The Queen's Acacia
By The Ephemeral Sanity
"The Humans offer me an insubstantial infant to win my approval upon this treaty? Are they trying to please me or are they trying to anger me?" The Nasod Queen irritably said as she elegantly flipped her silver hair to the side while she sat on the black high chair in the centre of the Queen's Chamber. Clearly, she was not amused by the strategic diplomacy of the Human Race. More importantly, Queen Eve was certainly not thrilled to see a human—much less a child, inside her abode—her private sanctuary.
Oberon bowed downed before the Queen as he answered. "My Queen, if I may. This infant is in the lineage of outstanding humans that excelled in the art of combat and strategy. The infant is the only and legitimate offspring of the Guardian of the Human Race. According the ancient records, such traits can be passed on to the offspring as the process of reproduction undergoes. The human will be very much substantial to the Nasod Queen as you will need a strong and competent heir for the future of Altera."
"If that is so, then it must be the same for the human race." The Nasod Queen laughed darkly as she gave a cold glance upon the infant that was resting inside a basket of some sort. "I must have underestimated the humans in the field of tactical intelligence. By serving me their brethren, an heir to both thrones of Nasods and Humans will exist. When that happens, this infant will be crowned King of the Nasods. Perhaps this is what the ancients called as Check Mate."
Oberon looked at his Queen in confusion. He barely understood what the Nasod Queen had in mind.
"Oberon, the time of the Nasods will soon be over. The rise of the Humans is inevitable."
The Queen's right hand grew even more confused. "My Queen. I do not understand. When you announce your marriage with the human, you will bring peace and prosperity to the Nasod race. I do not see how our time will end by your union."
Queen Eve smiled at him. "The title of the Queen is lower than that of the King. And by allowing the infant to be crowned as King, the Nasod race will be swallowed by the Humans. The merge of the two race will deal the final blow to our end as we are severed from the alliance and our economy is damaged from the previous war. If the state of our lands and our ties with the other races are devastated, the Nasods do not have the upper hand upon gaining the title of supremacy. Oberon, do you not understand? Be it that I agree upon the treaty or pursue war with the Humans, the power and influence of the Nasods will perish."
Oberon's eyes widened in realization. "My Queen! What should be done?"
The Nasod Queen only let out a smile. "I shall part take and sign this treaty to prolong our reign over the lands of Altera. It will give time for us to recuperate and possibly coexist with the humans and gain back the trust of our former allies."
The exiguous human let out a soft cry as it pleaded for attention. The Nasod Queen bitterly curled her lips up as she gazed over the human infant.
"What is the name of the human?" Queen Eve asked.
"The Human is named as Chung Seiker, my Queen." Oberon replied.
The Nasod Queen nodded and gave out an absolute order. "I hereby declare Chung Seiker as a citizen of Altera. He will be cared for inside my castle until his coming of age when he shall be crowned as the King of the Nasods!"
Oberon knelled before the Queen as he acknowledge her order. "Yes, as you wish, my Queen."
Chung Seiker, the only offspring of the Guardian of Hamel—the mightiest warrior of the human race, had been declared to reside within the castle walls of Altera where he will be raised to be a mighty King of both the Nasod and Human race. The Nasod Queen, Eve, also stated that Chung will be her consort as she plans to conceive a strong and intelligent heir.
The future was distorted. What lies further ahead for the Nasod and Human race?
