Chapter 8: The Headstrong Fool
Ishtar stared at the group that now looked at her, her own body trying not to shake in fear. She was Duzie's wife, now she had to prove it.
"You humans dare to come to this dwelling?"
"What are you talking about Ishtar? You're...human aren't you?" Darres answered, making more movements as she moved even further back towards the entrance to the dwelling.
"What are you talking about? I have no longer the blood of a human."
"What do you mean Princess Ishtar? You would not have chosen to be this monstrosity."
"You are the monstrosity for allowing me to-" She backed into someone, who pulled her against him with his strong arms. She saw the famliar clothing of Duzell and silence herself as his royal face stared at the group.
"You five wish to leave alive? Then I suggest you leave."
"You're Duzell!"
"Vampire King Duzell to you, fool." He moved from his previous position, leaving Ishtar against one of the dwelling walls as he walked closer to the knight he had been jealous of. "Human."
"You will not hold Ishtar captive any longer!"
"She came to me willingly, and of her own desires. It is you who is mistaken, human scum." The vampire king pulled out a sleek and almost pitch black sword. The engravings of a bloody dragon lay on it. The knight pulled out his own sword and prepared to strike.
"I will have Pheliostophia's Princess back!" The now angry knight ran a charge towards the undead king, and the target effortlessly parried the attack and stabbed the knight in the stomach. At this point, Ishtar could not be unconcerned as she pulled Duzie's waist.
"Please...don't...kill...he is worthless human scum."
"You are right, my queen." He withdrew his sword and put his arm to pull Ishtar against his side. "I expect to see you gone by morning." The two went inside the dwelling, the undead king sheathing his sword. Ishtar had suggested they consumate their undead union, and so he desired to as well.
Dream...
Darres found himself within the castle in Pheliostophia. The room looked vaguely familiar, and his clothing wasn't that of his usual knight's garb. The chamber door opened, reavealing Princess Ishtar in a happy and most beautiful smile and dress.
"Princess Ishtar?"
"It's Ishtar to you Darres!"
"Why is this?"
"You married me!"
End Dream...( Ci Xeneth)
Darres awakened with a start and pulled himself up before being pushed back down by Vord. Illisade was there as well, as if to wait for him.
"What happened?"
"You don't remember? You tried to attack the vampire King Duzell and then he stabbed you with his sword."
"Yeah, and the sword was poisoned." Illisade said as he offered a hand to Darres to get up slowly. The sword wound hurt as if he'd been stabbed with a blunt spike, which made him cringe as he tried to walk.
"How long have I been out?" Vord answered him.
"Two weeks, you should be all right now. Go take a bath." Darres recieved help from one fo the attendants. "Illisade, we can't lie now, can we?"
"No, we can't. "
TBC...