The Thrones' Abyss
Chapter 164: (164): Scary Intention
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Huxley and Eliot exchanged a glance as they stood behind the gate of the Throne hall. Eliot hadn't had the chance to see this hall until now. The valet by the door announced their arrival.
Clicking back, the great stone throne came into sight. A huge black polished stone throne that reached the ceiling, sat on a platform. Some steps could lead the king up.
The margins and arms were sculpted with nude humans and the thorny branches had sheltered them. It was a hard place to have seat but a black pillow was sitting on that black polished stone to bring ease to the king.
King Edward Bolingtone peered at the man who came with Huxley and Eliot. The man who dared to attempt his son's life.
Eliot peeked at the huge pillars and scanned the majestic main throne hall on the last floor of the palace. The light was offering the domain through the full-length windows, crossing those colorful glasses.
"Harold Robinson, your father was my friend but he betrayed me and you repeated the same mistake as him."
Hux and Eliot curtailed strides across the throne, kicking the back of Harold's knees, Hux forced him to kneel. Harold already proved that he had no obeisance toward the king and his court.
"I am unfortunate to tell your highness that Velator no longer has the power of old days." He blurted.
The King just kept looking at him. He could simply distinguish the meanings behind those words.
"You mean that humans no longer have the power for competing for the massive and increasing power of other creatures, don't you?"
Harold just sneered, that was true, and if he wanted to survive, then he had to bow to vampires or faeries, which one he would choose? Vampires were allies with the magicians of Witchwood and those magicians were the biggest enemies of this king, the king who burned them and banished them from Velator.
"I do, your highness!"
The King stood up the throne, the gems of his fantastic golded crown gleamed as he stepped out on a ray of red light made by one row of the glasses.
His black rob had a long tail behind, beaded in black on the edges, sweeping the steps as he magnetically descended.
The ring in his forefinger had ahead of a lion with ruby eyes. The sign of his position, the ring that would go to his son.
The King approached him, "keep your head up."
Harold didn't obey, Hux pulled back his hair.
King Edward saw no fear in those eyes. This man had endured the possible outcomes that soon would have come to him. To people like him, death was a gift therefore, King Edward wasn't that keen to grant him this blessing, not inclined to flee him and provide him a new life in a new world after death in this one.
"Why did you betray the land you were born in?"
The King asked, directly peering into his eyes.
"Because you lost yourself and there is no hope for this land. Your law kills people who are protesting."
"Bringing chaos is unforgivable! How many people did you kill while rebelling?"
"They are following you and have no difference with you."
The King clenched his fist. This man was brainwashed.
"Do you think that you deserve that throne?"
Harold shook his head, "That throne didn't belong to us, humans, it belonged to the magicians and your ancestors took it from them, your grandfather began it, to get rid of them you burned them, misled the people, said that they are malice. He persuaded people to burn and kill them."
"Did you forget what they had done to us? They lowered us, they took our women as harlots. They made us toys to rejoice, made hybrids, played with their dark magic, killing and cursing people can be included if you have ever read the history. Crime had expanded when they ruled."
The King remarked.
"You are no different."
"Vampires won't give you what you want. They will make you slaves to feed them." The king saw the mark of fangs.
"The mother of vampires is an immortal dark faerie who could make you one. The others just can take your blood, you are lucky that the vampire that bit you wasn't ill and poisonous."
Harold rolled his head down, it wasn't for vampires that he helped them. They were the strongest enemies of this court and he blindly shot in the dark and they grasped it. He assisted them to shake this throne and he succeeded, he reached his goal.
"But I struggled this throne, isn't it enough your grace?"
He sneered.
"In your assumptions, you did!"
The King answered.
He walked away, approaching a nude Saint's sculpture.
"What did they want? This throne?"
"They have enough lands, they want alliance and goods. They want the permissions to use the Griffin sea."
"They want to use Griffin sea for what reason?"
Hux asked.
"They want to have access to their mother's land!"
The king's eyes ran wide, Alovena! They wanted Alovena and tended to use Velator to take that land. Their mother wanted to increase her kin. She wanted to make more vampires, there were mysteries about them, they wanted to instruct a kingdom.
"The king with no throne seeks an actual throne to sit on it."
The King uttered and the young man grinned.
"Take him out." The king shouted.
"Should we kill him?"
Asked Eliot.
"No, keep him alive, we might need him. But make sure he has a decent place to think about what he had done. Aiming my son's life isn't something I forgive."
What he just heard impeded him to expose the sword to this man. He needed to think and find the right solution for it, the Council and his Parliament should make the decision not only him.
Huxley scarcely could push down his fury, he wanted to behead this bastard but what he eminently detected could punch his pride to the soil. The vampires had scary intentions.
They took him out of the hall and Eliot looked at Hux, "I don't want to be pessimistic but I smell war."
"We can't accept war, we must negotiate and this rascal gave them a great opportunity."
He pushed Harold who was delighted for what he had done. Avenging this family was suitable to him.
"They need blood to provoke more vampires so it means too much,"
Eliot said, he tasted the burning fangs of that female vampire when she landed in Phola.. He could have never forgotten those days when the giant white bat sat on the ground and formed as a gorgeous lady, she caressed his head, then bite the boy who was sobbing beside his father's motionless body.
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Huxley and Eliot exchanged a glance as they stood behind the gate of the Throne hall. Eliot hadn't had the chance to see this hall until now. The valet by the door announced their arrival.
Clicking back, the great stone throne came into sight. A huge black polished stone throne that reached the ceiling, sat on a platform. Some steps could lead the king up.
The margins and arms were sculpted with nude humans and the thorny branches had sheltered them. It was a hard place to have seat but a black pillow was sitting on that black polished stone to bring ease to the king.
King Edward Bolingtone peered at the man who came with Huxley and Eliot. The man who dared to attempt his son's life.
Eliot peeked at the huge pillars and scanned the majestic main throne hall on the last floor of the palace. The light was offering the domain through the full-length windows, crossing those colorful glasses.
"Harold Robinson, your father was my friend but he betrayed me and you repeated the same mistake as him."
Hux and Eliot curtailed strides across the throne, kicking the back of Harold's knees, Hux forced him to kneel. Harold already proved that he had no obeisance toward the king and his court.
"I am unfortunate to tell your highness that Velator no longer has the power of old days." He blurted.
The King just kept looking at him. He could simply distinguish the meanings behind those words.
"You mean that humans no longer have the power for competing for the massive and increasing power of other creatures, don't you?"
Harold just sneered, that was true, and if he wanted to survive, then he had to bow to vampires or faeries, which one he would choose? Vampires were allies with the magicians of Witchwood and those magicians were the biggest enemies of this king, the king who burned them and banished them from Velator.
"I do, your highness!"
The King stood up the throne, the gems of his fantastic golded crown gleamed as he stepped out on a ray of red light made by one row of the glasses.
His black rob had a long tail behind, beaded in black on the edges, sweeping the steps as he magnetically descended.
The ring in his forefinger had ahead of a lion with ruby eyes. The sign of his position, the ring that would go to his son.
The King approached him, "keep your head up."
Harold didn't obey, Hux pulled back his hair.
King Edward saw no fear in those eyes. This man had endured the possible outcomes that soon would have come to him. To people like him, death was a gift therefore, King Edward wasn't that keen to grant him this blessing, not inclined to flee him and provide him a new life in a new world after death in this one.
"Why did you betray the land you were born in?"
The King asked, directly peering into his eyes.
"Because you lost yourself and there is no hope for this land. Your law kills people who are protesting."
"Bringing chaos is unforgivable! How many people did you kill while rebelling?"
"They are following you and have no difference with you."
The King clenched his fist. This man was brainwashed.
"Do you think that you deserve that throne?"
Harold shook his head, "That throne didn't belong to us, humans, it belonged to the magicians and your ancestors took it from them, your grandfather began it, to get rid of them you burned them, misled the people, said that they are malice. He persuaded people to burn and kill them."
"Did you forget what they had done to us? They lowered us, they took our women as harlots. They made us toys to rejoice, made hybrids, played with their dark magic, killing and cursing people can be included if you have ever read the history. Crime had expanded when they ruled."
The King remarked.
"You are no different."
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"Watch your mouth!" Hux warned him, the king raised his hand. He didn't mind the insults, expected them."Vampires won't give you what you want. They will make you slaves to feed them." The king saw the mark of fangs.
"The mother of vampires is an immortal dark faerie who could make you one. The others just can take your blood, you are lucky that the vampire that bit you wasn't ill and poisonous."
Harold rolled his head down, it wasn't for vampires that he helped them. They were the strongest enemies of this court and he blindly shot in the dark and they grasped it. He assisted them to shake this throne and he succeeded, he reached his goal.
"But I struggled this throne, isn't it enough your grace?"
He sneered.
"In your assumptions, you did!"
The King answered.
He walked away, approaching a nude Saint's sculpture.
"What did they want? This throne?"
"They have enough lands, they want alliance and goods. They want the permissions to use the Griffin sea."
"They want to use Griffin sea for what reason?"
Hux asked.
"They want to have access to their mother's land!"
The king's eyes ran wide, Alovena! They wanted Alovena and tended to use Velator to take that land. Their mother wanted to increase her kin. She wanted to make more vampires, there were mysteries about them, they wanted to instruct a kingdom.
"The king with no throne seeks an actual throne to sit on it."
The King uttered and the young man grinned.
"Take him out." The king shouted.
"Should we kill him?"
Asked Eliot.
"No, keep him alive, we might need him. But make sure he has a decent place to think about what he had done. Aiming my son's life isn't something I forgive."
What he just heard impeded him to expose the sword to this man. He needed to think and find the right solution for it, the Council and his Parliament should make the decision not only him.
Huxley scarcely could push down his fury, he wanted to behead this bastard but what he eminently detected could punch his pride to the soil. The vampires had scary intentions.
They took him out of the hall and Eliot looked at Hux, "I don't want to be pessimistic but I smell war."
"We can't accept war, we must negotiate and this rascal gave them a great opportunity."
He pushed Harold who was delighted for what he had done. Avenging this family was suitable to him.
"They need blood to provoke more vampires so it means too much,"
Eliot said, he tasted the burning fangs of that female vampire when she landed in Phola.. He could have never forgotten those days when the giant white bat sat on the ground and formed as a gorgeous lady, she caressed his head, then bite the boy who was sobbing beside his father's motionless body.
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