Queen of all yokai, Raseleane, sighed as she woke up and felt Nadil playing with her hair. She pushed his hand away and sat up into a sitting position. She sighed again, as she felt his larger hand grip hers and she then smiled when she looked over to the darkened doorway and saw two pairs of large, mysterious eyes watching them.
"Mother." Said the slightly taller boy with dark green hair, and his younger brother then ran up to the bed and gripped his mother's other hand which was under the bed sheets.
Raseleane's smile was strained, and inside she always felt trapped between the two of them. The one's she loved, and the one who she served!
Zoma smiled, and Gil grimaced, when he felt the cold gaze of a yokai solider watching them.
"I know you have something better to do!" Gil snarled, impatient at being there without a direct summon from the yokai king.
The solider in question glared back, but when Zoma stepped forward, the solider lowered his gaze and let the two pass without incident.
"Low lives, all of them!" Gil said, then turning toward the door, he walked in and looked over at the room in front of him.
The walls were actually clean in this part of the fortress, and more and more pieces of furniture seemed to line the place every time he entered. His dark, blue hair was just a shade lighter than the walls of the room, and the sunlight that poured from one of the windows helped to dispel some of the shadows.
He then bowed low to the ground, and so did Zoma. They were in the presence of Nadil and had to act respectable.
"How are the preparations going?" Asked Nadil, as he lazily wrapped an arm around his Queen.
"Well, sir... The place is still in shambles, but after a few more weeks the rooms will be restored and most of the repairs will be almost finished." Zoma replied, with no trace of nervousness in his voice.
Gil on the other hand, didn't dare speak, and he only lifted up his eyes when the Queen spoke.
"Good. I am hoping that my sons will be able to go and play there, and that it can be ready for their arrival before summer comes." She said, her eyes intent upon Zoma.
Nadil then spoke again and said, "I've decided to give you full rein over the areas in which I assigned you... Don't mess up in playing prince, or I'll have Shyrendora back there in an instant."
"Yes" Zoma said, his eyes clearly showing his surprise.
Later their meeting was over and Nadil went away to attend to other matters, thus making the room a much livelier place.
"Thank you, Zoma!" Raseleane said happily as she walked over to the young man and hugged him. "My children require you to play with them, but before you go, will you give me a handshake?" She asked, her eyes alight with hope.
"Yes, my Queen." He said, and then put his hand in hers and shook it. She then pulled her hand away and smiled at their retreating backs. "They'll be happy to see you, and just as I have been grateful to you." She whispered, and once she heard the door close behind them, opened up her small fist and unfolded the letter that she had received.
Krylancelo notice:
Hi everyone, this is somewhat short, but I didn't get anything for the first chapter so I wasn't too inspired. Doesn't mean I won't write when I feel like it, but reviews do help. Anyhow, does anyone want me to write in a dragon member or two? If you tell me of your favs I try and give them some importance, at least from the resistance's POV!
See you all later!
"Mother." Said the slightly taller boy with dark green hair, and his younger brother then ran up to the bed and gripped his mother's other hand which was under the bed sheets.
Raseleane's smile was strained, and inside she always felt trapped between the two of them. The one's she loved, and the one who she served!
Zoma smiled, and Gil grimaced, when he felt the cold gaze of a yokai solider watching them.
"I know you have something better to do!" Gil snarled, impatient at being there without a direct summon from the yokai king.
The solider in question glared back, but when Zoma stepped forward, the solider lowered his gaze and let the two pass without incident.
"Low lives, all of them!" Gil said, then turning toward the door, he walked in and looked over at the room in front of him.
The walls were actually clean in this part of the fortress, and more and more pieces of furniture seemed to line the place every time he entered. His dark, blue hair was just a shade lighter than the walls of the room, and the sunlight that poured from one of the windows helped to dispel some of the shadows.
He then bowed low to the ground, and so did Zoma. They were in the presence of Nadil and had to act respectable.
"How are the preparations going?" Asked Nadil, as he lazily wrapped an arm around his Queen.
"Well, sir... The place is still in shambles, but after a few more weeks the rooms will be restored and most of the repairs will be almost finished." Zoma replied, with no trace of nervousness in his voice.
Gil on the other hand, didn't dare speak, and he only lifted up his eyes when the Queen spoke.
"Good. I am hoping that my sons will be able to go and play there, and that it can be ready for their arrival before summer comes." She said, her eyes intent upon Zoma.
Nadil then spoke again and said, "I've decided to give you full rein over the areas in which I assigned you... Don't mess up in playing prince, or I'll have Shyrendora back there in an instant."
"Yes" Zoma said, his eyes clearly showing his surprise.
Later their meeting was over and Nadil went away to attend to other matters, thus making the room a much livelier place.
"Thank you, Zoma!" Raseleane said happily as she walked over to the young man and hugged him. "My children require you to play with them, but before you go, will you give me a handshake?" She asked, her eyes alight with hope.
"Yes, my Queen." He said, and then put his hand in hers and shook it. She then pulled her hand away and smiled at their retreating backs. "They'll be happy to see you, and just as I have been grateful to you." She whispered, and once she heard the door close behind them, opened up her small fist and unfolded the letter that she had received.
Krylancelo notice:
Hi everyone, this is somewhat short, but I didn't get anything for the first chapter so I wasn't too inspired. Doesn't mean I won't write when I feel like it, but reviews do help. Anyhow, does anyone want me to write in a dragon member or two? If you tell me of your favs I try and give them some importance, at least from the resistance's POV!
See you all later!
