"NaMara, you really have courage to walk back into the kingdom. I've been hunting you for a very long time." He said standing.
"I was fearful of your power and strength, my liege. I know well know I've committed treason against you and your glorious kingdom. It's haunts me every night." She replied bowing deeply, keeping her head low. "I ask not for my life, for I know you've granted me enough in my lifetime. I only ask you accept this gift as my humble apologies before you command my fate."
"A gift?" He questioned looking over at the shrouded man in robes, "what gift would this be that you'd think to win me over?"
"The only thing your heart truly desires, my king." She said standing upright and turning towards Reaper, "I bring you the Obsidian King." Gasps and whispers filled the room but the Ivory king would have none of it, he quickly silenced the room and stepped forward.
"You think me a fool?! You and I both know the king is dead."
"I understand that, sire. However, you know of my ability, my ties to the dragons. I felt Azrail stir in his slumber, and worried, I returned to the Obsidian Kingdom to find that it's king was alive. Brought back by Azrail himself. So, using the training you so generously gave me, I hunted him down and brought him before you."
The Ivory king looked over at him, watching him, as if studying whatever he could see, "remove his hood and helmet, I wish to know the truth for myself."
"With pleasure." She said bowing and moved behind Reaper, removing his hood and helmet as ordered. More whispers began to flow through the soldiers in the room while the king stood there in shock at who knelt before him.
"Hello, Jack." Reaper smirked, "pleasure to see you again."
"Gabriel." He laughed, "you really came back from the dead. For what? To seek justice for your death, for your kingdom? It's gone, Gabriel and you will once again die by my hands." Reaching for his blade, he stopped and slowly glanced over at her. "Actually, we can pick up exactly where he left that night, can't we?" He released his blade and moved back towards the throne. "What do you desire more, your life or his?" He asked her.
"My liege?"
"If you wish entry upon my ranks again, to save your own life then I command you to kill this man. If you do not, my men will kill him and then you." He said with a deadly smile.
"You grant me a redemption I do not deserve, my king. However I will accept this, as recompense for my slighted actions of the past." Bowing her head, she unsheathed her blade then stepped to Reapers side, placing the blade on the back of his neck.
"You're making the wrong choice, dear." Reaper said lightly.
"I doubt that." She snickered and rose the blade into the air. Swinging the blade down onto his neck, he burst into shadow causing her blade to cut deeply into the stone before her.
"What?!" The Ivory king shouted, jumping to his feet. "Guards, find him and bring him to me! Do not let him escape!" The room was alive as the soldiers began running around, searching for him. "NaMara." He hissed approaching her and grabbing her neck, "what do you know about this?"
"I...don't." She replied, "I wasn't aware that he could-" His hand tightened, silencing her. Slowly, his eyes narrowed as he peered closer at her. Reaching out with his free hand, he touched the scale over her eye then gasped stepping back.
"Apprehend her at once." He shouted, soldiers quickly surrounding her. "And go wake Ocarus." He smirked.