The Warning

Day changed the night, night came after day. Prince was working non-stop organising things, finding replacement of himself for the time being and doing last preparations for the journey. Dark Prince was just bored and was doing absolutely nothing but just annoying himself and people in surrounding. For those who were getting quite interested in his sparkling personality both Princes created a tale of a long lost and happily found young brother. Not that it was the last option of all but how else could they explain such a similarity between themselves?

Prince of Darkness was walking around Babylon and sadly remembering good times when he and Prince were up to retaking the throne from the Vizier. Well… Prince was up to reclaiming. He had the thoughts of his own. And the plan would be perfect if Farah would not burst in the Mental Realm and…

"Stupid Indian woman." he muttered angrily as more and more frustration was coming over. "This place full of sorrow blah blah blah… Prince could be mine! For crying out loud he was mine!!"

"A kick in a head from a horse still hurts, I assume?" asked polite female voice behind him. Dark Prince turned around and faced his saviour. Sure demon pretended that he does not know her at all.

"And who are you, may I ask?"
Girl's eyes twinkled with laughter as she looked at him with a head a bit crooked.

"So I see… Pretending not recognising the person once seen is the cheapest trick you can ever use."
"You told yourself that I have seen you only once. Sure I cannot remember you." answered Dark Prince with only logical reply he could imagine.

"Our Prince has a very good memory."
Demon froze as a rabbit out of surprise and only managed to squeeze out of himself: "Prince? I do not see the connection…"

"Beware of the Shadowlands, Prince of Darkness. You will find your doom there. As the Prince will." she suddenly said and looked straight into his eyes.

"What the… How do you know…? What are you?!" he grabbed her elbow, willing to get all the answers. Panic. A new feeling for Prince of Darkness. Fearing for his life… That is so human. First time he felt that in Prince when they were still the one and undividable. He could read Prince's thoughts and then felt it. Slight disturbance. A fear. Fear to die.

"I see the weapon of The Sand attached to your arm. I saw it before. And the creature that carried it. I can see the future and I give you the advice. What else do you want?"

"Azar. Who are you? I do not feel Sand in you." said Dark Prince, deep down feeling absolutely sick because he sounded like a good clean princey.

She laughed. Bright and happy, like nothing just happened.
"Oh I am a human. As you are. I just have the ability to foresee the timeline."

Demon started to get angry. He caught notes of slight arrogance in her tone.
"You can foresee the timeline? Do not make me laugh. Only the Empress of Time can do that. And she is…"

"Dead. But do not worry. Her place is not empty. I do not really care whether you trust me or not. Pass my words to the Prince." she again smiled. "Your elder brother. He will listen. He always did."

"You want to say you know him, eh?" Dark Prince was willing to take the revenge and put a very sarcastic and offensive tone.
"Just pass the message. You will see by his reaction. See you, handsome." with that she went away.

"Why you stupid little… I AM NOT ATTRACTED TO YOU!!! Moreover! You are the ugliest woman I have ever seen!" yelled Dark Prince in her direction, hoping Azar will hear him.

He felt absolutely miserable being a human. No power, nothing. He cannot even hide the Daggertail so it has to be dragged on the road behind him. So much desired freedom looks not so bright anymore. Maybe it was bad idea to be separated from the Prince. There he was safe and invulnerable.

And what was he now? A weak human creature. Had to feel emotions he had not felt and did not want to feel at all.

"I hate you, Kaileena… just give me the chance to meet you face to face. Boy you will regret…" he furiously whispered to himself and shuffled in the direction of the palace.

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The room was dark. Several candles did not give much light either. But it seemed, and so it was, that the man in the room did not really need light. Very carefully he took something from the table. She could not see what. Maybe it was a drink or something.

"Ah… You came." was a satisfied grunt.
"You called me. How could I not to?"

Silence.
She did not worry. Her master liked to wait. Time is what he really had. Time…

A sudden movement with hand and golden twirls of sand created a circle in the air. A beautiful city, dawn. And two lonely figures standing on the balcony, overlooking the sea. Arguing. Like twins, only hair of the one was like fire when first sunbeams fell on it.

"Do you see?"
"Yes. One of them is your…"

An annoyed gesture with hand.
"Yes, I know. I do not need a reminder from you."

The woman bowed head in shame.
"I am sorry."

"I do accept your apologies. Anyway, he is not our main target. Yet. The man with the red hair, the Prince of Darkness. Pass this to everyone. And especially to the Guardian."

Woman made a bow.
"As you wish, Master."

"Too soon…Too soon…" whispered the man and a smile touched his lips for a second.

Is it me or the chapter looks really cheap? Hmm... I really tried to do my best but my inspiration fades away like myst. I have some good scenes in my head but they all have to be connected together somehow.(jumps up and down trying to catch flying around ispiration) Anyway, I still hope you will enjoy this chapter.

AngelT