They climbed the stairs as quickly as they could. William wanted to leave here tomorrow and for it, he needed an army, not less than one thousand outstanding combatants he would take with him.
The guards on the way bowed to their King who came back home after two months and they knew that soon many executions would be held as punishment.
The gates of the great Palace of faeries, famous for dozen domes got opened. Two lines of faeries were rowed to greet them, besides the giant sculptures of the late kings.
"Wake everyone up and wash down these rituals, we have no time." He shouted while walking to the throne hall.
The light was too much in the hall and annoyed his eyes. While he was trying to keep the land safe the elders were laying in their warm beds.
He looked at the throne that was made of a black monolith stone, on its edges were carved the sharp rays of the Sun. He stepped up and sat on his uncomfortable throne.
Leon and Holcane sat on their seat down the platform while Samuel was still on his feet, people resorted and knelt before the platform.
It took a while until the elders came and attended there.
The wind blew and the curtains danced, like ghosts that were dreaming to come back to life.
"I see that I was recently so soft and going beyond your limits made you daring to neglect Goran!"
One of the elders with purple eyes and a long white beard approached; stood ahead of others who were standing in a row. Ten men from ten clans and three women from other ones.
"For the first time in a long time, we witnessed such a disaster, we couldn't even see it in our nightmares. Please spare us, your highness."
William bared his teeth, he wanted to believe that but these faces were so unnerving, forgiving them meant giving in their desire.
William stood up, he knew every single guard, maidens, valets, and courtiers, all since he came to this land as the crown prince. His father's voice was resounding in his head, to prove that he deserved this throne he should not spare mistakes.
He descended the steps, halting near one of the guards, he stared into his eyes.
His fingers formed into paws, "weren't you at your post that night?"
The faerie's red eyes dimmed, he blinked and his throat bobbed up.
"Your grace, they drugged us."
"With what, they drugged you? The juice between legs?"
He knew that some of the guards were tricked by some ladies and were spending the night in the rooms.
He didn't wait for more answers and his large nails dove into the man. He squeezed his fingers. Many people in this court didn't want him. He didn't care how many lives it must cost him to take but this place belonged to him, all of it, from this palace to the deepest wells that they were collecting water from it and their lives.
The guard fell and coughed, blood gushed out and spread on the floor.
"While my men were dying out there, turning to ash like never existed, some of you were pleasuring the blessing pretending that you deserved it. The rest of execution will continue when I come back."
He strode to the elders, "I'm not done with you! I think we must rethink the position of elders, you've served enough since my grandfather's era."
Cleaning his hand with one of an elder's white robe he continued his path beside Samuel who felt good now. If it were him, he would hang them all for putting Goran in danger.
"The gate of the beasts is in humans Land. They are coming here through the cracks. I am leaving with one thousand faeries, in my absence, Leon will be on the Throne and Garon is my crown prince. If I return and see even one scratch on them, all of you will be executed, I close my eyes and would tear you all with my hands."
The faeries just exchanged glances, they knew that their king was not fibbing.
"Elder Thoiphen! No excuse will be accepted."
He added.
"Your highness, the humans would expect us to hand them!"
Elder Thoiphen stated, he had no fear! And the menace that just echoed didn't scare him. William had rough ways to prove himself yet it didn't mean he must go and put his life in harsh hazard. He was holding the power of white flames, the rarest one in the whole world.
"What do you mean?" He anticipated this man to protest like always, but he never doubted his loyalty.
"I mean that it is not essential for our King to leave again! You have been far from the capital while you could bring us a Queen. On the other side, there are other empires of faeries that don't bother to help, shouldn't we ask them to join?"
William paused, he guessed that they might suggest asking for aid from Griffin Kingdome or the elves but he wanted to gain this honor and stable his position. Asking Elvenia or Zavika wasn't in his dish.
"No way! We will achieve this honor, we are the throne of wolves."
The elders murmured to each other but hastily it calmed.
"Your highness, your life matters so much to us."
William let out a laugh, "My life? Should I remark that you hate to see me on that throne? You want me to bring you an heir then plot my death to get rid of me."
Unfortunately, it was the fact! But gladly, he disgusted all of their daughters.
"Your highness, Welcome back."
The soft voice came from the entrance gate. A beauty in a white dress walked ahead, Holcane's eyes glinted when the princess of Parsa appeared from nowhere.
"Princess Anita, I could have come to meet you."
She was the only person who William treated generously and to those elders, she hopefully arrived on time.
They opened the way for her, her eyes caught the corpse on the floor and the blood on William's sleeve. Her heart was heavy, she couldn't at least cure his pains. Her brown eyes saddened and she stopped beside him.
William kissed her head, she was the nicest one who loved him unconstitutionally so he swallowed his disgust and greeted her with that simple kiss that was more like a pecking on food.
"Your highness, the elders are right, we must ask for more help, we don't know how many beasts are there."
"So you've heard all of it."
William sneered.
"I did, and your life matters to me more than anyone."
"Everyone leave us. I will make my decision until the sunrise but I want to see one thousand armed men down the Abyss stairs in the morning."