Rhys' Punishment
As he approached the castle Rhys knew he was in for trouble, the weather reflected the mood of the dark night, he feared for his life.
"And the children were gone too?" He wasn't happy.
"I'm sorry ... I looked everywhere," Somehow Rhys knew he would be so forgiving.
"ARRRGHHH! HOW YOU FAILED ME!" Though his anger scared Rhys he didn't care he was more bothered about finding chance and his child… especially the child.
"Master, forgive me, but they can't have gone far, unless they were captured. Together are powers are almost unlimited, we could find them." He felt the masters rage flaring off his aged skin, the years hadn't treat him well yet with age came wisdom, and most importantly power.
"FOOL! You won't have the chance! You lost my chance … I mean our chance, you must pay."
And with that he uttered the words under his breath and released his fists producing a red light from his finger tips, thrusting Rhys above the castle ruins into a sound proof cage, locked with magic, unbreakable to even the strongest magician. He wept alone, though he'd always been a prisoner now he was finally surrounded by bars. He thrashed and cursed as he watched his captor walk from the castle, still fuming from his loss.He had nothing to do but await death; little did he know power was rising elsewhere.