THE WAR OF THE ELEMENTS
By m00nstorm77
Chapter Four
Dorian spent the next week learning more about his family history, his element and what it was like out of the royal realm with no protection. Rouges lurked around every corner and Dorian was growing as crafty as a fox. Back at the palace Luella had been making an effort to structure some 'coincidences' where she could meet Markus. By the end of the week, Markus had worked up the courage and they had their first conversation.
*~*~*~*
Despite Louie's efforts to keep his plan secret, a rumour spread through to the Air elements part of the village.
"Your majesty, we have a problem. Our sources were right about Earth, they are trying to corrupt young High Prince Markus." Informed the Air Royal Adviser "If we don't do something, Earth could become the new royal family."
"Well we fight fire with fire." Said the Air King. "We must take High Prince Waylen as one of our own. I believe he has an interest in sport?"
"Yes and he is quite smart too. I suppose we could lure him with his sport obsession, you know how the Fa(ball Cup (( = St) is approaching, there might be are chance then, sir" replied the adviser.
"But it's risky. Firstly, how will he join our team? And we can't have Fire and Water finding out. We must have a Prince of our own."
"That's a horrid idea," said an elegant voice from the shadows. A thin but incredibly beautiful lady slid into the room. It seemed as if she herself was clad in shadows, as she was wearing the thinnest and most delicate gown spun with spider-silk. The Adviser eyed her hungrily.
"Princess Morna, you look beautiful this evening. But shouldn't you be at your Français Lesson?" He said, wetting his lips.
"Je finis ma cours pour le soir." She responded coolly, not looking at him.
"But darling, don't you have a function on this evening with all your little friends?" The King said, ignoring the Adviser's staring.
"Yes, but that isn't for a while. I still have time to talk, father." Morna gave the Adviser a look of disgust. He shook his head, as if to clear it.
"Back to business." He said. "After this years cup, Airs 10-11 junior league starts. If we win the cup, our junior league is allowed to enter six teams. If we rig one team and allow Waylen to join after winning, his relationship with us Air shall grow. When all this has happened we shall -"
"I will hear no more of these idiotic ideas." Morna butted in. "We will be banished if we are caught."
"Nonsense, Earth are up to their tricks and are using Huntress Luella to bring High Prince Markus on to their side. And with Louie as chief adviser of the former King of spirit, Markus could become king and favour Earth." Argued the Adviser.
"Destroying the mind of another Royal family member would only escalate things, Mortimer." Said a soft voice as five women entered the hall through one of its many doors. The centre woman, her decorations marking her as Lesser Queen glared through slitted eyes at the adviser. It appeared that the voice was hers.
"I might add to my aunt's words that the situation could easily get worse. Before you know it, the entire Empire could be split into many feuding nations, Mortimer." Said Morna.
"Please, call me Morty." Mortimer said seductively, or so he thought.
Morna drew her staff and it began to glow at the tip. Mortimer squealed.
"Stop, you will remember your places." Shouted the Air king.
"Darling, go get ready for your function this evening. And you; Mortimer go to your office and write me a detailed report how your plan works." Said the Air king in a much softer voice.
The hall became silent as every one went their separate ways.
By m00nstorm77
Chapter Four
Dorian spent the next week learning more about his family history, his element and what it was like out of the royal realm with no protection. Rouges lurked around every corner and Dorian was growing as crafty as a fox. Back at the palace Luella had been making an effort to structure some 'coincidences' where she could meet Markus. By the end of the week, Markus had worked up the courage and they had their first conversation.
*~*~*~*
Despite Louie's efforts to keep his plan secret, a rumour spread through to the Air elements part of the village.
"Your majesty, we have a problem. Our sources were right about Earth, they are trying to corrupt young High Prince Markus." Informed the Air Royal Adviser "If we don't do something, Earth could become the new royal family."
"Well we fight fire with fire." Said the Air King. "We must take High Prince Waylen as one of our own. I believe he has an interest in sport?"
"Yes and he is quite smart too. I suppose we could lure him with his sport obsession, you know how the Fa(ball Cup (( = St) is approaching, there might be are chance then, sir" replied the adviser.
"But it's risky. Firstly, how will he join our team? And we can't have Fire and Water finding out. We must have a Prince of our own."
"That's a horrid idea," said an elegant voice from the shadows. A thin but incredibly beautiful lady slid into the room. It seemed as if she herself was clad in shadows, as she was wearing the thinnest and most delicate gown spun with spider-silk. The Adviser eyed her hungrily.
"Princess Morna, you look beautiful this evening. But shouldn't you be at your Français Lesson?" He said, wetting his lips.
"Je finis ma cours pour le soir." She responded coolly, not looking at him.
"But darling, don't you have a function on this evening with all your little friends?" The King said, ignoring the Adviser's staring.
"Yes, but that isn't for a while. I still have time to talk, father." Morna gave the Adviser a look of disgust. He shook his head, as if to clear it.
"Back to business." He said. "After this years cup, Airs 10-11 junior league starts. If we win the cup, our junior league is allowed to enter six teams. If we rig one team and allow Waylen to join after winning, his relationship with us Air shall grow. When all this has happened we shall -"
"I will hear no more of these idiotic ideas." Morna butted in. "We will be banished if we are caught."
"Nonsense, Earth are up to their tricks and are using Huntress Luella to bring High Prince Markus on to their side. And with Louie as chief adviser of the former King of spirit, Markus could become king and favour Earth." Argued the Adviser.
"Destroying the mind of another Royal family member would only escalate things, Mortimer." Said a soft voice as five women entered the hall through one of its many doors. The centre woman, her decorations marking her as Lesser Queen glared through slitted eyes at the adviser. It appeared that the voice was hers.
"I might add to my aunt's words that the situation could easily get worse. Before you know it, the entire Empire could be split into many feuding nations, Mortimer." Said Morna.
"Please, call me Morty." Mortimer said seductively, or so he thought.
Morna drew her staff and it began to glow at the tip. Mortimer squealed.
"Stop, you will remember your places." Shouted the Air king.
"Darling, go get ready for your function this evening. And you; Mortimer go to your office and write me a detailed report how your plan works." Said the Air king in a much softer voice.
The hall became silent as every one went their separate ways.