Sorry it has been so long. I had a hard time with recovery from the latest procedure. I'm back and will write as much as I can. Please review and let me know what you think or if something needs to be fixed! Stay safe!-dmp012
Endymion heard a woman scream out, before he heard the doors behind him slam into the walls. Turning, he was stunned by what he saw. Men dressed in onyx clothing, with the emblem of the Cimmerian Kingdom emblazoned on their chests, stormed into the room. Prince Diamond led them with hatred filling his eyes. Swords drawn, their intent clear to him now, he stepped into front of his mother and father, as his Generals surrounded them as well. They were unarmed, as was always expected during large events, especially when neighboring kingdom citizens came together.
Screams broke out across the room as people fled into the hallways and gardens. Men protecting and guiding women to safety. The other royal families were surrounded by their own personal guards as they were escorted to safety. Luckily for him and his Generals, they knew how to disarm others without the use of weapons and prepared themselves to do so. When the first few men came upon them, he watched Malachite come face to face with an attacker who held his sword high to cut him down. Malachite placed his right arm on the outside of his attacker's forearm as he swung downward. Malachite slid his hand toward the man's wrist and grabbed it while pushing his arm down and twisting it. Using his left hand he grabbed the sword from the man's hand and took it into his own hands. He quickly cut down the man who had tried to attack him.
His other generals did the same, the fight spreading out across the dias, leaving the royal family vulnerable in doing so. Endymion turned and saw Prince Diamond coming toward him. He prepared to defend himself and his parents, when a figure suddenly jumped in front of them. The small cloaked form had a large sword in hand, seemingly too large. It was then he realized it was Stellan defending him and his family.
He watched as Stellan fought valiantly against Diamond, the odds seemingly impossible. He was such a small figure, compared to Diamond's large one. He watched as Diamond rained down blow after power blow. However, Stellan stood steadfast, meeting each thrust of the sword with a defensive maneuver. He was a fierce fighter. However, watching them he realized Stellan suddenly had the upper hand, as he pushed Diamond back down the dias. Endymion watched just as quickly how the tables turned. Stellan was pressed to the floor, when his knee made contact with Diamond's groin. Rolling about the floor in agony, holding himself with one hand, he grasped Stellan by the back of his cloak as he turned to rise.
Refusing to be pulled down, he watched as Stellan undid the clasp at his throat to avoid slamming into the floor. He turned around quickly, his sword trained on Diamond's throat, whose eyes filled with fury and disbelief. Enydmion stared, stunned, not because of Stellan being a burn victim, which he expected. Quite the contrary, Stellan's face was devoid of all markings. The most extraordinary thing about his appearance, was Stellan was definitely not a man. Quite the contrary.
The woman before him was exquisite, even in drab clothing and amidst a fight. Her silver hair was in tight braids to her waist. The fierce look in her almost violet eyes, were trained on Diamond. The ivory skin of her face was slick with sweat, her cheeks and lips bright pink from the exertion of the his head, he took in the rest of the room. The generals had laid all of their enemies at their feet. His mother and father still stood behind him, unharmed. As did he, all because of a young woman. The same question kept passing through his mind 'How could I have missed it?'