CHAPTER
*************************
THE PLAN
*************************
ELPHISIUS
**************************
It’s been more than four weeks now and I have barely
heard any reasonable report about the other golden
destiny. The only rumor going around town which
appears to have any substance is that he has somehow
found his way to the forgotten lands which explains a
lot of mysteries. The strange magic I felt some weeks
back must be from that empty space and the old lady
with the man must be one of those guardians. I should
have known all this time that it must have been them
trying to have control over what they think it’s theirs
to guide. That ageless woman, Anna must be behind all
of this. I am only surprised at her timing, why did it
take this long for her to come for him. The whole thing
could have been a little different if Lucien had found
the man instead of his daughter which he wanted.
Anna’s decisions might be questionable; Lucien’s on the
other hand makes no sense. He has been strangely quiet
about the man for some time now, and unless I remind
him he seems not to be interested in the matter.
Rather, the urge to watch the domain of the north
kingdom seems to be his top priority.
The man is becoming more interested in petty politics
than insuring his life. He has never been this negligent
before and instead of him to correct his mistakes, he is
ignoring them. I thought he had taken care of the
problem until I found out some days ago that one of his
cherished w.hores is now with the hunter in the
forgotten lands. Revealing the fact that he is watching
the man through one of the most hated set of beings
alive is complete foolhardy, Lucien is slowly losing what
actually set apart him from his father – his wisdom.
How could he allow the gordand inside the walls of that
enchanted place when he is very aware that he cannot
get across through anyone there? if he was so
interested in watching the man who can actually defeat
him grow in power, why not have him brought to his
palace where only him can see him and have the man
protected from the numerous minds who seek to kill
him.
With the right teachings and the right motivation, that
hunter can be used to cause considerable damage to
Lucien and might even end up killing him. Lucien is
becoming too confident in his powers and allowing that
men get into those unbreakable walls shows the highest
form of arrogance. He barely listens to me anymore
after he found out about my resolve to get to the
roots of how the hunter got his powers. He probably
thinks I am after his throne but what would an old man
like me want with a cursed throne? Anyway, my
findings amounted to nothing. There was nothing within
his parents to suggest that they had any trace of
powers. Yes, both were ungifted but like I earlier
thought, many ungifted ones have gotten married but
none of those unions have resulted in any golden
destiny. How he got his powers is still a mystery but I
am certain, one person has the answer to that question
– Anna, my former teacher.
**************************************
THE UNKNOWN
**************************************
“What is the report on what I asked you to do?” I
asked Angell.
“We know of about fifteen of them whom were sent
here by the mad king but we believe they are more. We
paid a mob to attack them but we made sure they
weren’t killed, just as you requested.” He replied.
I nodded and wave my hands to dismiss him. Lucien had
the nerve to send in men into my kingdom and the
foolish men were so arrogant, they actually stationed
themselves around most corners in my palace to watch
my every move. Angell was right, their number must
surely be more than fifteen,the young king is not
stupid however arrogant he is. He must have more in
other parts of the city watching me. He only sent those
fifteen to my palace to carry out his message of his
invincibility and the fact that he knows of my failure to
get the hunter. Melfisius really let me down and now
the arrogant king knows I am coming for him. Well, I
might not have liked the fact that he knows, but
knowledge about it will provide for a good game of wits,
one I rarely lose.
I have replied in like fashion by arranging for the men
in my palace to be beaten and I am certain he must be
aware of that now. I will like to see his next move. One
way or another, I will have the powers of either golden
destiny.
“You called for me, my king.” I turned from my window
to see Rachel, one of my most trusted spies.
“Yes, what news do you have for me concerning the
other golden destiny?”
“Well, he is quite the character. He is not loved by
many in the forgotten lands as scaring one of the
leaders there with a powerful bolt of lightning and
having feelings for a gordand didn’t give him off in a
good light.”
“A gordand is there in the forgotten lands and she is
still alive?”
“Yes, she came with him and she still breathes because
Anna doesn’t want to hurt the hunter by killing the
woman. It appears there is something between the both
of them.”
I was beyond shocked to know that Lucien had someone
watching the man which explains why he wasn’t
interested in getting the man in the first place. What
stupid game is this young man playing here? Why allow
what can kill him move around freely? Did he anticipate
me going for the man? Because if he did, I have just
confirmed what he expected. This is bad, very bad.
“How is the man, is he getting powerful?”
“It’s hard to say but the reports haven’t been good. He
is said to be slow in learning and this will surely hinder
whatever Anna has in mind for him. He is difficult to
see and rarely ever leaves the quarters. The few times
I have seen him though, I could tell he was putting on
what he wanted people to see. The man is more than
what people believe him to be.”
“So, you think he is putting on an act?” “Yes, I believe
so.”
“Alright, continue to watch him and try to find out
what made him accept the invitation from the
guardians.”
She kissed my hand and found her way back into the
darkness through which she came. The man will be
difficult to get, as most people know little or nothing
about him. The only way to get what I desire now is
through the only path that has been staring at me to
walk through for a long time now: The path that never
has disappointed me, the path that will surely get the
arrogant king out of his palace, the old path of chaos
and destruction – the path of war.
******************************************
*************************
THE PLAN
*************************
ELPHISIUS
**************************
It’s been more than four weeks now and I have barely
heard any reasonable report about the other golden
destiny. The only rumor going around town which
appears to have any substance is that he has somehow
found his way to the forgotten lands which explains a
lot of mysteries. The strange magic I felt some weeks
back must be from that empty space and the old lady
with the man must be one of those guardians. I should
have known all this time that it must have been them
trying to have control over what they think it’s theirs
to guide. That ageless woman, Anna must be behind all
of this. I am only surprised at her timing, why did it
take this long for her to come for him. The whole thing
could have been a little different if Lucien had found
the man instead of his daughter which he wanted.
Anna’s decisions might be questionable; Lucien’s on the
other hand makes no sense. He has been strangely quiet
about the man for some time now, and unless I remind
him he seems not to be interested in the matter.
Rather, the urge to watch the domain of the north
kingdom seems to be his top priority.
The man is becoming more interested in petty politics
than insuring his life. He has never been this negligent
before and instead of him to correct his mistakes, he is
ignoring them. I thought he had taken care of the
problem until I found out some days ago that one of his
cherished w.hores is now with the hunter in the
forgotten lands. Revealing the fact that he is watching
the man through one of the most hated set of beings
alive is complete foolhardy, Lucien is slowly losing what
actually set apart him from his father – his wisdom.
How could he allow the gordand inside the walls of that
enchanted place when he is very aware that he cannot
get across through anyone there? if he was so
interested in watching the man who can actually defeat
him grow in power, why not have him brought to his
palace where only him can see him and have the man
protected from the numerous minds who seek to kill
him.
With the right teachings and the right motivation, that
hunter can be used to cause considerable damage to
Lucien and might even end up killing him. Lucien is
becoming too confident in his powers and allowing that
men get into those unbreakable walls shows the highest
form of arrogance. He barely listens to me anymore
after he found out about my resolve to get to the
roots of how the hunter got his powers. He probably
thinks I am after his throne but what would an old man
like me want with a cursed throne? Anyway, my
findings amounted to nothing. There was nothing within
his parents to suggest that they had any trace of
powers. Yes, both were ungifted but like I earlier
thought, many ungifted ones have gotten married but
none of those unions have resulted in any golden
destiny. How he got his powers is still a mystery but I
am certain, one person has the answer to that question
– Anna, my former teacher.
**************************************
THE UNKNOWN
**************************************
“What is the report on what I asked you to do?” I
asked Angell.
“We know of about fifteen of them whom were sent
here by the mad king but we believe they are more. We
paid a mob to attack them but we made sure they
weren’t killed, just as you requested.” He replied.
I nodded and wave my hands to dismiss him. Lucien had
the nerve to send in men into my kingdom and the
foolish men were so arrogant, they actually stationed
themselves around most corners in my palace to watch
my every move. Angell was right, their number must
surely be more than fifteen,the young king is not
stupid however arrogant he is. He must have more in
other parts of the city watching me. He only sent those
fifteen to my palace to carry out his message of his
invincibility and the fact that he knows of my failure to
get the hunter. Melfisius really let me down and now
the arrogant king knows I am coming for him. Well, I
might not have liked the fact that he knows, but
knowledge about it will provide for a good game of wits,
one I rarely lose.
I have replied in like fashion by arranging for the men
in my palace to be beaten and I am certain he must be
aware of that now. I will like to see his next move. One
way or another, I will have the powers of either golden
destiny.
“You called for me, my king.” I turned from my window
to see Rachel, one of my most trusted spies.
“Yes, what news do you have for me concerning the
other golden destiny?”
“Well, he is quite the character. He is not loved by
many in the forgotten lands as scaring one of the
leaders there with a powerful bolt of lightning and
having feelings for a gordand didn’t give him off in a
good light.”
“A gordand is there in the forgotten lands and she is
still alive?”
“Yes, she came with him and she still breathes because
Anna doesn’t want to hurt the hunter by killing the
woman. It appears there is something between the both
of them.”
I was beyond shocked to know that Lucien had someone
watching the man which explains why he wasn’t
interested in getting the man in the first place. What
stupid game is this young man playing here? Why allow
what can kill him move around freely? Did he anticipate
me going for the man? Because if he did, I have just
confirmed what he expected. This is bad, very bad.
“How is the man, is he getting powerful?”
“It’s hard to say but the reports haven’t been good. He
is said to be slow in learning and this will surely hinder
whatever Anna has in mind for him. He is difficult to
see and rarely ever leaves the quarters. The few times
I have seen him though, I could tell he was putting on
what he wanted people to see. The man is more than
what people believe him to be.”
“So, you think he is putting on an act?” “Yes, I believe
so.”
“Alright, continue to watch him and try to find out
what made him accept the invitation from the
guardians.”
She kissed my hand and found her way back into the
darkness through which she came. The man will be
difficult to get, as most people know little or nothing
about him. The only way to get what I desire now is
through the only path that has been staring at me to
walk through for a long time now: The path that never
has disappointed me, the path that will surely get the
arrogant king out of his palace, the old path of chaos
and destruction – the path of war.
******************************************
**************************
ELLEN
**************************
I haven’t felt this helpless and powerless since my
ordeal with my uncles and his monstrous children. I
wasn’t sure of what I would do next as I had this
warning at the back of my mind that any single error in
whatever I was about to say next would surely not be
pleasant for me. Kieran had a wild look in his eyes like a
predator who has managed to put his prey where he
wanted. Where he held my arms were beginning to burn
and I couldn’t do anything to stop it as that might give
off a wrong impression. I put on a calm look to ease the
look of rage on his face and gently tried to pull my
arms from his firm hold. It’s important I keep some
distance between us as I would find it difficult to
create my words properly with those set of eyes burning
into mine. I managed to get what I wanted and when I
looked at where he held me some time ago, I saw
bruises. The sight brought back memories I never wished
to remember anymore and I felt like hurting this
arrogant, untamed man. But I decided otherwise, he
was determined to find out whatever he intended to
get from me and using magic to repel unpredictable
person such as himself will not be a wise decision. I will
use the bruises to my advantage and try to keep my
anger in check but I will return the favor in some other
way.
I walked away from him and feigned crying a little bit,
“You see the reason why I hate men so much, it’s
because they enjoy oppressing the weak. Look at what
you have done to a harmless woman when all you needed
to do was use that arrogant tongue of yours and ask
me what you want. There shouldn’t be any need for
this; I am not your enemy. I am your teacher, Kieran,
One of many who have sworn to protect you and guide
you to the light. I am truly disappointed in the methods
you employed to get what you want, you should know
that we are not one of your games, especially someone
like me.” I said and quickly looked away from him.
He didn’t utter a word after what I said and instead
came closer and held my arms again where he held
them before. I grimaced in pains and tried to get away
from him but he held on strongly.
“You have tasted pains but it wasn’t the physical ones
that actually hurt you, it was having your feelings
betrayed by the ones you thought should be protecting
you. It was the feeling that you were been used by the
ones that offered to protect you. That feeling, Ellen,
is what I am passing through currently. I am feeling
used by almost everyone around here, even the one who
has watched me over the years. I know where the
gordand stands which is why I feel free with her.
Claudia doesn’t seem to know she is being manipulated,
I do not know for certain what Anna wants from me
anymore but for you, its different altogether. You
claim to be after vengeance for a man you hardly knew
which in my opinion seems too far-fetched. If anyone
should seek for any personal vendetta towards the king,
it should be Claudia, so why take on a yoke which is not
yours?
What is surprising is how you seem to know how to
appeal to a certain part of me and leave the other
parts untouched. You have appealed to the brutal side
of me, the side I show only when I am either very
focused or when I have allowed something consume me
such as my desires and rage. I want to know how you
have knowledge of such things; else I will give you more
of the fire you have started.”
My plan didn’t work, he knew of what I did and if I
continue to run around what he wants, he might do
something I do not want to imagine and mother will be
greatly displeased if she gets to hear about it.
“You are a very simple man to understand. You give
your all in whatever you are doing which was what I saw
as you tried and tried until you found a way to heal
that woman. When you did that, you use a lot of your
gift which had a massive effect on your body. That
weakened the strength of the walls protecting you and
I was able to go into your mind without using the gates
of desire. The moment I went in, I felt the enormous
joy in you knowing that you had saved a life, I was
intrigued and decided to find out what could have
caused that and that was how I found about the rage,
the sorrow, the loss and the bitterness eating you up. I
was surprised at the sort of pain you grew up with and
concluded that we both had something in common. As
your training started, I expected to see you channeling
such feelings to your gift as we both know that’s what
brings out your powers but you didn’t do any of that.
Instead, you were trying really hard to put down those
feelings which were what prompted me to show you that
grave and my early life. It has proved to be working
and has made you become closer to your gift. I don’t
think I am using you here for anything, I only gave
reasons to why you should be angry and since they were
all true; your rage came out naturally. I don’t see
anything wrong in what I have done.”
I finished with the explanation he asked for. My heart
was beating really fast as I hoped he would believe what
I had just said but when he smiled, I knew he didn’t,
“Do you take me for a fool? I could have believed what
you said if it wasn’t for the fact that you made a flaw
in the beginning your speech. It’s not emotions that
ignite my gift, it’s my will. I call out to my gift like it
is another being inside of me. I was trying to keep my
rage not because it amplifies my gift but because I
tend to lose myself to it easily. So, it seems you have
discovered next to little or nothing about me on your
own, you were probably told all you know by someo………”
I knew what he was going to say next and if I allow him
complete it, I might yield to his demands and make me
tell him that mother is my informant. I must do
something to distract him before all the trust he has in
me crumble. Just as he was about to complete his
sentence, I closed the distance between us and lock my
lips with his. There was no other path; I had to use the
gates of desire once more to do what had to be done.
ELLEN
**************************
I haven’t felt this helpless and powerless since my
ordeal with my uncles and his monstrous children. I
wasn’t sure of what I would do next as I had this
warning at the back of my mind that any single error in
whatever I was about to say next would surely not be
pleasant for me. Kieran had a wild look in his eyes like a
predator who has managed to put his prey where he
wanted. Where he held my arms were beginning to burn
and I couldn’t do anything to stop it as that might give
off a wrong impression. I put on a calm look to ease the
look of rage on his face and gently tried to pull my
arms from his firm hold. It’s important I keep some
distance between us as I would find it difficult to
create my words properly with those set of eyes burning
into mine. I managed to get what I wanted and when I
looked at where he held me some time ago, I saw
bruises. The sight brought back memories I never wished
to remember anymore and I felt like hurting this
arrogant, untamed man. But I decided otherwise, he
was determined to find out whatever he intended to
get from me and using magic to repel unpredictable
person such as himself will not be a wise decision. I will
use the bruises to my advantage and try to keep my
anger in check but I will return the favor in some other
way.
I walked away from him and feigned crying a little bit,
“You see the reason why I hate men so much, it’s
because they enjoy oppressing the weak. Look at what
you have done to a harmless woman when all you needed
to do was use that arrogant tongue of yours and ask
me what you want. There shouldn’t be any need for
this; I am not your enemy. I am your teacher, Kieran,
One of many who have sworn to protect you and guide
you to the light. I am truly disappointed in the methods
you employed to get what you want, you should know
that we are not one of your games, especially someone
like me.” I said and quickly looked away from him.
He didn’t utter a word after what I said and instead
came closer and held my arms again where he held
them before. I grimaced in pains and tried to get away
from him but he held on strongly.
“You have tasted pains but it wasn’t the physical ones
that actually hurt you, it was having your feelings
betrayed by the ones you thought should be protecting
you. It was the feeling that you were been used by the
ones that offered to protect you. That feeling, Ellen,
is what I am passing through currently. I am feeling
used by almost everyone around here, even the one who
has watched me over the years. I know where the
gordand stands which is why I feel free with her.
Claudia doesn’t seem to know she is being manipulated,
I do not know for certain what Anna wants from me
anymore but for you, its different altogether. You
claim to be after vengeance for a man you hardly knew
which in my opinion seems too far-fetched. If anyone
should seek for any personal vendetta towards the king,
it should be Claudia, so why take on a yoke which is not
yours?
What is surprising is how you seem to know how to
appeal to a certain part of me and leave the other
parts untouched. You have appealed to the brutal side
of me, the side I show only when I am either very
focused or when I have allowed something consume me
such as my desires and rage. I want to know how you
have knowledge of such things; else I will give you more
of the fire you have started.”
My plan didn’t work, he knew of what I did and if I
continue to run around what he wants, he might do
something I do not want to imagine and mother will be
greatly displeased if she gets to hear about it.
“You are a very simple man to understand. You give
your all in whatever you are doing which was what I saw
as you tried and tried until you found a way to heal
that woman. When you did that, you use a lot of your
gift which had a massive effect on your body. That
weakened the strength of the walls protecting you and
I was able to go into your mind without using the gates
of desire. The moment I went in, I felt the enormous
joy in you knowing that you had saved a life, I was
intrigued and decided to find out what could have
caused that and that was how I found about the rage,
the sorrow, the loss and the bitterness eating you up. I
was surprised at the sort of pain you grew up with and
concluded that we both had something in common. As
your training started, I expected to see you channeling
such feelings to your gift as we both know that’s what
brings out your powers but you didn’t do any of that.
Instead, you were trying really hard to put down those
feelings which were what prompted me to show you that
grave and my early life. It has proved to be working
and has made you become closer to your gift. I don’t
think I am using you here for anything, I only gave
reasons to why you should be angry and since they were
all true; your rage came out naturally. I don’t see
anything wrong in what I have done.”
I finished with the explanation he asked for. My heart
was beating really fast as I hoped he would believe what
I had just said but when he smiled, I knew he didn’t,
“Do you take me for a fool? I could have believed what
you said if it wasn’t for the fact that you made a flaw
in the beginning your speech. It’s not emotions that
ignite my gift, it’s my will. I call out to my gift like it
is another being inside of me. I was trying to keep my
rage not because it amplifies my gift but because I
tend to lose myself to it easily. So, it seems you have
discovered next to little or nothing about me on your
own, you were probably told all you know by someo………”
I knew what he was going to say next and if I allow him
complete it, I might yield to his demands and make me
tell him that mother is my informant. I must do
something to distract him before all the trust he has in
me crumble. Just as he was about to complete his
sentence, I closed the distance between us and lock my
lips with his. There was no other path; I had to use the
gates of desire once more to do what had to be done.
**************************
KIERAN
**************************
I finally had her where I wanted and it was just a
matter of time before she reveals what I desired. She
made a mistake at the beginning of her speech which
made it quite easy for me to see through her lies. How
could she tell that my emotions ignite my gift? We have
never discussed anything like that in our teachings so
how could she come about such a conclusion. I smiled
after she was done with her lies and that alone made
her uncomfortable. I exposed the flaws in her speech
and as I was about to ask her who had been feeding
with what she thought she knew about me. She suddenly
came at me and pulled down my head while standing on
her toes and joined my lips with hers.
I didn’t see that coming and the moment her soft lips
touched mine, I felt that tingling sensation once more
moving through my body. I knew where this was going
and immediately, I pushed her back with quite some
force. Her feet weren’t well grounded to the floor as
she was on her toes while she kissed me. When I pushed
her back, she lost balance and fell to the floor. She hit
her head on the hard floor and the impact made her
scream. She held the part hurting her and started
murmuring some words I couldn’t hear. Her eyes were
wet and soon she started crying.
I got down quickly on my knees and tried to see the
extent of the hit but she slapped my hand. I went for
her head again and she did the same thing. I got tired
of her stubbornness and carried her off to the bed.
She was kicking and murmuring while I did but I held
on. She was still holding the part where she fell when I
sat on the bed and placed her upper body on my thighs.
I gently pushed her hands off and pulled her hair
sideways until I found the lump which was now a small
ball. A laugh nearly escaped my lips after seeing the
lump but I managed to suppress it. I pressed the lump
a little and she screamed, followed by another session
of tears. I laughed this time. She was in quite some
amount of pains; it seems she isn’t so tough after all. I
was carried away with my laughter I didn’t notice she
had suddenly stopped crying and she was staring at me
with so some much hate and rage. I was shocked and
immediately, I went about healing that part of my body
but surprisingly she wouldn’t let me. She stood up from
my body and said she was fine but her discomfort said
otherwise. Why does this woman thinks she can do it all?
Why refuse my help when she cannot heal herself?
She walked over to the mirror and tried to find the
lump, I watched as she tried in vain to find where it
was located but it couldn’t be seen by the mirror. I
thought I should apologize for how brutal I was towards
her, knowing what she had passed through when she was
younger. I felt this urge to wrap my hands around her
from behind and I did, which surprised her because I
felt her stiffen.
“I didn’t mean to push as hard as I did. I am sorry for
that.” I watched her stare back through the mirror but
she didn’t say anything, she just held my hands and
rocked her buttocks against my c.ock.
“I don’t care what you did, just make love to me,
Kieran.” Why does she feel I am attracted to her in the
first place?
She didn’t wait for me to make my decision; she turned
around quite fast for someone of her shape and quickly
put her lips on mine. The tingling sensation didn’t follow
this time but it need not to as I was already hard from
having her buttocks on my c.ock a while ago. As we
kissed, her hands were busy trying to pull off my
trousers. I stopped her hands and brought it back to
my neck. She wanted me to make love to her and not
fvck her. I carried off to the bed and separated from
her as I slowly took off her clothes without taking my
eyes off hers. I could see the fear in her eyes as I
took off the small clothes hiding her hairy wet hole
from me. I smiled to reassure her that I had no
intentions to hurt her. Slowly, I traced my way back to
her breasts using my tongue and when I lingered a
little around her firm twins, her breathing changed.
She was breathing fast and turning here and there on
the bed. I held her down firmly but not too hard to
leave bruises and went down to her hairy hole after
making her Tips red from my bites.
I parted her hairy hole and slotted my wet tongue in,
she moaned and closed her eyes immediately after I did
that and not long after she started moving her waist
back and forth to the movement of my tongue. I later
stopped when I felt she was ready for me and promptly
inserted my c.ock into her. She gasped and opened her
closed eyes as I went in slowly. Her eyes started to
water as I went in, probably the bad memories were
rushing back in full force. I didn’t stop but instead
leaned towards her and kissed her neck and chest as
she wouldn’t give me her lips. I went in slowly, careful
not to put my entire length in. Soon, she started
moving her waist along with my pace and that allowed
me go faster. She picked up pace and went along as
her moans slowly became screams. She suddenly
dragged me to her and pushed me sideways before
coming on top of me. She had this strange look in her
eyes which I couldn’t put meaning to. She climbed into
me and I allowed her take control. She fvcked me like
she was never going to see me again and it didn’t take
too long before I started groaning as my seed was
finding its way out into the world. I quickly tried to get
her off me but I couldn’t as she too was about to
release too. Her eyes were closed and her hands were
firm on my shoulders. I groaned deeply as my seed left
me and she screamed too as she released and fell on
me, completely spent. She kissed me before rolling over
and soon she fell asleep.
I stared at her beautiful face as it had finally gotten
the rest it deserved all these years. I looked away when
I was certain she was asleep and walked over to the
window to think. I actually did what she asked as I
thought sleeping with her would give me access into her
mind to get what I wanted but that wasn’t to be as I
was unable to get pass this wall around her. I tried but
I couldn’t, now the interesting thing was that the
magic wasn’t hers, it was someone else’s. Someone is
preventing me from knowing who Ellen’s informant is,
which confirmed my earlier suspicions. Someone is
watching me through Ellen, just who might this person
be?
*********************************************
KIERAN
**************************
I finally had her where I wanted and it was just a
matter of time before she reveals what I desired. She
made a mistake at the beginning of her speech which
made it quite easy for me to see through her lies. How
could she tell that my emotions ignite my gift? We have
never discussed anything like that in our teachings so
how could she come about such a conclusion. I smiled
after she was done with her lies and that alone made
her uncomfortable. I exposed the flaws in her speech
and as I was about to ask her who had been feeding
with what she thought she knew about me. She suddenly
came at me and pulled down my head while standing on
her toes and joined my lips with hers.
I didn’t see that coming and the moment her soft lips
touched mine, I felt that tingling sensation once more
moving through my body. I knew where this was going
and immediately, I pushed her back with quite some
force. Her feet weren’t well grounded to the floor as
she was on her toes while she kissed me. When I pushed
her back, she lost balance and fell to the floor. She hit
her head on the hard floor and the impact made her
scream. She held the part hurting her and started
murmuring some words I couldn’t hear. Her eyes were
wet and soon she started crying.
I got down quickly on my knees and tried to see the
extent of the hit but she slapped my hand. I went for
her head again and she did the same thing. I got tired
of her stubbornness and carried her off to the bed.
She was kicking and murmuring while I did but I held
on. She was still holding the part where she fell when I
sat on the bed and placed her upper body on my thighs.
I gently pushed her hands off and pulled her hair
sideways until I found the lump which was now a small
ball. A laugh nearly escaped my lips after seeing the
lump but I managed to suppress it. I pressed the lump
a little and she screamed, followed by another session
of tears. I laughed this time. She was in quite some
amount of pains; it seems she isn’t so tough after all. I
was carried away with my laughter I didn’t notice she
had suddenly stopped crying and she was staring at me
with so some much hate and rage. I was shocked and
immediately, I went about healing that part of my body
but surprisingly she wouldn’t let me. She stood up from
my body and said she was fine but her discomfort said
otherwise. Why does this woman thinks she can do it all?
Why refuse my help when she cannot heal herself?
She walked over to the mirror and tried to find the
lump, I watched as she tried in vain to find where it
was located but it couldn’t be seen by the mirror. I
thought I should apologize for how brutal I was towards
her, knowing what she had passed through when she was
younger. I felt this urge to wrap my hands around her
from behind and I did, which surprised her because I
felt her stiffen.
“I didn’t mean to push as hard as I did. I am sorry for
that.” I watched her stare back through the mirror but
she didn’t say anything, she just held my hands and
rocked her buttocks against my c.ock.
“I don’t care what you did, just make love to me,
Kieran.” Why does she feel I am attracted to her in the
first place?
She didn’t wait for me to make my decision; she turned
around quite fast for someone of her shape and quickly
put her lips on mine. The tingling sensation didn’t follow
this time but it need not to as I was already hard from
having her buttocks on my c.ock a while ago. As we
kissed, her hands were busy trying to pull off my
trousers. I stopped her hands and brought it back to
my neck. She wanted me to make love to her and not
fvck her. I carried off to the bed and separated from
her as I slowly took off her clothes without taking my
eyes off hers. I could see the fear in her eyes as I
took off the small clothes hiding her hairy wet hole
from me. I smiled to reassure her that I had no
intentions to hurt her. Slowly, I traced my way back to
her breasts using my tongue and when I lingered a
little around her firm twins, her breathing changed.
She was breathing fast and turning here and there on
the bed. I held her down firmly but not too hard to
leave bruises and went down to her hairy hole after
making her Tips red from my bites.
I parted her hairy hole and slotted my wet tongue in,
she moaned and closed her eyes immediately after I did
that and not long after she started moving her waist
back and forth to the movement of my tongue. I later
stopped when I felt she was ready for me and promptly
inserted my c.ock into her. She gasped and opened her
closed eyes as I went in slowly. Her eyes started to
water as I went in, probably the bad memories were
rushing back in full force. I didn’t stop but instead
leaned towards her and kissed her neck and chest as
she wouldn’t give me her lips. I went in slowly, careful
not to put my entire length in. Soon, she started
moving her waist along with my pace and that allowed
me go faster. She picked up pace and went along as
her moans slowly became screams. She suddenly
dragged me to her and pushed me sideways before
coming on top of me. She had this strange look in her
eyes which I couldn’t put meaning to. She climbed into
me and I allowed her take control. She fvcked me like
she was never going to see me again and it didn’t take
too long before I started groaning as my seed was
finding its way out into the world. I quickly tried to get
her off me but I couldn’t as she too was about to
release too. Her eyes were closed and her hands were
firm on my shoulders. I groaned deeply as my seed left
me and she screamed too as she released and fell on
me, completely spent. She kissed me before rolling over
and soon she fell asleep.
I stared at her beautiful face as it had finally gotten
the rest it deserved all these years. I looked away when
I was certain she was asleep and walked over to the
window to think. I actually did what she asked as I
thought sleeping with her would give me access into her
mind to get what I wanted but that wasn’t to be as I
was unable to get pass this wall around her. I tried but
I couldn’t, now the interesting thing was that the
magic wasn’t hers, it was someone else’s. Someone is
preventing me from knowing who Ellen’s informant is,
which confirmed my earlier suspicions. Someone is
watching me through Ellen, just who might this person
be?
*********************************************
***********************
LUCIEN
**************************
I smiled when Gorith told me that the men I sent to
the North were attacked by a mob and beaten to
nearly the point of death. Suddenly the people of that
dry land are now so fearless that they have the nerve
to pick up things and attack men sent from me. I will
see to it that every last living creature in that
decaying land pay for the madness of a few.
But then again, the foolish king reacted just as I
expected he would. He should have been calm and when
I didn’t get the reaction I wanted, I would have called
back my men but his pride won’t let him think beyond
his nose. Quietly, I have prayed and yearned for a
reason to finish what my father started in that land
and now I have the perfect motive. It was insulting for
a defeated and pitiful person like that sorry excuse of
a king to even have the thoughts to rival or unsettle
my reign talk more of actually going for the one person
that could do it. He should have known better than such
a move won’t die out with me. A king should only take
such a risky move only if he is certain of success, in
this case he wasn’t and his subjects will pay for his
failure. Now, he didn’t just indirectly come for a man
under my kingdom but he also attacked one of my
gordands. The fool didn’t stop there; he went further
to have my men beaten. I think I have been a little
quiet recently which has given room for non-entities to
make bold moves against me. I will make an example of
the North which will kill off any other thoughts in the
midlands. The drums of war have started beating and I
can smell blood and death not too far away.
**************************************
“My king.”
“What is it, Gorith?”
“My men and I have searched the whole palace and even
the catacombs and these are the books we could find
that are of relation to what you seek.” I nodded and he
stood on his feet before calling his men to drop some
volume of books on the table. I dismissed him and
walked slowly towards the books as I have completely
put away searching for how that hunter got his gift.
Destroying what remains of the north has been my
priority for a while now. I let my gift out and let it
roam over the books as my fingers caressed each of
them from top to bottom. Only three gave me this
tingling sensation, which meant they were related to
what my heart desired. I took the one with the
strongest urge and the title of the book surprised me.
Why would a book be called the ‘grimoire of the
chosen?’
***************************************
ELLEN
***************************************
I woke up just before the first crow, no; I opened my
eyes after shutting it for a long time as I am unable to
sleep but the radiant smile my eyes were greeted to
from Kieran made me settle for the former. I actually
slept for the first time in a long time and it was down
to this handsome, arrogant man in front of me. I was
surprised that I could still sleep that all I could do was
just cover my Unclad body with a cloth he left for me
and stare back at him.
“How was it like, your sleep?”
Kieran asked but I couldn’t answer, I just continued to
gaze at his eyes. He walked around the chair he was
sitting and came to sit beside me and pulled me into
him. The moment his hands started playing with my
hair, I lost control and let the tears out. He just kept
playing with my hair and at intervals; he would kiss
them which would make me stiffen. I left his warm and
hard embrace and stood up to go wash my body as I
felt dirty. I let the cloth around my body fall to the
ground and walked Unclad to the wash room. I didn’t
expect him to follow me there and he didn’t. While I
washed, the memories of what Kieran did to me the
previous night kept me occupied. I thought it was a bit
irritating when I felt his wet tongue in me and I
wanted it out of there as soon as possible but the man
knew what he was doing. My irritation soon changed to
pleasure and I couldn’t believe what I did next; pushing
my waist back and forth to the movement of his
tongue. I found myself breathing hard, and I quickly
occupied my mind with something else. Mother said I
could sleep with him, not yearn for his being.
I left the wash pool and applied my body ointment.
While I did, I remembered the pain and conflict of
desires the hunter was in. I was able to see him without
the mask of pretence and I discovered that behind that
arrogance was a simple and caring soul. He was right
about calling out to his gift as though it was another
being in him. The presence of his gift was unusual; it
was like another being resided in him. He was truly not
like every other gifted person and trying to make
meaning out of it hasn’t been a success for me.
Usually, our gift was something in our minds which can
be controlled and manipulated using spells and words.
It’s a part of us and trying to remove it will cause us
to die. Kieran’s own was like the form of a being and if
I am not mistaken, the form of a human. I must tell
mother of this and as much as I hate to say, this is
beyond my comprehension. I wore a gown and went back
to the bedroom to find Kieran staring out the window.
He turned back when he heard me coming and he had
this strange smile on his face. I stopped walking and
watched him close the distance between us. He took
hold of my hands and said,
“No one deserves to be unhappy, especially one as
enchanting as you are.” I smiled after he said that, but
I had this feeling that he was heading somewhere and I
didn’t want the questions of yesterday ruin the
moments of now, so I decided to take the lead in the
discussion.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” he smiled
and said,
“Yes, I found out that you fvck really well for someone
who hasn’t walk that path for a long time.” I chuckled
and he put my hands around his neck.
“No, I meant what you were looking for yesterday.”
“I wouldn’t say I did, but I am glad to see you finally
put away that bitterness in you. You look radiant when
you smile and you should keep it that way.” He was
deliberately playing around but then I got what I
wanted and even the plus of having the most handsome
man in these lands as my lover. I stood on my toes and
played with his tongue once again.
LUCIEN
**************************
I smiled when Gorith told me that the men I sent to
the North were attacked by a mob and beaten to
nearly the point of death. Suddenly the people of that
dry land are now so fearless that they have the nerve
to pick up things and attack men sent from me. I will
see to it that every last living creature in that
decaying land pay for the madness of a few.
But then again, the foolish king reacted just as I
expected he would. He should have been calm and when
I didn’t get the reaction I wanted, I would have called
back my men but his pride won’t let him think beyond
his nose. Quietly, I have prayed and yearned for a
reason to finish what my father started in that land
and now I have the perfect motive. It was insulting for
a defeated and pitiful person like that sorry excuse of
a king to even have the thoughts to rival or unsettle
my reign talk more of actually going for the one person
that could do it. He should have known better than such
a move won’t die out with me. A king should only take
such a risky move only if he is certain of success, in
this case he wasn’t and his subjects will pay for his
failure. Now, he didn’t just indirectly come for a man
under my kingdom but he also attacked one of my
gordands. The fool didn’t stop there; he went further
to have my men beaten. I think I have been a little
quiet recently which has given room for non-entities to
make bold moves against me. I will make an example of
the North which will kill off any other thoughts in the
midlands. The drums of war have started beating and I
can smell blood and death not too far away.
**************************************
“My king.”
“What is it, Gorith?”
“My men and I have searched the whole palace and even
the catacombs and these are the books we could find
that are of relation to what you seek.” I nodded and he
stood on his feet before calling his men to drop some
volume of books on the table. I dismissed him and
walked slowly towards the books as I have completely
put away searching for how that hunter got his gift.
Destroying what remains of the north has been my
priority for a while now. I let my gift out and let it
roam over the books as my fingers caressed each of
them from top to bottom. Only three gave me this
tingling sensation, which meant they were related to
what my heart desired. I took the one with the
strongest urge and the title of the book surprised me.
Why would a book be called the ‘grimoire of the
chosen?’
***************************************
ELLEN
***************************************
I woke up just before the first crow, no; I opened my
eyes after shutting it for a long time as I am unable to
sleep but the radiant smile my eyes were greeted to
from Kieran made me settle for the former. I actually
slept for the first time in a long time and it was down
to this handsome, arrogant man in front of me. I was
surprised that I could still sleep that all I could do was
just cover my Unclad body with a cloth he left for me
and stare back at him.
“How was it like, your sleep?”
Kieran asked but I couldn’t answer, I just continued to
gaze at his eyes. He walked around the chair he was
sitting and came to sit beside me and pulled me into
him. The moment his hands started playing with my
hair, I lost control and let the tears out. He just kept
playing with my hair and at intervals; he would kiss
them which would make me stiffen. I left his warm and
hard embrace and stood up to go wash my body as I
felt dirty. I let the cloth around my body fall to the
ground and walked Unclad to the wash room. I didn’t
expect him to follow me there and he didn’t. While I
washed, the memories of what Kieran did to me the
previous night kept me occupied. I thought it was a bit
irritating when I felt his wet tongue in me and I
wanted it out of there as soon as possible but the man
knew what he was doing. My irritation soon changed to
pleasure and I couldn’t believe what I did next; pushing
my waist back and forth to the movement of his
tongue. I found myself breathing hard, and I quickly
occupied my mind with something else. Mother said I
could sleep with him, not yearn for his being.
I left the wash pool and applied my body ointment.
While I did, I remembered the pain and conflict of
desires the hunter was in. I was able to see him without
the mask of pretence and I discovered that behind that
arrogance was a simple and caring soul. He was right
about calling out to his gift as though it was another
being in him. The presence of his gift was unusual; it
was like another being resided in him. He was truly not
like every other gifted person and trying to make
meaning out of it hasn’t been a success for me.
Usually, our gift was something in our minds which can
be controlled and manipulated using spells and words.
It’s a part of us and trying to remove it will cause us
to die. Kieran’s own was like the form of a being and if
I am not mistaken, the form of a human. I must tell
mother of this and as much as I hate to say, this is
beyond my comprehension. I wore a gown and went back
to the bedroom to find Kieran staring out the window.
He turned back when he heard me coming and he had
this strange smile on his face. I stopped walking and
watched him close the distance between us. He took
hold of my hands and said,
“No one deserves to be unhappy, especially one as
enchanting as you are.” I smiled after he said that, but
I had this feeling that he was heading somewhere and I
didn’t want the questions of yesterday ruin the
moments of now, so I decided to take the lead in the
discussion.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” he smiled
and said,
“Yes, I found out that you fvck really well for someone
who hasn’t walk that path for a long time.” I chuckled
and he put my hands around his neck.
“No, I meant what you were looking for yesterday.”
“I wouldn’t say I did, but I am glad to see you finally
put away that bitterness in you. You look radiant when
you smile and you should keep it that way.” He was
deliberately playing around but then I got what I
wanted and even the plus of having the most handsome
man in these lands as my lover. I stood on my toes and
played with his tongue once again.
**************************
LUCIEN
**************************
I smiled when Gorith told me that the men I sent to
the North were attacked by a mob and beaten to
nearly the point of death. Suddenly the people of that
dry land are now so fearless that they have the nerve
to pick up things and attack men sent from me. I will
see to it that every last living creature in that
decaying land pay for the madness of a few.
But then again, the foolish king reacted just as I
expected he would. He should have been calm and when
I didn’t get the reaction I wanted, I would have called
back my men but his pride won’t let him think beyond
his nose. Quietly, I have prayed and yearned for a
reason to finish what my father started in that land
and now I have the perfect motive. It was insulting for
a defeated and pitiful person like that sorry excuse of
a king to even have the thoughts to rival or unsettle
my reign talk more of actually going for the one person
that could do it. He should have known better than such
a move won’t die out with me. A king should only take
such a risky move only if he is certain of success, in
this case he wasn’t and his subjects will pay for his
failure. Now, he didn’t just indirectly come for a man
under my kingdom but he also attacked one of my
gordands. The fool didn’t stop there; he went further
to have my men beaten. I think I have been a little
quiet recently which has given room for non-entities to
make bold moves against me. I will make an example of
the North which will kill off any other thoughts in the
midlands. The drums of war have started beating and I
can smell blood and death not too far away.
**************************************
“My king.”
“What is it, Gorith?”
“My men and I have searched the whole palace and even
the catacombs and these are the books we could find
that are of relation to what you seek.” I nodded and he
stood on his feet before calling his men to drop some
volume of books on the table. I dismissed him and
walked slowly towards the books as I have completely
put away searching for how that hunter got his gift.
Destroying what remains of the north has been my
priority for a while now. I let my gift out and let it
roam over the books as my fingers caressed each of
them from top to bottom. Only three gave me this
tingling sensation, which meant they were related to
what my heart desired. I took the one with the
strongest urge and the title of the book surprised me.
Why would a book be called the ‘grimoire of the
chosen?’
***************************************
ELLEN
***************************************
I woke up just before the first crow, no; I opened my
eyes after shutting it for a long time as I am unable to
sleep but the radiant smile my eyes were greeted to
from Kieran made me settle for the former. I actually
slept for the first time in a long time and it was down
to this handsome, arrogant man in front of me. I was
surprised that I could still sleep that all I could do was
just cover my Unclad body with a cloth he left for me
and stare back at him.
“How was it like, your sleep?”
Kieran asked but I couldn’t answer, I just continued to
gaze at his eyes. He walked around the chair he was
sitting and came to sit beside me and pulled me into
him. The moment his hands started playing with my
hair, I lost control and let the tears out. He just kept
playing with my hair and at intervals; he would kiss
them which would make me stiffen. I left his warm and
hard embrace and stood up to go wash my body as I
felt dirty. I let the cloth around my body fall to the
ground and walked Unclad to the wash room. I didn’t
expect him to follow me there and he didn’t. While I
washed, the memories of what Kieran did to me the
previous night kept me occupied. I thought it was a bit
irritating when I felt his wet tongue in me and I
wanted it out of there as soon as possible but the man
knew what he was doing. My irritation soon changed to
pleasure and I couldn’t believe what I did next; pushing
my waist back and forth to the movement of his
tongue. I found myself breathing hard, and I quickly
occupied my mind with something else. Mother said I
could sleep with him, not yearn for his being.
I left the wash pool and applied my body ointment.
While I did, I remembered the pain and conflict of
desires the hunter was in. I was able to see him without
the mask of pretence and I discovered that behind that
arrogance was a simple and caring soul. He was right
about calling out to his gift as though it was another
being in him. The presence of his gift was unusual; it
was like another being resided in him. He was truly not
like every other gifted person and trying to make
meaning out of it hasn’t been a success for me.
Usually, our gift was something in our minds which can
be controlled and manipulated using spells and words.
It’s a part of us and trying to remove it will cause us
to die. Kieran’s own was like the form of a being and if
I am not mistaken, the form of a human. I must tell
mother of this and as much as I hate to say, this is
beyond my comprehension. I wore a gown and went back
to the bedroom to find Kieran staring out the window.
He turned back when he heard me coming and he had
this strange smile on his face. I stopped walking and
watched him close the distance between us. He took
hold of my hands and said,
“No one deserves to be unhappy, especially one as
enchanting as you are.” I smiled after he said that, but
I had this feeling that he was heading somewhere and I
didn’t want the questions of yesterday ruin the
moments of now, so I decided to take the lead in the
discussion.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” he smiled
and said,
“Yes, I found out that you fvck really well for someone
who hasn’t walk that path for a long time.” I chuckled
and he put my hands around his neck.
“No, I meant what you were looking for yesterday.”
“I wouldn’t say I did, but I am glad to see you finally
put away that bitterness in you. You look radiant when
you smile and you should keep it that way.” He was
deliberately playing around but then I got what I
wanted and even the plus of having the most handsome
man in these lands as my lover. I stood on my toes and
played with his tongue once again.
LUCIEN
**************************
I smiled when Gorith told me that the men I sent to
the North were attacked by a mob and beaten to
nearly the point of death. Suddenly the people of that
dry land are now so fearless that they have the nerve
to pick up things and attack men sent from me. I will
see to it that every last living creature in that
decaying land pay for the madness of a few.
But then again, the foolish king reacted just as I
expected he would. He should have been calm and when
I didn’t get the reaction I wanted, I would have called
back my men but his pride won’t let him think beyond
his nose. Quietly, I have prayed and yearned for a
reason to finish what my father started in that land
and now I have the perfect motive. It was insulting for
a defeated and pitiful person like that sorry excuse of
a king to even have the thoughts to rival or unsettle
my reign talk more of actually going for the one person
that could do it. He should have known better than such
a move won’t die out with me. A king should only take
such a risky move only if he is certain of success, in
this case he wasn’t and his subjects will pay for his
failure. Now, he didn’t just indirectly come for a man
under my kingdom but he also attacked one of my
gordands. The fool didn’t stop there; he went further
to have my men beaten. I think I have been a little
quiet recently which has given room for non-entities to
make bold moves against me. I will make an example of
the North which will kill off any other thoughts in the
midlands. The drums of war have started beating and I
can smell blood and death not too far away.
**************************************
“My king.”
“What is it, Gorith?”
“My men and I have searched the whole palace and even
the catacombs and these are the books we could find
that are of relation to what you seek.” I nodded and he
stood on his feet before calling his men to drop some
volume of books on the table. I dismissed him and
walked slowly towards the books as I have completely
put away searching for how that hunter got his gift.
Destroying what remains of the north has been my
priority for a while now. I let my gift out and let it
roam over the books as my fingers caressed each of
them from top to bottom. Only three gave me this
tingling sensation, which meant they were related to
what my heart desired. I took the one with the
strongest urge and the title of the book surprised me.
Why would a book be called the ‘grimoire of the
chosen?’
***************************************
ELLEN
***************************************
I woke up just before the first crow, no; I opened my
eyes after shutting it for a long time as I am unable to
sleep but the radiant smile my eyes were greeted to
from Kieran made me settle for the former. I actually
slept for the first time in a long time and it was down
to this handsome, arrogant man in front of me. I was
surprised that I could still sleep that all I could do was
just cover my Unclad body with a cloth he left for me
and stare back at him.
“How was it like, your sleep?”
Kieran asked but I couldn’t answer, I just continued to
gaze at his eyes. He walked around the chair he was
sitting and came to sit beside me and pulled me into
him. The moment his hands started playing with my
hair, I lost control and let the tears out. He just kept
playing with my hair and at intervals; he would kiss
them which would make me stiffen. I left his warm and
hard embrace and stood up to go wash my body as I
felt dirty. I let the cloth around my body fall to the
ground and walked Unclad to the wash room. I didn’t
expect him to follow me there and he didn’t. While I
washed, the memories of what Kieran did to me the
previous night kept me occupied. I thought it was a bit
irritating when I felt his wet tongue in me and I
wanted it out of there as soon as possible but the man
knew what he was doing. My irritation soon changed to
pleasure and I couldn’t believe what I did next; pushing
my waist back and forth to the movement of his
tongue. I found myself breathing hard, and I quickly
occupied my mind with something else. Mother said I
could sleep with him, not yearn for his being.
I left the wash pool and applied my body ointment.
While I did, I remembered the pain and conflict of
desires the hunter was in. I was able to see him without
the mask of pretence and I discovered that behind that
arrogance was a simple and caring soul. He was right
about calling out to his gift as though it was another
being in him. The presence of his gift was unusual; it
was like another being resided in him. He was truly not
like every other gifted person and trying to make
meaning out of it hasn’t been a success for me.
Usually, our gift was something in our minds which can
be controlled and manipulated using spells and words.
It’s a part of us and trying to remove it will cause us
to die. Kieran’s own was like the form of a being and if
I am not mistaken, the form of a human. I must tell
mother of this and as much as I hate to say, this is
beyond my comprehension. I wore a gown and went back
to the bedroom to find Kieran staring out the window.
He turned back when he heard me coming and he had
this strange smile on his face. I stopped walking and
watched him close the distance between us. He took
hold of my hands and said,
“No one deserves to be unhappy, especially one as
enchanting as you are.” I smiled after he said that, but
I had this feeling that he was heading somewhere and I
didn’t want the questions of yesterday ruin the
moments of now, so I decided to take the lead in the
discussion.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” he smiled
and said,
“Yes, I found out that you fvck really well for someone
who hasn’t walk that path for a long time.” I chuckled
and he put my hands around his neck.
“No, I meant what you were looking for yesterday.”
“I wouldn’t say I did, but I am glad to see you finally
put away that bitterness in you. You look radiant when
you smile and you should keep it that way.” He was
deliberately playing around but then I got what I
wanted and even the plus of having the most handsome
man in these lands as my lover. I stood on my toes and
played with his tongue once again.
**************************
LUCIEN
**************************
The pages of the book was still strangely firm despite
how long it has been kept in whatever hole it was taken
from. I checked the book from cover to cover and
discovered that it was a plain book, save for the title
boldly written on the book. I opened the book and from
the first sentence, I knew I had finally found a clue to
what this whole destiny talk has been about. The first
page talked about the ones who ruled this world then.
They were complete in every way; from sorcery to
wizardry, both men and women. I imagined how that era
was going to be: having more people who had all the
gifts in them. Giving such powers to different
characters will surely bring about doom and I wasn’t
surprised that from the next page, the writer focused
on the evil deeds of the wielders of such amazing
destinies. From the chaos, to the unwarranted
slaughter and complete obliteration of towns and cities
alike, it was a horrible time to be alive then.
I got a little tired of reading the details of the
destruction of these men and women and moved over
the pages till I arrived at when the writer began
prophesying about another golden destiny that will
follow in the chaotic nature of his ancestors. I stopped
there and closed the book for the moment and
reasoned through the last sentence I just read. If I
were to interpret the prophecy word for word, it will
mean that this golden destiny will come from the line of
one of the many complete magical beings that I have
just read about. That will mean that I wasn’t part of
that line because I was created by my father, I wasn’t
born the way I was like the hunter. Now, I am not even
certain of how he got his powers but he was born with
it, so it’s safe to assume that he might just be the
flesh of this prophecy.
Now, I see the foolishness in allowing this man move out
of my sight and control. It’s probably why the guardians
wanted him at all cost, to prevent a certain prophecy
from happening. I could have had the man in the first
place if it wasn’t for the failure of that old wizard to
carry out a simple task. Anyway, this is not the time to
blame anyone; the good thing is that he is in safe hands
and no one can get to him, not even me. I will take care
of this matter later, for now I have a kingdom to bring
to its knees.
***************************************
CLAUDIA
**************************************
I have been in my room for the past few days,
mourning my Eric. I didn’t ask when exactly he died
but it’s safe to assume he walked the path to the
underworld before that snake came into this lands. I
had this small hope at the back of my mind that he
would one day find me and return to me but now it’s
seems my prayers for him every morning has actually
been for the peace of the dead. How could she, how
could keep such a valuable information from me all
these years. How could she look at me every day and
not deem it fit to end whatever hope she could see in
my eyes. How could she let me live in denial and then
claim to be my fellow sister? She is not my sister and
certainly an evil woman.
How could such a kind man like Eric end up with a
woman as cold as this evil? He wanted vengeance
despite my warnings, he left me miserable and now he
neither got what he wanted nor did he marry me. He
died from the hands of that tyrant and there is
nothing I can do about it. How am I going to live with
myself knowing that I have been more than a pain to
every family I have been unfortunate to meet? I nearly
ruined my family or I probably did and I think Eric and
his mother would have still walk this earth if I never
came across their path. I have been more of an ill luck
than a lucky charm to anyone. I wish I had never been
born.
I was crying and weeping, and soon I fell asleep in that
same position for the third time in two days.
**************************************
I woke up quite late and I couldn’t tell if it was night
or morning. Someone was knocking furiously on my door
and whoever it was ,wasn’t just disturbing me but the
entire quarters. I screamed for the person to go away
and when the voice threatened to bring down the door,
I got to know it was the arrogant hunter. I reluctantly
opened the door because I knew he would surely do what
he said. I have lost count on the number of times he
has knocked since I have locked myself in here; I knew
sooner or later I will have to open the door to him. He
walked in and quickly shut the door. He sniffed and
cleaned his nose; I couldn’t blame him because I haven’t
washed myself for the past three days now.
“How are you feeling now?” he asked after cleaning his
nose the fourth time since he walked into the room. I
ignored him and climbed into my bed. He sighed and
said,
“Just how long will you continue like this? Eric chose his
path and he failed in his desire to get justice. He left
you for a personal resolve and here you are torturing
yourself over his decision.”
“Do not speak ill of him, he was a better man than you
will ever hope to be. At least he wasn’t sleeping with
w.hores just a few days after the death of a loved
one.” I expected him to leave the room in a rage after
what I just said but instead he went further into my
room. I heard him putting away the filthy water in the
hole and replacing it with clean water after which he
added some fragrance to the water. He came in and
forcefully carried me to the wash hole. I fought
against it vehemently but I was no match for his
strength. He stripped me of my clothes and despite my
pleas; he dragged me into the hole. He stripped to the
cloth beneath his trouser and got into the water. I was
crying and begging him to let me mourn in peace but he
didn’t seem to listen, he just continued with what he
was doing. He washed me thoroughly from the top of
my hair to the toes of my feet. He didn’t seem to
mind that I was Unclad in front of him and when he was
done. He brought a thick cloth and covered me with it
as I was shivering after the wash. He drained the hole
once more and went out of the room to dispose the
dirty water before bringing in new one. He took my
smelly clothes and kept them in one part of the room
before bringing in clean ones.
He gave them to me but I just turned my head away. I
didn’t ask to be washed in the first place. He sighed
once more before he carried me against my wish to the
bed. He forcefully took the thick cloth from me before
putting the new clothes on me. I noticed he didn’t look
at some certain parts of my body while he dressed me.
Why, do I have some effect on him? When he was done,
he sat on the chair and faced me.
“What do you think of Ellen?” I was shocked by the
question he just asked. How could he ask me of such a
thing right now? Just how arrogant is this man?
“Get out of my room.” I screamed but like I thought,
he didn’t.
“Be calm, beautiful and don’t look at me like that. I
only ask that question because I do not believe in Ellen
tales concerning her and your Eric.” That got my
attention and so I asked,
“Why do you say that?”
“Her story of his death doesn’t make sense. It is very
difficult to put down one gordond but she said she was
able to put down three and if that were to be true,
why would Lucien spare her life after she must have
hurt his precious lovers?”
“So…..”
“I don’t think she was with Eric when he died but she
might have known him. She used that to get to me and
you. She wants us both for something, she wants me to
be her sword of vengeance but the person she is doing
that for is not Eric but somebody else.”
All I could do was stare at him and wonder whose words
I would take for it – the hunter or the witch
LUCIEN
**************************
The pages of the book was still strangely firm despite
how long it has been kept in whatever hole it was taken
from. I checked the book from cover to cover and
discovered that it was a plain book, save for the title
boldly written on the book. I opened the book and from
the first sentence, I knew I had finally found a clue to
what this whole destiny talk has been about. The first
page talked about the ones who ruled this world then.
They were complete in every way; from sorcery to
wizardry, both men and women. I imagined how that era
was going to be: having more people who had all the
gifts in them. Giving such powers to different
characters will surely bring about doom and I wasn’t
surprised that from the next page, the writer focused
on the evil deeds of the wielders of such amazing
destinies. From the chaos, to the unwarranted
slaughter and complete obliteration of towns and cities
alike, it was a horrible time to be alive then.
I got a little tired of reading the details of the
destruction of these men and women and moved over
the pages till I arrived at when the writer began
prophesying about another golden destiny that will
follow in the chaotic nature of his ancestors. I stopped
there and closed the book for the moment and
reasoned through the last sentence I just read. If I
were to interpret the prophecy word for word, it will
mean that this golden destiny will come from the line of
one of the many complete magical beings that I have
just read about. That will mean that I wasn’t part of
that line because I was created by my father, I wasn’t
born the way I was like the hunter. Now, I am not even
certain of how he got his powers but he was born with
it, so it’s safe to assume that he might just be the
flesh of this prophecy.
Now, I see the foolishness in allowing this man move out
of my sight and control. It’s probably why the guardians
wanted him at all cost, to prevent a certain prophecy
from happening. I could have had the man in the first
place if it wasn’t for the failure of that old wizard to
carry out a simple task. Anyway, this is not the time to
blame anyone; the good thing is that he is in safe hands
and no one can get to him, not even me. I will take care
of this matter later, for now I have a kingdom to bring
to its knees.
***************************************
CLAUDIA
**************************************
I have been in my room for the past few days,
mourning my Eric. I didn’t ask when exactly he died
but it’s safe to assume he walked the path to the
underworld before that snake came into this lands. I
had this small hope at the back of my mind that he
would one day find me and return to me but now it’s
seems my prayers for him every morning has actually
been for the peace of the dead. How could she, how
could keep such a valuable information from me all
these years. How could she look at me every day and
not deem it fit to end whatever hope she could see in
my eyes. How could she let me live in denial and then
claim to be my fellow sister? She is not my sister and
certainly an evil woman.
How could such a kind man like Eric end up with a
woman as cold as this evil? He wanted vengeance
despite my warnings, he left me miserable and now he
neither got what he wanted nor did he marry me. He
died from the hands of that tyrant and there is
nothing I can do about it. How am I going to live with
myself knowing that I have been more than a pain to
every family I have been unfortunate to meet? I nearly
ruined my family or I probably did and I think Eric and
his mother would have still walk this earth if I never
came across their path. I have been more of an ill luck
than a lucky charm to anyone. I wish I had never been
born.
I was crying and weeping, and soon I fell asleep in that
same position for the third time in two days.
**************************************
I woke up quite late and I couldn’t tell if it was night
or morning. Someone was knocking furiously on my door
and whoever it was ,wasn’t just disturbing me but the
entire quarters. I screamed for the person to go away
and when the voice threatened to bring down the door,
I got to know it was the arrogant hunter. I reluctantly
opened the door because I knew he would surely do what
he said. I have lost count on the number of times he
has knocked since I have locked myself in here; I knew
sooner or later I will have to open the door to him. He
walked in and quickly shut the door. He sniffed and
cleaned his nose; I couldn’t blame him because I haven’t
washed myself for the past three days now.
“How are you feeling now?” he asked after cleaning his
nose the fourth time since he walked into the room. I
ignored him and climbed into my bed. He sighed and
said,
“Just how long will you continue like this? Eric chose his
path and he failed in his desire to get justice. He left
you for a personal resolve and here you are torturing
yourself over his decision.”
“Do not speak ill of him, he was a better man than you
will ever hope to be. At least he wasn’t sleeping with
w.hores just a few days after the death of a loved
one.” I expected him to leave the room in a rage after
what I just said but instead he went further into my
room. I heard him putting away the filthy water in the
hole and replacing it with clean water after which he
added some fragrance to the water. He came in and
forcefully carried me to the wash hole. I fought
against it vehemently but I was no match for his
strength. He stripped me of my clothes and despite my
pleas; he dragged me into the hole. He stripped to the
cloth beneath his trouser and got into the water. I was
crying and begging him to let me mourn in peace but he
didn’t seem to listen, he just continued with what he
was doing. He washed me thoroughly from the top of
my hair to the toes of my feet. He didn’t seem to
mind that I was Unclad in front of him and when he was
done. He brought a thick cloth and covered me with it
as I was shivering after the wash. He drained the hole
once more and went out of the room to dispose the
dirty water before bringing in new one. He took my
smelly clothes and kept them in one part of the room
before bringing in clean ones.
He gave them to me but I just turned my head away. I
didn’t ask to be washed in the first place. He sighed
once more before he carried me against my wish to the
bed. He forcefully took the thick cloth from me before
putting the new clothes on me. I noticed he didn’t look
at some certain parts of my body while he dressed me.
Why, do I have some effect on him? When he was done,
he sat on the chair and faced me.
“What do you think of Ellen?” I was shocked by the
question he just asked. How could he ask me of such a
thing right now? Just how arrogant is this man?
“Get out of my room.” I screamed but like I thought,
he didn’t.
“Be calm, beautiful and don’t look at me like that. I
only ask that question because I do not believe in Ellen
tales concerning her and your Eric.” That got my
attention and so I asked,
“Why do you say that?”
“Her story of his death doesn’t make sense. It is very
difficult to put down one gordond but she said she was
able to put down three and if that were to be true,
why would Lucien spare her life after she must have
hurt his precious lovers?”
“So…..”
“I don’t think she was with Eric when he died but she
might have known him. She used that to get to me and
you. She wants us both for something, she wants me to
be her sword of vengeance but the person she is doing
that for is not Eric but somebody else.”
All I could do was stare at him and wonder whose words
I would take for it – the hunter or the witch
