CHAPTER II: THE GLEAMING SIEGE (2)
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CHAPTER II: THE GLEAMING SIEGE (2)
´The holiday passed, and everything ended up being a success. I was very tired, and I fell asleep almost immediately that I touched my bed. That night the currents of darkness and cold dreams covered my sleep. An abrupt and accelerated journey crossed my mind, and the dreams that lulled the silence of the night were covered with nightmares that invaded my tyranny. My innocence was marked, and my order was perpetuated. He only saw dozens of dark creatures, treasuring the final moment of oblivion. An act perpetuated between slander, while the traces of lurid delusion ran through my calm nerves.
So I got up, abrupt and accelerated; with the shocking sound of an eerie lightning that covered the crust of the firmament. And in front of me, a shadow of a man was hiding in the darkness. I knew immediately who it was, but my heart did not stop pumping back, because the sinister energy that covered the silhouette, I had never perceived it so dark, on the outline of a creepy and decayed being.
"Pasithea,"
"Ss – yes, my king?"
"Follow me now."
The man continued down the creepy hallway. I got out of bed, as fast as I could. I was tremendously nervous. Amsiret is not like that. This dark style, with which she walked, with which she looked at her own strength, with which she cursed in whispers the walking of her steps, was ridiculously terrifying. Her gaze was down, but she couldn't tell from her expressions what was happening.
I followed him down the hall, until we reached the spiral staircase. She went down the ladder, but my steps were a few behind her. I knew something had happened, I knew that a tragedy had happened. I knew something was about to face. We arrived at the royal gate; and for some reason, he wanted me close to him; Well, I didn't understand, but my heart feared the worst.
"I do not want you to say a single word when we enter," exclaimed the king. "You understand me?"
"Yes sir,"
I knew right away. The king wanted me as a witness. But, witness, what for? An accomplice to what? What was happening? I didn't understand, and as my mind tried to calm the moment, the king opened the door as hard as he could. The blow instantly woke up the queen of the north, looking our way.
"Amsiret, what is it honey?" exclaimed Marlina.
But the king said nothing. He stepped inside slowly, and began to walk under to the nearby shelf. Marlina looked at me, and we both said at the moment with our eyes, a terrible feeling of fear. The storm increased and lightning was approaching the roof of our kingdom, while the king of the north opened a nearby drawer. The wood squeaks as if it was trying to take its eyes off its surroundings. And from it I took out two objects; one flat, the other elongated. In his right hand, he held a scroll. A small letter; it looked old and decayed. And in his hand in his left hand, a strange object, which he kept on his back. She grabbed the letter, and spread it on the curtains in the dark room, aided by the present candles, and intriguing thunder.
"What does this mean Marlina?" exclaims the king.
"Where did you get that?"
"I asked you a question," exclaims Amsiret.
"Amsiret listen to me"
"Where were you this afternoon Marlina?" exclaims Amsiret.
“I was in the river, I was in–
"You were with her weren't you?" exclaims Amsiret. "Did you bring him the little letter, which he wrote you a long time ago?"
"Amsiret–
"And to think that all these years, all this time I had chosen true love," exclaims Amsiret. "And it turns out, that love was keeping this all this time, because it turns out that this love is a fallacy and a lie!"
"Amsiret listen to me!" exclaims the queen. "I wasn't with her!"
"Liar!"
The king then, took the object out of the darkness, and drew a small knife that frightened the power of light and radiance. Marlina tried to cast a spell of light, which the king deflected to the back of where I was and had thrown me to try to stop him. The spell hit me, aimed at me, and quickly threw me into the corner knocking me unconscious.
I opened my eyes, and the kings struggled with each other. Marlina gets up as she can, and forces the king to throw the forced knife aside, the kings began to cast spells on each other; knocking down the columns and the inner ceilings of the great royal room. He crawled as he could through the rubble of insatiable might.
In the course of the event, I managed to emanate my sight a little to the right, and the king had the queen hanged in front of him with a spell. The cold current of the night entered between the window and the royal, and the queen's face was singularly submerged between the wandering father of darkness and death.
I got up as best I could, and pushed a nearby wardrobe towards the king. The wardrobe was hit and smashed to pieces, releasing the queen from the air, breaking free of the suffocating spell. But just when I was going to see to the queen, Amsiret abruptly waved his left hand, and a wind blast threw me toward the end of the room; right behind them.
The king was left alone with the queen. The queen began to take step after step, defeated and suffocated. Approaching the actual window; The king opened the window with the might of his hands. The queen of light was surrendered, and every step she took was getting closer to witnessing her end. To the next stir, of a dark night.
"Amsiret listen to me, it's not what it seems!" Marlina exclaims. "Arach is a traitor!"
"Like you!" exclaims Amsiret. “I'm going to end this one by one. You've taken my heart out of me! You have taken my life! But remember, I am the king of this island Marlina! And anyone who stands between betrayal and oblivion, you will pay the consequences of the affliction! And he will not do it in this realm, but in the realm of death! "
Cornered, Marlina tried to defend herself one last time with her golden fists. She was on the verge of falling, and couldn't take it anymore. The kings were struggling at the top of the abyss of the tower, when I remembered that in my pocket I had the sacred mirror, I quickly took it out, and it had a golden effulgence, ready to be attracted by the queen. The queen looked at me, and immediately thought what she had thought. She tilted me with her gaze, and I quickly threw the mirror. This followed a might directly to the queen. Floating in the mysticism of the moment, attracted by the force of the goddess; The mirror was reaching the queen when, from one oment to another, with his back turned, the king extends his hand. Catch the mirror in midair, he pointed the magic weapon quickly at the chest of his beloved pendant, and with a sinister look he exclaimed,
ITHILIEM HAYELIN
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