to see her gone forever.She paced to and fro, trying to get busy. She opened the door to her room and closed it. She did that over and over again, until she got bored and moved on to the next plaything she could find. She approached an object which seemed like a large mirror, and peered closely at
Zula'an had entered the world of void where his mind, strength and weakness were being tested. He meditated, fought his darkness, cultivated his abilities and searched his flaws. As he drank of the up-flowing waters, it was revealed to him, the future regarding his reign, the dangers ahead.In one of the revelation, he saw Dahlia's death. She was stabbed by a flamming sword.The thought of seeing her hurt troubled him greatly that he could no longer focus on what was ahead of him. He tried to resist the thoughts as they were his deepest weakness. Only when he survived this tests and come back victoriously, could he truly protect her from whatever it was that he saw. Still, the thoughts persisted, haunting and testing his limits. Sensing this would happen, he had meditated for a long time to clear his mind of her; now, it was all back in a flash. His mother did promise to keep her safe after all. With this, he found hope and calm.Just when he thought thinking about her were his g
The maids escorted her into her into the Queen's chamber and bids her wait, as they goes to tell the Queen of her arrival. As she waits, she reflects on Zaiya's words. She couldn't help but wonder what she did wrong to have deserved the cruel fate of death."Maybe i should stop now" She thought. Before she could think further, tears streaked down her cheek. "Why didn't you warn me of your father's plans? Would you have had me die before you do?" Lia asked rhetorically. Still she thought it was for the best, maybe he didn't want her to feel insecure and haunted."Dahlia?" A gentle voice called from behind. She turned to see the queen standing close to her. Building up her confidence, she tried to suppress the tears and pretend nothing was wrong, but her confidence failed, her tears ran even more. "Nobody said it would be easy" The Queen comforted, sensing her fears and doubt."I know what transpired between You and Zaiya. Your conversations""You do?" Lia asked surprised."Yes, I
It all began in the heavens, with total darkness. Then, a flick of light appeared revealing a tiny magical flower possessing life and great powers. Every season, it blossoms and sheds; breeding gods of different abilities. Until one day it bore a wind force. That was the beginning of evil. To curb the great evil gone rogue, another greater god emerged, born of the same flower that held the universe up on its feet and gave it, it's form. History called him “The sick god”. His internal energy was too much that it made him sick and he searched for what to create to relieve himself. He made the magical kingdom of kings; from two third of his powers still, he could not help himself. He needed love to make him complete. Off he wandered to the nearest inhabitant planet where he met smaller gods seeking shelter from the wind force; an evil seeking to devour the soul. To all the planets he saved, he gathered together; they made up the kingdom of kings and he ruled them. Years after the ki
On earth, he gained fame, wealth and all one could ever need to lead a happy life. But he was angry, shattered and torn. He kept himself isolated in the dark. He is the night roamer, protector of earth and the beloved idol of millions. PRESENTLY“Wake up! It’s your first day at work, better don’t be late!” Katy yelled, bringing the alarm close to her ear. Lia pushed her aside and stands up sluggishly, dragging her feet as she heads to the bathroom. “Cold water again?” She murmured as she pushed the shower button. She got admitted into the university last week; she knew she needed money to make it work. Two days ago, she got a job from one of the job sites she stumbled upon as a house keeper. She was selected, interviewed, and followed by the resumption date, Monday, eight o'clock am.As the shower flushed down the soapy foams on her hair, so many thoughts ran through her mind like what to wear, what to do with her hair, and all the girls stuff. As she contemplated, Katy’s voice br
It was a bright and sunny morning. The entire school yard blazed with noises and busy feet of people, finding their ways to their deal of the day. Some engaged in different sporting activities, while others piled up in different corners having fun. Lia made her way to class, selecting her footsteps timidly as she walked. She could tell all eyes were scanning oddly at her, as she wandered confusedly from one school building to another, looking for the DEAN's office in-between building which looked pretty much alike. Everything seemed quite different from high school, only a few persons noticed the new girl in class. After few days of studying the environment, she noticed there were four categories of people in the school “The rude guys, the rich guys, the popular guys and the quiet guys" often referred to as the scapegoat. “Really, things aren't too different from high school after all, just some few matured faces and things done a little bit in an advanced way” she thought with a
As she walks into class, the strange guy of few days ago was seated not too far from the window. Of course, that was his regular position. She tried not to look and pretend he wasn't there at all, at least for once in her life. But her eyes would not cooperate, she failed herself as her eyes were constantly drifting and lurking around him, paying attention to every details about him. When she accidentally made eye contact with him, she shivered with fright and averted her gaze as fast as she could. But the weird feelings in her heart were not exempted from this, It was as if time froze, trapping her in the ensnarement of those cold and ruthless eyes of his, like a spell.In as much as she wanted to retain the beautiful memory of their eye contact locked in her head, she could vividly remember the dangers she saw in those eyes. That one contact, yet it was so piercing and domineering, like he intends to push her into his submission with those stares.“He is always staring at me, but