The Thrones' Abyss

Chapter 102: (102): Leap


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The knights of Velator ceased their speed on a hill that was surrounded by two mountains veiled by snow. The cold here was bone-breaking but people of Bolingtone got accustomed to it.

From the highest part of the road, the capital was visible. A huge civilization had constructed their houses along with the pan and domain of the Diamond mountain and continued until reaching the walls of Bolingtone castle. The castle had carved on the chest of mountains and beyond the walls were houses and finally, a bridge separated the palace of Bolingtone from the rest of the houses.

The villages expanded around rescind the vast lands and meadows from the left side. And then on the right side of the castle was the Chasm forest.

Bolingtone had six months of frigid weather and the three next months could be counted as spring and three months of Autumn. There was no summer to enjoy and the spring was short to have fun.

The lights of the lanterns were sparkling as stars landed on each pillar in front of the houses.

"Why do I feel like I'm going to my cage?'

Uttered Rave. It was the third time that he had come to the capital and either time he felt that there was better to have existed as jails and torment criminals.

"Not too late, if you want to take your ass back," Huxley told him, his dim eyes were on the city.

Eliot gazed at Natasha who was still depressed. She was sad and Eliot couldn't handle this, it hurt his heart.

"Move! We must see the Queen."

Wilmore ordered and led his horse to the town. Down the path was a guard wall that the watchmen were always awake.

Over hundreds of wardens were patrolling around. They saw the knights and the gateway quickly went wide for them. They knew their prince very well and when he was riding forward with high speed, no one would dare to stop them.

They went inside the town and people opened the way for them. The night was still young and people were strolling in the streets and shop stores.

Wilmore wanted to stop his sister from her decision and that hard part was his mother. Convincing her to give him more men was tough.

They reached out the bridge and the guards bowed to them. Wilmore halted and turned to one of the guards.

"What is that cart?"

He pointed to the cart that just returned from the castle.

"Your grace, welcome back. That cart had brought a mistress."

Wilmore frowned, how serious his mother was, did she really forget what he was? What if he frizzed one of those girls? He tried it before and almost killed a woman then the girl disappeared. He wasn't sure if his mother let the girl be alive after discovering his secret.

He swallowed and galloped ahead passing the castle gateway.

Inside the castle was quiet because no one was allowed to stroll around after eight o'clock. Only patrols were watching around.

Eliot was looking around with widened surprised eyes. He had no idea if capital was this beautiful. Yes, it was cold but to him, it was pleasant. His body felt fresh.

Natasha grasped Eliot's smiling face. She pouted, he shouldn't have been here, his heart was too much for here, to endure things.

"Hey, fresh fish! Do you like here?"

Asked Rave. He kept eyes on either of them, to see what their reactions could be sneaking up to the palace.

"The air is my sort! Let's behold the rest."

Not every aspect sounded nice as for the faces who were wearing disturbing masks. Neither of Eliot's companions was happy. The speed lowered. Now, Wilmore hadn't the relish to ride faster. He couldn't sense well, his senses claimed outburst of unwelcomed expectations.

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"Here the masters who train you would never teach you the main materials." Alerted Rave calmly.

"Why?" Eliot glanced at him blankly.

"Because they would want to beat you down if it was necessary, to make you keep calling them master and fear them."

Rave smirked, his eyes drifted on Wilmore. This kid must not underestimate things here, friendship found no place in the court of Velator.

"Stop saying nonsense, Rave!"

Warned Wilmore who could clearly hear his buzzing. He was frightening Eliot.

"How could you hear me!" Rave nagged.

The prince stopped near a mansion and pointed to Hux.

"Go back to others and tell them to summon their men. We have only one month to gather everyone. I will wrap up the mess in the south."

He announced determinedly.

"Let me come with you." Natasha dreamed.

"If you want to run away from Livia, just stay here! I go alone. I will come back tomorrow morning, not so sure."

He didn't wait for more to hear protests and sketched his path back to the palace. The bad air caused them to halt in an Inn and the journey took four days. Perhaps Hux was right about going with Locomotive and riding the rest of the days that only could take them two days.

He arrived at the steps of the palace and dismounted. A guard came along with some other men and took the Prince horse, bowing for him.

"Tend to him, he is tired and might be ill."

Wilmore ordered and drove inside. The valets offered him respect and as he got far whispered things related to the new mistress. He halted as he heard something.

"Her name is Luna."

His strides froze, his eyebrows narrowed and his eyes sharpened. He couldn't make mistakes, that was the girl he met five days ago. And this such short period, she was here? How? It could not be the lord who brought her.

He turned back to the maidens and removed his hood, they were already cringed.

"Come here!" His command was serious and intense. He had only a few steps away to reach inside the palace but his heart again began to beat stupidly.

"Your Majesty! We are at your disposal."

He scanned them all, they were new and possibly chosen to serve the girls who came for selection.

"I heard a name from you."

He was bad at explaining things, and he didn't remember when was the last time he ever had talked to a maiden while now he was facing four scared ladies.

"Luna James, your grace?"

Wilmore just waved a hand and dismissed them. He was burning inside, even her name was making him feel the warmth.. He clenched his fist. What was going on here? What did his mother leap to do again?

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