Antar Year 3589
Chapter One : The Dark Side
Khivar, a middle aged man with black hair and black eyes, sat in his study as usual.
He spent most of his time there, when he didn´t terrorize his attendants.
Nobody disturbed him in his little room, in which he could create his plan to conquer King Salem and his kingdom.
For a few weeks now he planed to attack the Castle of his enemy and kill the remaining royals there.
But he knew that he had to be fast and sneaky.
Althrough King Salem had much more Soldiers as him, Khivar had the most cold blooded and the most unscrupoloused men on the whole planet.
They had no knowledge of mercy, no consience and they hated to lose.
And the worst of it all, they were very powerful mindreaders, which meant they anticipated the move of their enemies.
On that thought a big smile spread on Khivars otherwise stoic face.
He looked on the timekeeper on his right wrist and discovered that he had still time before dinner was served.
Suddenly a noise outside his room disturbed his thoughts.
Slowly he walked to the west window and looked on the court, where his soldiers exercised.
Many of his men were the best in dealing with the lasersword or the hand in hand combat.
Nobody would have a chance against him and his men once they finished their training.
In the middle of the fighting troop Khivar discovered his son Nikolai, which he adored to no end.
He was the exact image of his father, appearance and attributes wise.
Khivar knew once the time came, his son would reign the Kingdom in his manner.
Nikolai was still young, but he possesed the same power to rule and conquer.
He could get anybody to do as he says with a snap of his fingers.
Just as Khivar wanted to turn around he saw something unexpected.
Among his many soldier there was a petite young girl with long dirty blonde hair.
She was fighting with a men twice her size and despite that he had no chance against her.
Whatever her opponent did, she dodged every blow he threw at her.
Khivar was quite impressed and observed his daughter for a while.
Her skills were above average and she seemed to be more powerful than Nikolai.
Despite the disadvantage of her size and the angelic face she was a born fighter.
Khivar shook his head and wondered why he never saw how strong his daughter really was.
Maybe he should have paid more attention to her.
KNOCK KNOCK
Khivar was abruptly torn from his thoughts as he heard a knock on his door.
With a quick "come in" he went to his desk and sat on his armchair.
A little man stretched his head trough the gap between the door and frame.
Khivar gave him a wink to enter the room and close the door behind him.
" Your Highness, forgive me for the intrusion, but we have a problem", the man stuttered afraid.
" Ok Avicus, what have you to report?", he asked his advisor.
" The people are unhappy with the taxes", answered the man, well aware that his king would not be interested.
" And that´s my problem?", Khivar knew about that, but he didn´t gave a damn, after all there were only subjects.
" Sir, the peasants want to stir up a revolt, if nothing changes", retorted Avicus a little bit intimidated from his king.
" Tell them", Khivar leant his torso threateningly forward and stared his advisor with a dangerously glint in his eyes. " the first, which dares to make a move will be hung in public!"
" Of course your Highness. I will deliver the message", Avicus nodded respectfully." I will do it as soon as possible" he bowed before his king and went quick out of the study, relieved to be alive.
Khivar however sat head shaking in his armchair.
What in the world thought those country bumpkin to set against their king.
If those good for nothings believed they could win against him, they were dumber than he thought.
Nobody, who dared to confront him, would see the next day of that was he sure.