...
Halphas. "So what do you think, Mr Beasly? Isn't that an offer that is hard to refuse?"
"You're wrong, it is easy to refuse!
You people of city and modernity think you know what's better for everyone, deciding on their behalf how lives should be, then claim to be people of truth and logic.
I refuse your offer, leave our lands alone...So called Halphas". Beazly stands up, and turns his back towards the door.
As he was about to open it, Halphas says.
"What if I didn't?"
Beazly turns back, and looks dead in his eyes.
"Then, you won't come back!"
Halphas laughs. "Hahahahahahahah! I was only kidding.
Calm yourself, I'll leave your lands alone."
"Good!". Beazly replies and leaves the room.
'What a weird hour this was... And an even weirder man!
He has his ways with words, they're like bricks that keep on piling up on top of your head.
Anyways, I guess this will do it then.
He didn't see it, but i melted the lockset as i was grabbing it...It will put him on notice.
He'll have a hard time just thinking how i did it...
Maybe that will scare him.'
Beazly returns back towards his people, it was still early so his absence wouldn't have meant anything, and with his speed it will be a matter of 10minutes before he gets there.
Halphas gets up from his comfortable seat and starts organizing his desk, then takes a look towards the door. Excatly at the melted lockset...
Then gets back organizing his desk, and says.
"I was in the mood to play a little, what a waste!"
...
*One day before*
Herald, being extremely exhausted from the physical effort he exerted in the battle is still sleeping to a late hour.
*The sound of unlocking the door*
Muruem. "Im home!!
Are you here honey?"
Herald wakes up at the sound of his woman, and looks at the clock.
"Oh shit, it's too late...
*As he tried to stand up*
UGH!!! My back still hurts...I hope she doesn't notice my swolen face."
Muruem comes checking in the room, and finds the shirtless Herald just about to stand up.
"Oh! You just woke up?"
Herald. "Yes, welcome home sweetheart!"
Muruem comes and sits next to him, then gives him a kiss on the cheeks.
"Usually you wake up earlier, you had a busy night without me didn't you?" She's teasing him.
Herald laughs awkwardly. "Hhahaheheh..You can say so!"
Muruem takes the opportunity and looks closely towards Herald's upper body.
'...How come, his muscles look significantly stronger and better looking from before.
I want to...'
Muruem slowly touches Herald's chest.
Herald finds it awkward, usually she's the shy one! But that's not something to complain about.
However, he's still very much tired and his body hurts everywhere...
Beside after such experience, sexual desires are taking some steps back in his subconscious.
Muruem though, is getting really touchy and aroused.
She leans towards his lips and kisses them once, then twice...
Then pushes her breasts into him!!
Quickly, she realised, that isn't the Herald she knows.
He's not responding to her call!!
At this point, he would be all over her, especially after just waking up.
So she backs off a bit, and without looking at him she asks.
"You're hungry i assume, I'll go make something..."
Herald is obliviously reacting to all of this, as if his mind is in another place.
"Uh...oh, yeah...please honey!"
Muruem leaves the room...
Herald looks at the ground, with flashbacks of last night replaying all over again.
"Savior huh...
Well I think you should save yourself first then!"
These words, The Marid's face when saying them, the whole situation...
It had him grabbing his head, as his hair fell on his face...
.....
Far away, in what seems to be an island bigger than koufonisi.
A bigger castle was situated in the middle of the trees forest!
All black, its towers stood taller than anything near. Each built in a different style of architecture!
*In the interior, a lot of things were happening*
A man that from the first glance, you could say that he was born to fight in wars, not because of his strong built body, nor his ancient arabic armor and red bandana on his forehead, not even his menacing face and look!
It was something you just feel from afar...
Stood in front of him, men of different shapes and sizes, all wearing armors and aligned as if they were preparing for a 14th century medieval war!
He spoke to them, with a loud clear voice.
"I think everybody got the data, but no harm in reminding you again myself.
We're finally, out for war!"
Before he completes his sentence, all of the men alligned in front of them roared as if they got the best news ever!
"We'll leave these roars for the ultimate victory, my brothers!
Our enemy is a strong one, one we should be very careful with.
But even so, he's certainly not stronger than us.
Execute the plan perfectly, as you have been teached numerous times. Some of you had already gone to war behind my command. Let them take the first row.
The times of peace has ended, it wasn't out peace...But theirs! It is their time that has ended!
Be on time."
"YES SIR!!". Everybody replied in one motion.
'Finally...All what have I learnt will be put into action.
My heart is beating so hard, but I don't feel scared...
I think this is....
Excitement!!'.
"Hey Amare! What are you standing there for?
Quick, we got to head towards our base to revise our plan one last time."
So his name is Amare!
"Alright, I am coming." He replies.