Chapter 11
As the sun set in the west, Lord Coutre sat in his suite, thinking about what his Estora said to him.
Why is she not jumping at the chance at Queen? But I do see her point at the danger of being queen He thought. He thought it through. Suddenly he felt a chill go over him.
What was that? He thought. A coughing fit hit him.
Lord Coutre… a voice rang in the room. Lord Coutre looked around until he saw a dark shadow in the corner. The shadow transformed in a knight in dark armor. Lord Coutre stood up and slowly backs up.
Easy…the knight said as it walked to him.
"Why are you here?" he asked, scared.
Your time has come. Your disease that you have is about to take you in your sleep…the knight said. Lord Coutre sat down in shock. He looked at the knight.
"Are you Westrion?" he asked, hoarsely. The knight just stood there.
"Can I least write a letter for my daughter and family?" he asked the knight
You may…the knight said. Coutre got up and walked over to the desk. He took out at a couple sheets of papers. He dipped his quill in the inkbottle and began writing his last letters to his family. After a half and hour, he finished his last letter to the youngest of his family. He took a deep breath and turned to the dark knight. He vanished. Lord Coutre looked around.
We will take you in your sleep…the knight said in his head.
"We?" he asked.
Salvistar and I…the knight said. Lord Coutre readied for bed. He crawled into the bed. He was scared to close his eyes.
It will be alright, Lord Coutre…the knight said as he re-appeared at his bedside. It placed a hand over his eyes and he lowered his lids. He felt his spirit separate from his body. His spirit self opened his eyes and look down at his body. He turned to look at the knight and the knight nodded. Lord Coutre looked at Salvistar and grabbed his mane. The horse let him in the underworld.
Karigan…
Karigan was in her room when she heard something called her name. She looked around in her room and then out in the hallway.
Avatar…
Karigan saw a dark shadow in the corner of her room transform into a dark knight. She bowed to it.
"Westrion," she murmured.
I have taken a person to the underworld. That person is Lord Coutre…the knight said as it motions her to rise. She stood up and looked shocked.
"Lord Coutre is dead? But how?" she questioned. The knight shook its head.
Not important. You must tell everyone… the knight said.
"As you wish," she said.
A/N: All right. I would like to thank Jewell for all her ideas. If not for her, I don't know what I would do. So, what should I do next?