The evil king

by Magdalena Ramsing

My take on of the king of Hybern. This is his story and I tried to explain his motives.

The Hybern king

Of the isle Hybern I am king
and war and slavery I will bring
on Prythain and the humans.
For 500 years I was fuming
about a lost cause and a changed world.
But change will come so head my word.
Hybern allied with Spring Court,
Rask, Monstsere and Vallahan for our shared worths.
Humans are to be chattel and slaves
as they lack magic and go to early graves.
But there were faeries who fought their own kind
and their feeble hearts made them blind.
We are entitled as High Fae
to enslave them who are to die.
So we the loyalists were defeated
by a human and faerie alliance. We retreated
and on our victory was cheated.
The human Jurian seduced Clythia
who was sister to my famous general
Amarantha. She told them our secrets
and the Alliance used that with neatness.
Clythia was tortued and killed by Jurian
as she was no longer useful. That reason
I could easily understand
and it Amarantha's fury fanned.
Prythain was our biggest obstacle
and its High Lords so obstinate
about the humans rights.
They almost all chose to fight
against our just cause. They were responsible
so that our final victory was impossible.
Jurian was killed by Amarantha
and she and I repeated our mantra
that humans were possessions.
So the victors called that obsessions
and they didn't let us negotiate
and chose our own fate
of how the new world was to be
and we were told to set our slaves free.
We killed every single human in Hybern
and that were all that they earned.
The last insult was that Wall
built to stop us faeries all
from crossing to the deep South
that was the humans new home and out
with all faeries from the human realms.
How the southern faeries whelmed
in rage and despair. For myself I started
to think, study more magic and plan.
Hybern's trade routes South ran
but were now cut of.
As I was Hybern's boss
my people were silent about that loss.
I didn't made new ones
and our wealth sank like stones.
As time went by and polished the bones
of humans that made up my throne
I started to hunt for the Cauldron.
That one had for millenia been gone.

A hundred years ago I sent out agents and spies
to all courts and faerie realms to the past praise
and talk about it like a lost golden age.
They spoke about me as a wise sage
who rememberd and could bring it back.
To do that we had to the Wall attack
and remove it and bring the humans back
into their old fold
when they did as we told.
I was so very clever and sly
and personally instructed every spy.
My people rememberd the glorious past
and willingly did as I asked
or rather commanded them to prepare
for our Attor legion would soon take to air.
Amarantha I saved for Prythain
and she had a own plan
as she took my book of spells
and made the High Lords wells
of powers dry up. She deceived
them for fifty years and achieved
their ruling system cleave
and them with a High Queen leave.
They each had to bow and behave
and act as her willing slave.
Their old power they did crave
and some where fools and brave.
She knew how to crush and kill
and tortued them to her fill.
What a fine example she sat
for those on my vision had spat.
I found a young priestess in exile
and my ideas made her smile.
Brannagh and Dagdan knew my plans
and were eager to bloody their hands.
Amarantha wanted the Lord of Spring
and if I only knew what trouble that should bring!
He said no and said some things not so wise
and I told her a clever way to do vice.
Invite them as a excuse to a masked ball
and glue the masks permanent to them all!
I still hunted for the Cauldron and she ruled
Prythain and its High Lords severly schooled.
The High Lord of Night Rhysand she made her
whore and he did made her purr.
Tamlin lost his chance of freedom
and had to his Spring Court abandon.
But hehad played a secret game
and had managed to a foolish human girl tame.
So out of love she went to Amarantha's Court
to free him and thought it worth
her sure death. Stupid humans can us suprise
and my dear Amarantha bored was unwise
to made a bargain about to set Tamlin free.
That girl Feyre turned out to be
a big problem. She survived to trials
and I sent a messenger to cross the miles
between the two islands to warn
so my planning wasn't to come to harm.
He was assured that all was in hand
and went back to my land.
That girl solved Amarantha's curse
and for my plans all the worse.
What a waste that she was killed
but interesting that the High Lords willed
Feyre back to life as an immortal.
Some possibiltes that gave had me chortle.
The Attor brought back my book and Jurian's remnants
in that ring and fingerbone pendants.

I found the Cauldon but it was crippled
with its feet carved of and wrath rippled
as I saw. I found it in a frozen lake
and tons of ice I had to break.
So I was of to hunt for its feet
as for to full in power it had to be complete.
My spies found that I should look at the temples
across the world and migh leave them in shambles.
I told Ianthe to go to Spring
so I might learn some useful thing.
Tamlin was supposed to marry his savior
and Ianthe drilled her in behavior.
Rhysand turned up to steal the bride
who with that bargin was to him tied.
I sent a small force to Cersere
to plunder their temple as it was clear
that the missing foot was there.
They killed the priestesses and tore
through the holy trove
and found what I needed.
Ianthe her ideas in Tamlin seeded.
As the Cauldron now has whole
I put in it Amarantha's ring with Jurian's soul
and his bone and he was brought back again.
It was clear that after 500 years his brain
must have maddenend. That was good
for then he less of a problem would
be. Far easier for me to control
and he listenend as I told him of his role
to seduce the human Queens with tales
of eternal life and youth and forever rule.
All they had to do were to side with me
and pledge their armies. They listened with glee.
Rhysand took Feyre away for good
and Tamlin was furious and frantic. That did
the trick for him to listen to my priestess.
People were like pawns as I played chess
and this was planned for more
than 100 years. But Amarantha's former whore
planned to stop me. He sent the Queens letters.
I wished the High Lords were still in fetters.
Rhysand had started to search for the Book
of Breathings and his spymaster betook
himself of to the human lands
to infiltrate the royal palace in the sands.
I was happy to provide a barrier
and Jurian was the carrier
of our messages. In return he wanted
Miryam back as she him haunted.
The Cauldron said she was alive
and to find her he did strive.
The Queens agreed to work with me
and agreed to ignore Rhysand's plea.
Rhysand instead visited Summer
and played Tarquin like a mummer
as he stole his part of the Book.
Tamlin gave in to Ianthe's urging
and our alliance was soon emerging.
What he wanted was simple
just his bride back so not to remain single
and that bargain was to be broken.
My demands were said outspoken
that he would let my army enter his territory
and use it as a base. He was worried
for his people but I promised falsely
not to touch them. For him it would be costly
to try to break our own bargain.
Tamlin also had to harken
and agree to that Feyre was to work
for me if the Night Court found the Book.
A child of all the Courts
she would have powers of all sorts.
I told the Queens to meet Rhysand
and they were winnowed to the land
of Feyre's family. They were to demand
proofs of that there was good in his land.
I learnt Feyre was there to.
I told the Attor what to do
to fly to the Wall and take who
you all know. It flew
but was dumped in Hybern with shredded wings.
So they had tortured it to learn things.
It didn't knew very much
but it was an insult and taken as such.
The girl escaped and I had to wait
maybe I could use Rhysand as bait.
That I decided and tried
but the soldiers I sent died.
A very difficult female to catch
but I would get her at last.

The Queens told me about a secret city
named Velaris that was very pretty
and full of light and music. There was the Rainbow
a place with artists that with paints glow.
They wouldn't tell me about Feyre's sisters
but Ianthe told me in whispers
who they were and where they lived.
I planned to make them very longlived
by putting them in my Cauldron and they would be Fae.
The Queens wanted to know
it were safe so I had to show
them. The sisters had to be strong willed
to survive the transformation or be killed.
One Queen had her own game played
and gave away the Book. She was flayed
by the Attor as punishment and tortured.
To send Rhysand a message some units were ordered
to attack Velaris. They were to slaughter
and destroy buildings with laughter.
All the soldiers I sent died but what annoyed
me was that Feyre took my Attor and toyed
with it like a cat with a mouse before the kill.
A small sacrifice as I fetched her sisters
to Hybern for now Rhysand must strike.
I made my trap and he wouldn't like
the result. So the Night Court were caught
and how against my enchantment Feyre fought.
It turned out that she was mated
to Rhysand and said some illfated
things to Tamlin. But I had her sisters
brought in and the Queens watched
with hunger. The Night Court was splotched
with blood from shreaded wings and that arrow
in an Illyrian chest with bloodbane in the marrow.
I told my guards to put the prettiest in first
and that made Tamlin curse
and try to stop me. I held him with magic
and Lucien when he tried to be drastic.
Feyre pleaded and thought it was tragic
that her sisters would be made immortal.
The girl was put in and the result made me chortle.
I told the Queens to watch as it was done
and they stared as one.
The Cauldron turned and she came out
and she was fae and her sister made a shout
in anger and grief. I let Lucien go
and the Queens started to crow
how they would live for ever.
He gave her his coat whatever
I told them to put in that hellcat
and she fought against it like a brat
who didn't liked my gift.
But at last she was lift
up and in the water tossed
but even then she opposed
and pointed at me with a hand
and a look that she promised to have me banned.
I hissed to my guards to put her under
and they had better not to blunder.
She to was successfully turned
and was angry when she learned
that Lucien was her sisters mate.
I told the Queens it might be their fate
to also have a faerie lord as mate.
That words they ate and almost started a fight
over who of them that should get in first.

What happened then wasn't my plan
as Rhysand first tried to bargain
but Feyre then started to scream
and pulled her hair to the extreme.
She unleashed some light and backed away
from Rhysand and to Tamlin make her way.
She told us that he had forced
her and now she wanted to be divorced.
She told Tamlin that she didn't want
the Night Court dead just let them go to junt.
She made that a part of the bargain
and to that Tamlin gave in.
For me it didn't matter as I had the girl
and I felt the Book. I had seen her powers whirl
and I knew I had caught a pearl.
Pity about that blond female that drew a knife
at me. She could have made nice as a wife.
Feyre told me to break the bond
and Rhysand pleaded no as he was not fond
of that prospect. She knelt at my throne
and I did it and felt shaken in my bones.
To break a bargain comes with a prize
and that is seldom something nice.
I took away the lock of their powers
as next time I would take them lower
than now. And somehow despite my wards
they took Feyre's sisters and winnowed out. Against records
was this as I spewed my wrath at the guards
and Jurian. Why didn't they grab my ace cards
that were the sisters and what about the wards?
And what about my trumph card the Book?
Somehow the Night Court it took
and then Feyre gave me a steely look.
Your misstake she said and promised
to lit our pyres. Such drama but she was honest.
I told Tamlin to bring her back when
the Book was found but until then
they should go home. I was not amused
and my ego was a bit bruised
that a girl had played me so
but for now there where other matters to
see. So Tamlin winnowed them to Spring
but soon over that I would be king.
The first Queen went into the Cauldron
and it was the youngest of them.
She elbowed and pushed to be first in line
but what came up from the water was not fine.
A young woman went in and as a old crone
with wrinkles emerged. In a shrill tone
she asked what was wrong
as we stared the whole throng.
She was fae but her skin was wrinkled
and in old liver marks sprinkled.
Something was wrong with the Cauldron
and I realized what was wrong.
That hellcat sister had drawn from its power
so it was now a bit lower.
The crone hissed and did glower
as she did angrily vower
to find Nesta and have revenge
for her stolen youth. What stench
from her rotten teeth and breath
there was no beauty left.
The other Queens refused to go in
and looked in horror at her wrinkled skin.
I should have to hunt Nesta down
if she only had in the cauldron drowned.
What were it with these Archeron sisters
that they made in my plan blisters?
I thought with a heavy frown
that they made me look like a clown
instead for a king.
First Feyre and then Nesta trouble bring
what about the second one that little thing.
She seemed like a meek mouse
but if I only had left them in their house.
That trio of sisters were trouble
as they would knife me to snubble.
I sent the Queen back to their castle
for here they were a hassle.

So Feyre was back in Spring
so Ianthe was sent a thing
to put in her food
as it would do her magic no good.
I told Tamlin that I would send some
emissaries to his home.
Brannagh and Dagdan were to go
and Jurian should to.
They were to study that Wall
to find holes that would make it fall.
To gather information and split
the Court. To do that they were fit
my niece and nephew as they were
daemati. That they where that didn't occur
to Tamlin as he was not very bright
but at least he would be useful in a fight.
No that girl Feyre was the one to watch
to make sure she didn't made of.
Their visit were cut short
and I had a terrible rapport
about that Feyre had them killed.
And as daemati she willed
Ianthe to tell the Spring Court about
torture and fear and the worth
of Tamlin's reputation fell short.
I had Ianthe and Jurian collected
and in Ianthe's mind I detected
Feyre's meddling. I took away what I could
and put in some shields as she should
help me catch Feyre. She told me about
that trap to catch a Suriel
who wanted a robe or a meal
so I made a tracking spell
to sound like a warning bell.
She was of to hunt
and I wondered if she would pull of the stunt.
I saw how the Spring Court fell
and for Tamlin it must be like hell
that his beloved had planned it all.
I still had to destroy the Wall
and wondered why my allies on the Continent
and the human Queens had gone silent.
I used my fleeting spell to destroy Velaris ward
and sent my Twin Ravens towards
Rhysand's beloved library to take
Nesta at last. It was time to break
out from her that stolen power.
After that with her I wouldn't bother.
They killed my Ravens and that was a loss
but now it was the time to the sea cross.
My fleet landed in Tamlin's ports
and my men deserved some sport.
Adriata was built up again
but all Tarquin's hard work was in wain
as I sent some ships there with men to entertain
themselves. I made a small illusion
if Rhysand should make an intrusion
in that battle. Tarquin was unprepared
so there was slaughter and none spared
but Rhysand turned up with his legions.
Illyrians fights like demons
but I had a lock on his power
so he the whole fleet had to scour.
I wasn't there in person
but we had quite the conversation.
So he was mocked by me and the crew
but he was calm for is was nothing new.
I talked about his mate
but he didn't take that bait.
He struck with power like a javelin
and my illusion was unraveling.
At last he asked why this war
and said why and what Hybern fought for.
They didn't listen to us Loyalists
but we would have back ours with fists.
So be aware of the risk!
Then he turned the boat to mist.
I had made my point and knew he called
for the High Lords to meet.
I should send Tamlin to spy and then bleat
to me about what was said.
I was always planning ahead
and always every fact read.

So the meeting in secret was held
and I did my Cauldron wield
and the Wall came down.
This war will be renown
as the restoration of our High Fae's rights
so best pick the right side to fight.
I brought more men to Tamlin's territory
and they were eager to be glory.
Tamlin returned but he didn't had much news
more than most High Lords had choose
to fight. A part of my army was marshing
towards Summer Court ready for harming
them. Some untrained nobles needed
experience of battle as they were pigheaded.
I had a rapport that the whole army
was defeated. My eyes were stormy
but in numbers my forces were superior
so let the Allies be culled to be more inferior.
I had studied maps and and cloaked
my forces with the Cauldron and joked
about how we were to have some sport.
Some silly robed humans of some sort
of faerieloving cult walked into our camp
to us worship. I would let them out in the ramp
so a rack was constructed and they were strung
up to be tortued and beaten. We let them hung
and some pleaded and other screamed.
One renounced his faith. It was nice to be esteemed
and we played some more fun.
Ianthe took two soldiers and left on a hum
to catch Feyre. My second and larger army was
of to attack Winter but by some faux pas
they all fell in battle. The Allies should
by now be drained in strength and magic as it stood.
That was good but one night Nesta scried
and saw the Cauldron. It saw her and lied
and seduced Elain and it kidnapped to my camp.
In my tent she suddenly appeared in the light of a lamp.
One Archeron sister of three and just
the one I didn't need. I had her thrust
up in steel and spells and left to mull
what to do. In my camp was a glorification
of what was to come as the final battle was upon
us. Seated up on my throne many toasts
were drank to me. There were jokes and boasts
who would kill any survivors when we won.
Who would with Morrigan or Viviane had fun.

I felt an instrusion in my camp and for sure
Feyre had used Ianthe's face to lure
her way in to save her sister.
Azriel was with her and shadows whispered
in his ears. They took of together all three
but I chased them with Naga hounds and glee.
Rhysand's mate had came to me
and now she would never be free.
How he would rage and panic as I held
her as he was felled.
I shot an arrow with a bow
at Feyre and I heard how
she and Azriel in panic yelled.
Suddeny their rank swelled
with Tamlin as he killed my Naga dogs
but that shouldn't even the odds.
But Feyre grow wings and took flight
and let out a brust of white light
so again my wards were severed.
As they had against the wards hovered
I called for Arrows but a blue shield covered
them. So she made a hole and they sailed
out and Tamlin to. So he had me failed
and was a traitor and would pay for that
and for the Archeron sisters what
was punishment enough for all insults
they had committed to me. The results
would be personal and horrible
as I would sack their home and terrible
kill all they loved or destroy it.
All humans would feel my bit.
But somehow they had winnowed away
all humans so the sisters held sway
among the High Lords. But we plundered
their home and every encountered human suffered.
And the final battle dawned and somehow
three Ancients had joined their show.
They killed and slew and I lost men
but I used the Cauldron again
and killed thousands and one Ancient
but somehow the name Archeron was hellbent
to trouble me. A great armada turned up
assembled by the sister's father. My backup
fleet was thuse engaged and Jurian was also a betrayer.
Then I felt Nesta close to the Cauldron
so I took her father as a precaution.
I found the Weaver and she preened
at my compliment and it seemed
her reputation was exaggerated as she
was an easy kill. I found Nesta and with glee
presented her father and talked about
his daugthers changed circumstances. No doubt
that they all loved eachother. So I killed him
and Nesta struck and it was impressive to take in
but I winnowed away. Then Cassian stepped in
and I gave in to play with swords for fun
and toyed a bit with both of them.
So they kissed and prepared to die
and I had to sigh as they said goodbuy
and called for my power to end this.
A girl stepped out from a shadow with a hiss
and a dagger was rammed in my neck.
It was Elain some had come to pay back
for her family. Nesta took over and my head
was sawed of. My dreams for the furture were dead
and so was I. All beacause of humans
that must have some secrets
like love and kindness
and trust and the will to do good.
I never learnt but maybe I should?