The Thrones' Abyss
Jorsa- Capital of Alovena
Arriving at Jorsa the gates went wide as soon as Masun galloped ahead, dismounted, and walked to the guards.
"I feel odd here. The town is so quiet!"
Ryan told his wife, she shoved the scarf off her mouth, gazing at the rainy sky.
"If they were the people who disliked the rain I could have said that rain caused this silence but I'm confident that there are other problems."
They dismounted after crossing the gateway. Masun who was talking to a warden shook his head and his face ran dimly. He began his steps to the Leader of Bead and her husband.
"The King had taken people to the temple, he told us that only prayers can save us from the devils."
"Shit!" Hashin blurted out, squeezing the lariat in his palm.
Saya and Ryan exchanged a glance, if the king believed that way then why would he ask for help? So he wasn't the person who had sent the letter?
"Take us to the shrine."
Masun nodded, he could not understand his king, while their people were losing their lives why would he waste the time? Should not the ethereal men take care of that prayers?
The town was great, here had fewer roofs on the streets but had many domes, colorful and fantastic ones. There were many watchtowers that couldn't simply collapse but it could make sense when the King had plenty of sanities to protect his land.
They crossed the streets and headed up for the great steps that were directed to the palace, where it had the giant dome. It was covered with layers of gold and glinted.
Climbing up the stairs they led the way for the mountain domain. The lanterns, torches, and everything else was on the path was getting whipped by the wind.
A huge throng was lined, reciting words to the gods, kneeling and ignoring the rain that drenched them.
Growing their way to the ziggurat building, after the pillars that had the head of lions carved above them, they passed by the sculptures, sat on either side. The nude sculptures of Gods and Goddesses. Four Gods and two goddesses.
The building had three floors but all was full of people, even on the stairs, they couldn't find a free space to step on.
Masun took them up through a narrowed staircase where the guards were watching around. The King should have been on the third floor. The smoke was clouding up to the sky from there.
"What is going on here!" Ryan uttered. Was it execution or a ritual!
Going up, Saya closed her eyes, the ethereal men were naked, a man was nude and chained to a wall. The King was nude too and only had a piece of cloth over his waist that with this rain, it couldn't conceal many organs underneath.
The roof was rounded and the middle was a free view to the sky, exactly where the tray was, it did cover the heads from the rain. The smoke was heavy and could burn the eyes. But all people around the king were resisting it.
"They want to sacrifice for the heavens!"
Ryan swallowed, he had heard of this custom in Alovena but seeing this with his own eyes brought him goosebumps. He held Saya's hand, if the king didn't send the letter then who else could do?
The King was kneeling in front of the great stone tray where smoke was streaming up, a dagger was beside him, resting on the cobbled floor and the use of it didn't even need guess as it was obvious, speaking itself.
"My Lords, accept this sacrifice from us."
The ethereal man with braided hair and the tattoo of wings on his chest stated, his hands wide open to the sky. The poor man on the wall was shaking. Ryan was waiting for a thunderbolt to hit him!
Asked Ryan.
"Do you want to be on that wall? We sacrifice criminals and heretics for the gods." Masun explained, wearing scowled skin.
"Gladly my father left here on time, before I see such madness," Saya murmured near Ryan's ear. Her hands were numb and her knees were shivering.
The King gripped the scimitar dagger and stepped to the man, Ryan was holding his breath, what sort of welcome was this, he couldn't even judge as his head had run blank. The sky thundered and it sounded more like a nightmare, here was the place that Bead was a part of it once but the two lands had extremely different vibrations. One like this, heavy air and fearsome and the other one, ethereal and you could feel the angels in the air.
"Stop!"
The word resounded, Ryan's head averted on his wife. At the same time, the guards took them under siege.
"Wait, cousin! I'll get back to you."
The King replied, seemingly he was aware of them by the corner of his eyes. He halted in front of the man, shouting loud enough to bring a chill to everyone who attended there.
"Today, I, Rozen Heekol Bajik, offer the gods a sinful soul to feed the devil, may they leave this land and never come back again."
"Your highness, spare my life." The man implored. Fear was whisking out of his whole body.
"Too late, you have killed ten men."
The dagger gleamed and traveled on the skin, blood gushed out.
Ryan was startled, could not even move. That guy killed ten men! Then they offered his soul to the devil. His head was whistling.
The King turned back, his green eyes sharp and fierce, his black long hair was glued to his head, he was tall but had a vast tummy despite his young age, walking to them, he placed the dagger on the edge of the stone tray.
"Saya, my glorious cousin. Are you here to pray with us?"
Saya pouted, this was not a joke, was it?
Before she could open her mouth to speak, his eyes rolled on Ryan.
"Who is this Velatorian man?"
"My dear Rozen, I've received your letter asking for help, and this man is my husband, Ryan James."
The King gave a reluctance twitch onto his lips, help? Letter? No way!
"Do you really think of me being this poor to ask Velator to assist me?"
The King seemed to be not pleased by what he just heard.
"I brought the letter, it is your handwritten and sealed."
The King approached Ryan, too close that he could feel his breath. Although it wasn't typical for him, Ryan bore it for Saya.
"I am glad to see your highness, Rozen."
Chapter 254: (254): Alovena (1)
Arriving at Jorsa the gates went wide as soon as Masun galloped ahead, dismounted, and walked to the guards.
"I feel odd here. The town is so quiet!"
Ryan told his wife, she shoved the scarf off her mouth, gazing at the rainy sky.
"If they were the people who disliked the rain I could have said that rain caused this silence but I'm confident that there are other problems."
They dismounted after crossing the gateway. Masun who was talking to a warden shook his head and his face ran dimly. He began his steps to the Leader of Bead and her husband.
"The King had taken people to the temple, he told us that only prayers can save us from the devils."
"Shit!" Hashin blurted out, squeezing the lariat in his palm.
Saya and Ryan exchanged a glance, if the king believed that way then why would he ask for help? So he wasn't the person who had sent the letter?
"Take us to the shrine."
Masun nodded, he could not understand his king, while their people were losing their lives why would he waste the time? Should not the ethereal men take care of that prayers?
The town was great, here had fewer roofs on the streets but had many domes, colorful and fantastic ones. There were many watchtowers that couldn't simply collapse but it could make sense when the King had plenty of sanities to protect his land.
They crossed the streets and headed up for the great steps that were directed to the palace, where it had the giant dome. It was covered with layers of gold and glinted.
Climbing up the stairs they led the way for the mountain domain. The lanterns, torches, and everything else was on the path was getting whipped by the wind.
A huge throng was lined, reciting words to the gods, kneeling and ignoring the rain that drenched them.
Growing their way to the ziggurat building, after the pillars that had the head of lions carved above them, they passed by the sculptures, sat on either side. The nude sculptures of Gods and Goddesses. Four Gods and two goddesses.
The building had three floors but all was full of people, even on the stairs, they couldn't find a free space to step on.
Masun took them up through a narrowed staircase where the guards were watching around. The King should have been on the third floor. The smoke was clouding up to the sky from there.
"What is going on here!" Ryan uttered. Was it execution or a ritual!
Going up, Saya closed her eyes, the ethereal men were naked, a man was nude and chained to a wall. The King was nude too and only had a piece of cloth over his waist that with this rain, it couldn't conceal many organs underneath.
"They want to sacrifice for the heavens!"
Ryan swallowed, he had heard of this custom in Alovena but seeing this with his own eyes brought him goosebumps. He held Saya's hand, if the king didn't send the letter then who else could do?
The King was kneeling in front of the great stone tray where smoke was streaming up, a dagger was beside him, resting on the cobbled floor and the use of it didn't even need guess as it was obvious, speaking itself.
"My Lords, accept this sacrifice from us."
The ethereal man with braided hair and the tattoo of wings on his chest stated, his hands wide open to the sky. The poor man on the wall was shaking. Ryan was waiting for a thunderbolt to hit him!
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"Why don't you stop them?"Asked Ryan.
"Do you want to be on that wall? We sacrifice criminals and heretics for the gods." Masun explained, wearing scowled skin.
"Gladly my father left here on time, before I see such madness," Saya murmured near Ryan's ear. Her hands were numb and her knees were shivering.
The King gripped the scimitar dagger and stepped to the man, Ryan was holding his breath, what sort of welcome was this, he couldn't even judge as his head had run blank. The sky thundered and it sounded more like a nightmare, here was the place that Bead was a part of it once but the two lands had extremely different vibrations. One like this, heavy air and fearsome and the other one, ethereal and you could feel the angels in the air.
"Stop!"
The word resounded, Ryan's head averted on his wife. At the same time, the guards took them under siege.
"Wait, cousin! I'll get back to you."
The King replied, seemingly he was aware of them by the corner of his eyes. He halted in front of the man, shouting loud enough to bring a chill to everyone who attended there.
"Today, I, Rozen Heekol Bajik, offer the gods a sinful soul to feed the devil, may they leave this land and never come back again."
"Your highness, spare my life." The man implored. Fear was whisking out of his whole body.
"Too late, you have killed ten men."
The dagger gleamed and traveled on the skin, blood gushed out.
Ryan was startled, could not even move. That guy killed ten men! Then they offered his soul to the devil. His head was whistling.
"Saya, my glorious cousin. Are you here to pray with us?"
Saya pouted, this was not a joke, was it?
Before she could open her mouth to speak, his eyes rolled on Ryan.
"Who is this Velatorian man?"
"My dear Rozen, I've received your letter asking for help, and this man is my husband, Ryan James."
The King gave a reluctance twitch onto his lips, help? Letter? No way!
"Do you really think of me being this poor to ask Velator to assist me?"
The King seemed to be not pleased by what he just heard.
"I brought the letter, it is your handwritten and sealed."
The King approached Ryan, too close that he could feel his breath. Although it wasn't typical for him, Ryan bore it for Saya.
"I am glad to see your highness, Rozen."
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