Sky bounce Edana in his arms as he flip through a stack of papers, looking for something. Letting out a sigh of relief, he scan the contents of the paper, a smile turning into a frown as he notice a folded slip of paper with unrecognizable handwriting on it.
"What is this?" Reaching for the paper cutter, he cut through the seal wax, opening the parchment. Moving the paper cutter out of Edana's reach, he carry the baby with him to the window, reading it slowly.
It has come to my attention that my feelings for you have dwindle in the past years. Our marriage has been a beautiful one as best...and I thank you for allowing me to give you a heir. I will always have you in my heart and I will stay as Queen. But I would like to terminate our marriage-
Eyes going wide, the parchment slip through his fingers, as his body slid slowly down the tall window pane.
Does father even knows about this? He asked himself, struggling to terms with this new found information. There could be a chance his father knew about this. But if he didn't and he brought this to his attention now while he was recovering, King Erendor will most definitely have another heart attack. His heart will surely break. Sensing his misery, Edana decided to clamp her small mouth over Sky's thumb, sucking on it before spitting it out. The Prince of Erakylon laugh at the baby's facial expression: pure disgust.
"I'm guessing you're hungry right now. Why don't we take a break and go find your mother," Sky tickled her stomach lightly, earning pure laughter from her. When he was leaving his father's study did he froze. "Your mother" kept repeating over and over in his head. Gazing at Edana who was giving him a toothy grin as her small chubby hands wave around in the air in delight; he felt his heart swell up in pride. Everything will be fine in the end, he kissed her little knuckles before proceeding down the hallway.
King Erendor was sitting up in his oversize king sized bed. His back prop against the headboard by a couple of pillows. Sipping a glass of water, he gaze out the darken sky, his brow furrowing.
Knock, knock.
Putting his cup down with a bang, the glass shaking. Grumbling to himself, the King folded his hands neatly in front of him.
"Come in!" He growled, his mood was starting to sour. The door open, revealing Ronin.
"Your Majesty, we located your wife." he shifted his hands behind his back. Raising an eyebrow, King Erendor dismiss the notion.
"And?" he prompted his servant.
"She was in the garden outskirts," his servant answered, his eyes suddenly taking interest in his shoes.
"Ronin, what are you not telling me?"
Ronin remain silent, shifting his feet here and there.
"As your king, I order you to tell me!" The King commanded, glowering at the man.
"She was talking to one of the veteran guards sire."
"So?"
"The guard was asking for her to run away with him. You see sire, they both love each other."
"WHAT?!"
"Sire, I admit I knew for sometime but-"
"You didn't tell me for how long?!"
"A couple of years, Sire."
"A couple of months and you didn't tell me!" King Erendor was furious. Furious was not the word to describe him at this moment but it's the closet word Ronin could think up of.
"Get out!"
"Sire, please-" Ronin tried to reason with his King.
"GET OUT!"
The servant gave a hasty bow, leaving a fuming, heartbroken man. King Erendor grab his cup and hurl it at the door; the glass shattering into million of pieces.
Daphne and Thoren were sitting in front of a low table, piled high with books from the royal archives in Thoren's guest room. Daphne was leafing through a couple of books, a frown creasing her lips. Thoren was looking through a thick book that was heavily layer with dust, causing him to sneeze once in a while.
"Achoo!" he sneezed as another layer of dust flew off the book. Daphne pull out her handkerchief, holding it out for him.
"Thanks," he reached for it, giving her a grateful smile. His girlfriend smile back.
"Did you find anything?" She asked him.
"Nada, you?" He bleed his nose.
"I wish," Daphne sighed, closing the books with a snap. Rolling her shoulders a bit, she felt Thoren's hands touching her face.
"Thoren?" She couldn't keep the smirk off her face at his shy expression.
"I think I got an idea," he started, "on-"
The doors flew open, revealing a panting Stella in her Bloomix form.
"Come quick, we're being attack!" Stella gasped for air.
"What?" The young couple got on their feet quickly.
"Where?" Daphne asked.
"In the gardens. It's one of those beasts from Sipar. Everyone is trying to keep them in the garden as possible." Thoren walked over to his bedside table and grab his weapon. There was no time to change into his Paladin uniform.
"Give us the run down," Daphne transformed into her Sirenix form mid run as they follow Stella out of the room.
"Queen Marion and Queen Samara were in the garden when they were attack. Nobody notice the enemy coming. It's as if, they appear out of thin air," Stella explained, glancing around here and there as if the enemy would suddenly appear and attack them. Stopping by a window, they could see smoke coming from the garden's far edges.
"Thoren hold on to our hands. We're going to teleport into the battlefield," Stella said, landing down next to him, grabbing onto his arm. Daphne place a hand on his shoulder as they were surround by golden sun sparkles. In a blink of an eye, they were on the outskirts of the battle. They could hear King Oritel shouting out commands. Thoren scan the fighting, searching for his cousin. Daphne was doing the same thing, looking for any sign of her family.
"Are you guys coming or are you guys going to stand there attracting attention from those guys," Stella pointed to three over grown monsters, there black beady eyes staring at the trio hungrily.
"Total Eclipse!" Stella shot a beam of energy at the creature.
"Dance of Leaves!" Daphne added her attack. Seeing the creature distracted, Thoren slam his hammer on to the ground.
"Earthquake Hammer!" The ground shook and groan; opening up beneath the creature. It howl in distress as it tried to get away but was swallow by the earth; moving back in place as if nothing was there before.
"Nice!" Stella gave him a thumb up before flying out into the battle field. Daphne was about to join her when she felt a hand grab her wrist. Looking down, Thoren gave her a concern look. Neither said anything, they didn't need words to describe this moment. Giving him a chastise kiss on the lips, she nodded her head. Thoren swung his weapon over his shoulder, his feet guiding his body into battle. His mouth open in a battle cry as his hammer swung against an unsuspecting creature's jaw, sending it flying back. Nex got up on his feet, a bruise forming on his left cheek.
"Thanks," he smirked, leaning against his weapon.
"No probs," Thoren said, going back in a defensed stance. His friend standing behind him, keeping his back cover. Nodding at each other, they launch themselves at the oncoming of creatures. This was going to be a long fight.