"The darkness within her eventually consumed the light at the end of the tunnel." - Nila
Chapter 1
Jaron's POV
It had been 10 years since I began to rule Carthya, I was 24 now and Carthya was prospering.
However, all good times must come to an end.
A group by the name of 'The Dark' was on the rise and quickly gaining power. They sought only power and no one knew who they were. They were an anonymous group of people whose numbers were rumored to be between 100-10,000. No one knew much about them besides the fact that they wanted power, and they would use any methods to gain it. They were in every country, using whatever means necessary to gain power, kidnapping, torture, and murder. The murder however was a topic to discuss. Every single person who had been murdered only owed The Dark something, they didn't kill children or animals, and every person who was killed had two silver wax seals in each eye. One of a skull with snakes, the other had a moon and simply said 'The Darkness Within The Light'.
These were the thoughts I had whale sitting upon my throne. I knew The Dark would soon come for a spot on the throne next. It was rumored that there was a king of The Dark, controlling and commanding the rest of The Dark.
Suddenly Mott burst in, looking panicked. "Somone has just arrived and they requested a private auidience with you." He told me.
I sat up quickly. "Let them in, but do not leave." I requested, he nodded his head and opened the door. A tall figure in all-black donned a black cape that reached the floor, their face was hidden by the hood stepped into the throne room.
As soon as the door had closed and Mott had planted himself near me, the black figure began to speak. "It's been a while since last time we saw each other." They said. In a voice, I couldn't identify as a male or female.
"Who are you?" I asked
"You really forgot me?" They replied.
I sat confused for a few seconds until the figure spoke again.
"Surely you didn't forget your dear old sister? I know I disappeared a long time ago, but I've returned." She said
"Klara?" I whispered
"No, the tinny boy outside the room who decided to play dress-up." She said in a sarcastic tone
My sister had returned. I would be happy, but this meant that she would most likely claim the throne.
R&R