In spring season, on twenty-first of April, Fawna gathered four rulers of four realms in Fallafheir to convince supreme Hendrid to share and grant the sorcery of Enterus. She announced that the four realms must have it as to protect theirs from beasts' conquest, she emphatically propagandized the kings and a queen that the rampart of their chateau could easily be conquered by beast enemies and in order to make their people salvage they should have this sorcery.
Fawna ordered them to come to her realm, the realm of yorish kin to please a thaumaturgist upon the endowment of diableries of the stone. The great queen and king Afsoun was slyly staring at each other with doubtful eye contact. There was a specific day that she imparted in going to Yore. A day after tomorrow, on twenty-third of April was the scheduled day for supposed conference that Fawna appointed without Hendrid's knowledge.
The day had come and four rulers came to the realm of Yore as their errand, they arrived at different range of time, firstly arrived was King Afsoun, waited for a little while and Queen Lizzare came, too. Both were looking around and lingering in the chamber of throne for the arrival of two kings, few moments later King Derul arrived and almost him and King Luffer came at the same time, in a same row. A big tambourine of Wilcuma sounded by a soldier as to welcome and inform a king that there were guests waiting in the chamber.
The realm of Yore consists of beautiful edifice with black and brown tint inside, lighting upon different kind of chandeliers, full of vintage things inside, splendid brown floor, green ground outside, many trees surrounded and the trees of Kauri serves as enclosure of the realm. This realm was only which has full control in entire Alfheimr.
It was praised of all realms in entire Alfheimr, those realms therefore asked for a grant of sorcery. The rulers of every realms had come to Yore to convey their hoped-for power of sorcery. The rulers of four realms reconciled according to their consortium. "Welcome to Yore, kings and queen. I haven't ordered for having a conference this day. What thing brought you all here? What is your purpose why you came here?" Hendrid said.
"Supreme Hendrid, we're here to have an approval of you to be having sorcery through endowing scepters." Afsoun said amenably. "Having scepter of sorcery isn't a thing to play, it has huge responsibility that must adhered. Scepter symbolizes to the power of a ruler or I should say king or queen, but the scepter is not just a piece of stuff to simply have. To have this you must obey the rules of our land. It isn't easy to endow such," said Hendrid firmly. Four rulers has just become silent. "It's known to you all that scepters have been endowed many years ago to late kings and queens but all was recouped when two among rulers did not follow the rules of Avowry," Hendrid raved and the rulers looked like there's nothing a hope to convince him. King Afsoun strode to insist his plea, "It's known to you too supreme that apparently our realms are in the same sequence of the rules, and coexisting harmoniously. Our former rulers have no history of breach, dissimilar to two cursed and covetous kings of the southwest, it's clearly in your mind, supreme." Hendrid beckoned his head slightly. "A point is insisted," said with a low voice. "There's an inevitable tension comes in my mind, doubtful. In worries about uncertainty." Afsoun turned at back and said, "Look my fellow rulers, supreme, and view the other lands out of your land, isn't that a worry or a tension that mustn't care for?" Stopped for few moments and had sharp stare at Hendrid with earnest eyes. "Supreme, there are some territories that have been claimed by Guerdar and Fomori," Afsoun sighed. "Should we wait for their attack to ruin our land either?" he added. Supreme stood up from his seat and Afsoun threw a claim again, "History of past will never come again." Hendrid took few steps after Afsoun said, and obstructed it, "Everything in past can be repeated, there's always a tendency of repetition. I understood and got you but let us have it a time to envisage. And if you all promise us that you will have the scepter to just protect your realm against beasts attacks, we will create scepters for it. However, if you won't the place of Yore and its place belongings tramp by kin who subverted the spoken vow shall burn on it as anathema of betrayal", Hendrid added.
"You're the highness of all, you have all the power of Alfheimr", the ruler of Brutey said. The others listening to the words.
"The use of the scepters isn't for only one sake, nor mere kin, it should be for all, in entire Alfheimr", Said Fawna.
Everyone nodded. The ruler of Ergon took a glance, seeing her fellow rulers, discerning by eyes.
"Upon that matter, Fawna and I will entone what decision should do. It's not easy for us, many things should consider for the creation of scepters", Said Hendrid calmly.
"All of you may leave, as what Hendrid said we can't promise that coining scepters with sorcery's possession can be made to all realms", Fawna squeaked grudgingly.
Fawna and Afsoun had taken squinting. Squint with distinct meaning.
"Supreme, we're still hoping that you'll be deciding wise." Lizzare pleased Hendrid. "We shall go, supreme!" Lizzare and others left properly.
When the rulers of the realms left the Yore, Hendrid and Fawna had a deep conversation about the creation of the scepters. Fawna was agreed with the rulers, however Hendrid wasn't. Because he was thinking the results and future doings of all kin.
"Fawna! Why are you in favor with them", Hendrid asked doubtedly.
"Because they have point of rectitude, they should have part of sorcery of Enterus, a Diablerie", Fawna reasoned angrily.
"What if, they oppose us after we give the scepters. The entire Alfheimr will be perished, Fawna!", Hendrid contradicted tightly.
"It's vague to happen, Hendrid. They are part of Alfheimr, the people of it must know and have what we have, must be shared," said Fawna snappingly.
"It's easy to the creation of scepters, with the sorcery of Enterus, but bothering if it be hand of evil kin. I know they are all devine realm but this power possesses diablerie, the black magic. The good can be bad by it", Hendrid explained certainly.
"I am convincing you 'cause I am not able to create scepters alone. Your stone is the most powerful, I can create the figure of those but all are void if it does not from the stone of Enterus", Fawna insisted.
However, Hendrid is opposed to Fawna. "Stop insisting that, I own Enterus and I'm the one who will conform by people of entire Alfheimr. I know what's the good for this place". Hendrid angered.
Fawna saw Hendrid with its glaring eyes and felt prattled and left the room, before it went outside the room Hendrid has said something to her. "Fawna! Don't do what you're thinking, once you do that such thing, I, itself be your foe", Hendrid warned.
Fawna just got stopped over the doorway, just listened Hendrid but didn't assimilate, went off quietly.
When Fawna left the room Hendrid was thinking of what he must do. He was expecting that Fawna would not contravene to his decision. He was been complacent with the thought that Fawna will not make intervention. Hendrid can't avoid thinking of Fawna, he loves Fawna so much, he can't endure seeing Fawna sad.
When the night comes, Hendrid came in the bedroom and he didn't glimpse Fawna there. He just ignored that Fawna wasn't there, when the night goes deepening he didn't feel comfortable, can't sleep, and feel bothered. When he realized that Fawna wasn't around he came out the room , he found it, asking the soldiers, "Where is Fawna?", He asked. "Supreme Hendrid, lately, I saw her going to the sea of Cybria", a soldier answered.
Supreme Hendrid immediately went to Cybria. When he was walking away from the edifice of Yore the trees automatically move apart to make a gate for him. He went to Cybria for a walk. While he was walking he saw Fawna sitting on the top of rock, crying. He came close to Fawna and said, "Why are you crying?" (Asks softly). "You said all of my life you love me, you will give whatever I ask for, but now you didn't, you never!", Fawna cried.
Hendrid hugged Fawna and said, "I'm sorry I was just thinking the possible impact of scepters' creation".
After Fawna heard what Hendrid said it cried aloud, he then tried to squelching Fawna's weeping. Hendrid can't endure seeing his love one crying, he therefore decided to grant its desire.
"Fawna! As you want, I grant your desire. We will together create scepters with the sorcery of Enterus for four realms", said Hendrid.
When Fawna heard said that Hendrid, it gets gladdened and stopped crying. "Promise?", asked Fawna. "I promise!", Hendrid replied.
"By tomorrow, we will carry out the scepters, in the morning in the throne's chamber." Said Hendrid.
Fawna smiled. Hendrid bade Fawna to go back to Yore. "The night deepens, my dear! Let's go back to Yore!". And that, Fawna and Hendrid came back to Yore. They walked across, arrived at Yore. The trees of Kauri moved to opening the gate, they then got inside the Yore and the trees closed again.
They got straight in bedroom, layed down, saying, "let's sleep, in the morning itself we will create scepters, as you want, Fawna!". Fawna smiled, nodded.
The two was asleep, running time to dawn and all Yorish preparing their own life. In the morning, Hendrid woke up, he didn't see Fawna beside him, he thought it was in the field, changed clothes, wore the boot and hastily came to the throne's chamber when he was near Fawna wasn't there, he continued going to the chamber perhaps Fawna was just sitting somewhere. However, Fawna wasn't really there.
Hee asked the soldier, "Have you seen Fawna? Where did she go?".
"Supreme Hendrid, we haven't seen her in this morning!" Soldier replied.
"Where?" Asked himself.
He thought that Fawna was maybe in the room of Knowlechen. Therefore, he came to this room. He hastily walked toward. The room of Knowlechen was in the bottom of their room. He came to, walked down, he saw that door was opened, so he got straight in. He saw Fawna there, sitting on the chair, waiting for Hendrid.
"You're here, my Hendrid! I want to happen the occurrence of the scepters in this room", Fawna said.
"As what you want Fawna!", Hendrid panted.
The room of Knowlechen will witness the creation of scepters. There's no other Yorish except for them. The room was suitable for the creation, many books surrounded, many swords displayed and many armors outserved.
For the desire of Fawna that all realms, the whole Alfheimr should have known the power of sorcery through scepters and must possess of every realm against the threat of beasts, she and Hendrid started doing the creation of scepters containing the sorcery of Enterus.
"Only four scepters my dear Hendrid", said Fawna.
"Yes Fawna! But for all yorish also, we will have to make five scepters", Hendrid squeaked.
Fawna nodded. She got her wand. Hendrid then connects with his stone. When Fawna and Hendrid was being connected with their power, they started the incantation for making Douwen.
"Fawna? Are you ready for this? Remember we will release so much power for it, be with me, yours and mine be united, understand?", Hendrid reminded, asked.
"I am, I am with you, dear Hendrid!", Fawna twittered.
"We will utter the incantation for the first specter to fifth scepters simultaneously, the words shall exact, the sounds shall the same and the intention shall unite and devine", Hendrid explained.
Fawna nodded, focused. Hendrid enjoined Fawna to take sorceries from Enterus. "Use your wand to taking sorceries, the stone will let your wand take the five sorceries for five scepters," said Hendrid.
He lifted his hand linear and the stone unflead, shimmering, splendid, the stone was dazzling in white. "Now you can take the Diablerie by your wand", said Hendrid. Fawna stared. She pointed her wand to the stone while it was on Hendrid's hand. The two staring each other and uttering the incantation at a time.
"The sorceries willingly given, by the power of virga the scepters potently educed, by the power of Enterus the scepters powerfully made. Douwen to evocate, Contreroule as to deceive, Auctorite to abjure, Bouh Cursen to conjure, and Spala Dauthi to lord four scepters over. On behalf of enterus' power (Virga's power, Fawna said), the sorcery power partakes and bestows to the five specters. Specters omnipotently coined."
After the incantation were spoken, there was a huge light between wand and stone that caused wrecking of some stuff in the room. The huge light continued lighting, in each blaze of the light the five books consecutively unleashed alongst uttering respective incantation.
"Scepter of Douwen is willingly made", Hendrid purported. Then the scepter was made.
"Scepter of Contreroule is eloquently given", Hendrid wisped. Then the scepter was given.
"Scepter of Auctorite is potently compiled", Hendrid wished. Then the scepter was done.
"Scepter of Bouh Cursen is powerfully coined", Hendrid decreed. Then the scepter was concocted.
"Scepter of Spala Dauthi is omnipotently deeded", Hendrid extractly ordered. Then the scepter has omnipotently been created.
After Hendrid spoke to unleashing the five scepters through the power of Virga and Enterus, the scepters were flouting in the air with respective parted gems from Enterus. Then the light has been vanished, and they glimpsed the five powerful scepters in all Alfheimr. The wand unpointed, the Enterus lurked once more in Hendrid's hand. Fawna got astounded of what she witnessed, of what she had done, the five Scepters were blackish color of its own gems' color. The Douwen possessed two classes of Evocation— raw combative power or damage, evoking or calling upon or summoning a spirit, demon, deity, the Contreroule owned three classes of Illusion— vanishing acts, pull dozens of scarfs out of their mouths, and create conjuring spells from various bizarre spells, the Auctorite had three classes of Abjuration— blocking, banishing and protecting, the Bouh Cursen possessed three classes of Conjuration— producing creatures, imitating one's identity and summoning any elements, and the Spala Dauthi had possessed four classes of Necromancy— communication with the dead by summoning their spirits as apparitions or visions, or by resurrection for the purpose of divination; imparting the means to foretell future events; discovery of hidden knowledge; returning a person to life, or to use the dead as a weapon.
"The scepters are exquisite, distinctive, peculiar compared to all", Fawna amazed.
"The gems in every scepter are adjoined, they cannot be separated because without gems scepters are void and without scepters gems are vain, the power of bestowed sorceries only works when scepter and gem is together. Furthermore, gems cannot be swapped into other scepters, only interlaced in its own scepter. They could be concerted as one figure, athough they may not be transumed. They all have self-identity— they all have the same power that is able to make of each but they also have respective sorcery that is solely possessed," Hendrid said while all scepters were in the air.
Hendrid moved his hand down to put down the scepters on the wood table from levitating. The scepters then put on there.
"These all five scepters are powerful, comprises of different level of Diablerie, they have their symbol that designed at the tip where gems are placed, but the fifth scepter is exceptional," said Hendrid.
"As what I promised! I bestowed your desire to having these scepters, my beloved Queen!", Hendrid added.
"Thank you my dear Hendrid! You really made me elated", Fawna gratified. "But... Why did you include the fifth scepter? Fawna asked.
"There are five realms in entire Alfheimr, I do care for Yore, not only for four realms. We have made cetros for the realms, the Yore should have too", Hendrid replied.
Fawna hugged Hendrid. "You wanted that all four realms must have scepter of sorcery and now there were made. The scepter of Necromancy will be in the tutelage of Yore. Fawna? May you not disclose the fifth scepter to the rulers?", Hendrid wheedled Fawna.
"It will keep on secret to all rulers, will not disclose, my supreme," Fawna coaxed.
Afterwards, they both drew near the cetros, viewed every engraffed details and handsled those, Hendrid picked one and held it like his own. Fawna inquired all scepters by its appearance and sorcery symbol. The four scepters have the same length, its length was unto Hendrid's shoulder. After holding one cetro he put back then and took the fifth scepter touching and stroking from top to bottom of it. He then took Spala Dauthi, eyeing so closely.
"Strange to all, outlandish, unparalleled and enthralling. This one belongs to our kin, no one can clutch." Hendrid said whisperingly.
He managed to hold the scepter like his own and found out that its altitude was up to his ears, lengthier than four scepters. He saw the bookshelf in his front, at both off-center of the shelf was full of books but there was an unoccupied space at the middle, it was locked by pane with teensy-weensy gold hinge. He came close to it carrying the fifth scepter, holding the handle knob to open the pane and to place in the scepter. After putting it inside, he closed and casted a spell, "slauclausum." Stepped backward to Fawna.
Few minutes later after he placed the fifth scepter, He got weakened, suddenly lost control and almost stumbled.
"My beloved supreme, what happened to you? Are you feeling frail?", Fawna scaffolded Hendrid.
"Alongst unleashing and bestowing the half power of Enterus, the stone and I become weak!", said Hendrid faintly. "The stone is not as powerful nor as strong as then". When Fawna knew it she was thinking of something. Fawna thought and wanned.
"You need to respite!" Fawna told, cared of.
"After this Fawna! Tomorrow, these four scepters shall be divulsed unto rulers", he said mumblingly.
Fawna nodded. "Shall be! But you need to respite at this time, Hendrid! You need it!".
"Yes I'll do!" "We have to place the scepters first." Fawna congruously held the four scepters on the long wood table, lined up and one span apart from each other. After they placed the scepters they held hand of each other, came out of the room of Knowlechen.
Fawna fortified Hendrid to their room to respite. She took off Hendrid's crown, put it on the cupboard, (The crown was gold crown with one ruby, one emerald, one sapphire, one amethyst, one spinel, one hessonite, and one zircon surrounded the band and has five fleur-de-lys with different pearls. The seven gemstones symbolize to seven realms of Alfheimr and the five fleur-de-lys symbolize to five colonies of Alfheimr, a ruler who owns it called "The great ruler.") Hendrid lied down and said, "Tell Costus bring me food here!", Hendrid smiled. "I will, my Hendrid! You just preceded me to say that!", Fawna squeaked. "Thank you!", sincerely said.
Fawna kissed Hendrid on its lips and forehead. Fawna smiled, it then went out of the room. While she was walking along the lane toward the field of edifice, she was looking for Custos.
"Where is Custos?", Fawna asked aloud. There's no one replied her. She therefore asked the soldiers once more, "Is there anyone listened to me? I said, where is Custos?". She asked loudly. A soldier replied, "He is in the Custola", your majesty!". And Fawna went to Custola. When she arrived at the place she saw Custos. "Custos! Supreme Hendrid ordered you to go to him, bring him food!", Fawna gently ordered. "I will, the highness!", said Custos. Fawna snided.
Custos buggered off toward kitchenette to prepare food for Hendrid, Fawna snided.
Custos took fruits and drink. He brought it to Hendrid. He knocked the door trice, "Custos? Get in!", said Hendrid. He got inside and put the food on desk. "Supreme Hendrid here's your food!" said Custos softly. "Thank you, Custos!"
"May I leave now?, supreme Hendrid?", Custos asked uncertainly.
"Wait up, Custos, before you leave I have something to tell you", Hendrid moved to sit from laying. "It is crucial, you are my exhorter, my trust is in you." Hendrid said seriously. Custos was listening deeply.
"Fawna and I have made five scepters due its desire that all realms must have the power of sorcery and I bestowed it, by the power of Enterus and with the help of her Virga we made those, Enterus is not as powerful as then, so it is now weak."
Custos shocked. "Supreme, why did you grant her desire?", he asked hopelessly.
"I love Fawna and even if my life I can wear in peril, I still will", said Hendrid sincerely.
Custos nodded sadly. "But...you supposed shouldn't!", he squeaked.
"Stop! Don't say any over me, don't blame what I've done!", said Hendrid uncertainly.
Custos stopped saying. "I want you to do this. Tomorrow the cetros shall be released to four rulers, when I order you to get the cetros in Knowlechen, the four cetros are on the long wood table and bring those to my throne. Now, get to Knowlechen, look for the book of creopan at the shelf, it is on top of it, and bring it to me."
"As you command, supreme!" Custos immediately headed towards Knowlechen, going down the stairs around, when he got off the door of the room was right there, slowly opened the door and entered. He saw many shelves of books, many books surrounded, in every walls of room were books. Meters away, he saw the long wood table so he came closer and beheld the scepters on there. He eyed those thoroughly, was attracted to its embellishment, seems confused with these but he remembered why he got to here, rinsing his eyes, rattling his head and stood straight, he got over the table to go to the shelf. Exactly saw the book at the top, due to shelf's height he wasn't able to reach itso he used his sword cane to pinch and make it fall. When it was about to fall he abruptly took place as to snag the book. He caught it then. He didn't noticed the scepter in the shelf. After taking creopan, he missed all things displayed here and decamped of the room with it. Door was slammed by him with strong force and, went up fast back to Hendrid's room, door was unlocked, he entered without knocking. "Supreme, I have the book!" Custos then handed it over Hendrid, took it by the supreme and professed, "Find the three hundredth page of the book, rip it then keep, only you must know where this page is." He blotted the book until he hit upon the three hundredth page, "The Law of Curse," read Custos astonishingly, he then scanned the content, "But unclear— odd— wayward as follows," he said in a quavering way, "The three subject matters are written in ancient rademian letters, from the Estrus kin's alphabet, a worden-tongue of Estrus and some other old ones, fewer,— only the very old age of kin can read this— these eleven verses are the only written context in the book that scribed by old letters of Rademian, it is... to not know what written on here to whoever intends," said Hendrid in a soft voice, "Even me ain't read it, only the heading," said Custos while staring at the book.
"Here is what rademian letters say," Hendrid was meant to tell Custos what rademian letters mean.
The Great ruler shall die,
One realm shall disappear therewith,
By the sea the kin shall vanish.
When summer season comes,
The evil kin shall be reigning,
One realm is praised, one realm is invaded.
One kin is dominant, one kin is slave.
Nevertheless, the only one princess will give birth to Fareika.
When autumn season begins a child shall be born,
To release his kin, to destroy one evil kin,
In his land where his kin enslaves."
"It is imminent and inevitable." After Hendrid's telling, Custos was ripping it slowly to sunder well, while cleaving the paper was lighting up where it was torn. Custos stopped rending and said amazedly, "It is glowing!"
"Keep ripping!" Hendrid muttered.
Custos nodded. Finally he made sever the page from its book and asked, "why, supreme?"
"You will know, I'll tell you when it must be told." Hendrid grasped.
"Yes, my supreme!", Custos replied uncertainly and gave the book to Hendrid. "May I now go?", queried politely.
"You may! But I command you announce to four realms that tomorrow the cetros will be given to them! Remember those!" Hendrid admonished. "Leave!" When Custos had gone, he put the book on escritoire nearby the bed.
Custos had been left from the room. When he was out of the room he stopped and thinking about what matter was Hendrid had said. While he's walking, he thinkingly remembered what Hendrid said. He skimmed the ripped page, folding it several crimps and put it on his sword cane's handle. Asking himself mutteringly. "what's the matter behind? What's the hidden? He sounds bizarre."
Custos came back to Custola and Fawna was still there. But he didn't notice Fawna so he rumbly got in.
"You're here Custos!", said Fawna tamely.
"Majesty, I thought you already haven't there", Custos responded snappingly.
"Seemingly you have been lasted in supreme Hendrid's room', she added.
"No, your majesty! After I brought food to supreme Hendrid he ordered me to get his cape at throne's chair." Custos lied.
After Custos explained, Fawna stood, "Custos?", "Yes your majesty?", Custos answered interrogatively.
Fawna had thought loaded, been blanked, "Nothing!", she said unsurely. Then she thrawnly left and got to Hendrid.
When Fawna left in Custola, Custos stepped come forth to the room, held a doorknob and pulled to open it. He came inside his room in Custola, sat, took four pieces of paper, took a wooden pencil with five small holes in it, and started writing letters to inform the four realms.
YORE
King Derul, King Afsoun, King Luffer and Queen Lizzare
is commanded by
The Supreme of Yore
to invite
...
to the Bestowment of Scepters
at the Temple of Sovereigns, Fallafheir
on , 23rd April
in the morning
He was writing four letters that to be sent to four rulers. After he wrote the four letters, he rumpled these, curbed into small pipe of brown bamboo. When these were ready to convey, he harped the pencil through blowing to call four owls to consign the letters to each realms. (A wooded pencil with five small holes were playing melodiously.)
And there were four owls came. Hendrid gladdened. The four owls nipped the letters respectively. "Bring that letter and back!", said Custos litherly.
Then, owls flew toward its respective target realms.
In the meantime, Fawna came back to the room she saw Hendrid sleeping, took deep glance and sat on chair. She took a book in the closet, reading further.
About an hour later, owls had arrived at their respective realm destination, the one landed and unclasped the letter on the room's window of Afsoun, and left. Received, took, and read, "It's tomorrow!", he said eagerly. An another one landed on a warsler's effigy in front of Queen Lizzare, then she picked it from owl's beak, she unsealed the letter, read skeptically. An another one landed in king Derul's room itself, in Azudamia, fell it down by owl, then, he picked the letter up and read cockishly. While the one just fell a letter down in front of king Luffer in Faccia and picked it up slowly, he read. He felt avid.
After all owls sent the letters, these all flew back to Yore, came back to Custola to show Custos that they brought those to realms.
All owls fetched on the frame of window, all four made sound.
"Excellent! Thank you my friends!", Custos thanked huskily.
"Fly back to your abode, your help shall be cognized." Custos appreciably said. The owls fluttered back toward tree.
Then, at point, he finished writing fulth of the day on the tome of memoir, he wrote "The five volumes of Sorcery" as a subject matter of memoir. All what happenstance occurred was written, then after, he kept a plume and tome, put a plume in a wood-cylinder canakin and closed a tome from the page where he wrote. Got in the bedroom of Custola. He thereupon meant to sleep as night went deep.
Lied down, closed eyes, then, had a peaceful start of sleep. However, while his sleep going deep there was a dream appeared on him. Panicking while asleep, panting while dreaming, friskily clenching his head.
"He was entering chamber and witnessing the fifth scepter was glunching with white light and black shadow. When he's coming so closely to the scepter it moved and fell down, purposely levitating while glunching, got stopped from drifting on air and landed on ground vertically like how the way he stands (floor). Scepter began writing on the floor explicitly and there had written a phrase "The Law of Curse." The phrase started glowing, glittering little particles of dusts, forming scenarios of battles, unleashing curse, fall of realms, invasion of evil and an offspring of new hope. It shown up what the Law of Curse was. He surprised by what he saw, and there was a big evil shadow intercepted to him that seemed he lost his sight by the dark that bore of the shadow." After Custos dreamed, he woke graspingly, thinking what his dream did imply.
"What does this imply?" Custos mumbled.
Stood up, walked back and forth and repeatedly told himself "The Law of Curse" mutteringly. He couldn't even make himself at ease nor think calmly. The Law of Curse seemed to bring a heavy meaning to cultivate.
Custos breathed deeply, feeling quite good. He tried to lay down again but couldn't avoid thinking what he had dreamed. Few moments later, he got up and went straight outside of the room. He vetted the interior area of Custola with his fresh-woken eyes, saw everything was alright, stepped toward the door of Custola.
"What I must do? The phrase seemly engraved on my mind, can't resist." faintly said.
He opened the door, came forth toward Knowlechen to check the fifth cetro if there was something happening bizarre. He walked in unsturdily, the lane was quiet, no noise, no sound.
When he was close to the room he had heard a bit volume of sound, walked quickly until he came to. Opened the door in natural way but unable to open. He therefore used a spell to open it.
"Avriertus," unleashed emphatically.
However, the door wasn't open. "What was supreme Hendrid used to here, a spell for portal gate did not even work."
He closed his eyes, concentrated, touched the door firmly and unleashed "meare penitus", untouched the door and penetrated in to the door. He entered in room by penetration.
Looked around, saw all the books fine, looking for the fifth cetro that was in the center of bookshelf. He came close to it, standing and trying to open the pane but unable to unclose. Therefore, he put his hand on the pane and used a spell once again, "meare penitus," by it he easily took the cetro. He got astonished to scepter, the scepter of Necromancy was blackish green.
He took a scepter away from the bookshelf and brought it to long wood table where the four scepters placed on. He compared these all, Douwen was the scepter of Evocation, was blackish red, Contreroule was the scepter of Illusion, was blackish purple, Auctorite was the scepter of Abjuration, was blackish blue, Bouh Cursen was the scepter of Conjuration, was blackish yellow, these four scepters had equal length and size while the Spala Dauthi was the scepter of Necromancy, was blackish green and lengthier than all, exceptional and uniquely distinguishing. All scepters had various color and had different power of Diablerie. The only distinct thing he noticed was that the Spala Dauthi wasn't like of four, longer than among.
His dream didn't match with his appearance in the Knowlechen, the occurrence of his was quite beyond to his dream. "There was nothing else distinct, perhaps just my dream. But, supreme Hendrid words are relatively connected." He thought of profoundly. "What does it really imply? What's the meaning behind of this?" asked himself apprehensively.
Laterally, he heard a sound from outside of the room, a sound of someone's feet stepping, looked at the back, frowned his face. He slowly put the cetro back, then, quietly drew close to the door, as what he did he penetrated his head to see who made a sound but he hadn't seen anyone. He moved back his head, thinking of, seeing the cetro uncertainly.
Forasmuch as, he penetrated out, walked away, came back to Custola, went straight to his room, lied down that seemed he hadn't dreamed worse. Tried to fall asleep at the coming dawn of morning.
In Hendrid's room, Fawna was reading, she noticed that the letters in the book slowly vanishing.
She blotted the pages and those were empty, no letters, no words at all. "What does this mean?", asked herself fearingly. Then, at that time, she put the book on escritoire watching, thinking what was the meaning behind of book's words vanishing.
Few moments later, the book had oozed blood, it was bleeding. Fawna shocked seeing the book was oozing blood. In spite of being shocked she gradually tried to hold a book, blotting the page to bleeding page.
When she blotted a bleeding page she saw that the book was springing a leaf and became a page— the ripped page was sprang again, so queen Fawna knew it also. On a sprung page, there stated a phrase and she was reading it, "The Law of Curse", (since the page was newly sprung only the phrase, "The Law of Curse" Fawna read) she stood up, looked at the mirror, while she was looking herself at the mirror, it suddenly broke and let go of the book on the floor.
Hendrid awoke over the noise of breaking mirror, "Fawna?" Hendrid screaked.
"What was that?" He got up, came close, "I just broke the mirror", Fawna picked a book up then got startled when seeing this no blood, she wondered, she blotted a book finding a page where a phrase was stated.
But there's nothing a trace of blood. When she held a book Hendrid asked him, "Are you hurt? Do you have wound?"
"I'm alright," Fawna felt luckily.
"I am just reading a book and there is something bizarre happened, a book just fell down and when I saw myself in the mirror— the mirror just broke suddenly", said Fawna dazedly.
"What is that book you've read?" Hendrid took a book from Fawna's hand. "The Creopan!" he said deeply.
"Have you seen in here something while you're reading?", Hendrid queried emphatically.
Fawna lied. "Just that mirror broke, nothing else!" Answered stammeringly. "Why? Is there something must be happened to this book?", she added.
"Nothing! Don't mind!", Hendrid put a book back on closet. He then saw Fawna closely, touching its face and said, "A night goes deep, tomorrow is the bestowment of the books. We should sleep!", Hendrid said tiredly.
Fawna noddled and snided. Then Hendrid came back to bed, layed back down. Fawna followed, beheld Hendrid while lying and thinking with a bit of doubt that Hendrid had known about "The Law of Curse." Unbeknownst to them that the book was glowing, a way that the content of "Law of Curse" was written again.
She lied down, hugging Hendrid. However, she didn't feel at ease, couldn't sleep, still thinking what she witnessed on book. She couldn't really fall asleep. So, she went out of the room, going on the roof of edifice, viewing the realm of Brutey away from Yore, fetched her wand from her dress' pocket , pointed to herself, "Locatus univerto", she uttered credently toward Brutey then had come to it. Fawna exactly appeared in Afsoun's room. Afsoun saw her alluringly.
She then walked come close to Afsoun while saying, "Tomorrow is the bestowment of Cetros, your long-waited will have been coming."
"The bird preceded you. That was conveyed lately, I will not let this moment miss," Afsoun beheld out of the window.
"This will happen because of you, my beloved! The power shall have new owner, that's happening sooner!", Afsoun kissed Fawna. "Thank you!", he thanked lovely.
Fawna smiled, got thrilled secretly. Then, she lied down on bed, Afsoun lied down, too.
"Get back to Yore", said Afsoun lovely.
"Why do you want me to leave? Don't you say you don't want me staying with you, do you mean I am not supposed here" asked angrily.
"No Fawna, I am just worried that Hendrid might notice about what you're doing. Maybe when you return to Yore there's no place waiting for you!", Afsoun said worriedly.
"No Afsoun," Fawna said fancily. "Hendrid loves me, I know he can't do that such thing if ever I wore in conundrum. He trusts in me so much!"
Afsoun felt jealous of what she had said.
"You're still more loving him than me," Afsoun squeaked.
"No, if I love him I would rather choose and love you more than him, just doing a counterfeit of love for our reigning" Fawna said certainly.
Afsoun smiled. "This time you have to turn back to Yore because Hendrid perhaps notice something on us."
Fawna nodded. "Tomorrow the cetros of Auctorite will be yours. It is the third scepter of Diablerie, the scepter of abjuration, the power of banishing, protection, and blocking."
"How about the fourth scepter? Where will it be given?", Afsoun asked exclamatorily.
"It will be given to Ergon. Hendrid and I had made five cetros of Diablerie and the most powerful cetro among those is the fifth, the Spala Dauthi. It is been in tutelage of Yore." Fawna informed Afsoun.
Afsoun angered, "That must be mine! Take it for me!", angrily said.
"That's not easy but I can make a way for it. After Hendrid bestows the scepters to respective rulers that would be a time that I'll take the fifth scepter, for Hendrid do not recognize it." said Fawna incisively.
When Fawna was about to leave, she squeaked to ask about the law of curse.
"I have read something horrible in a book of creopan. Do you know what the law of curse implies?" Fawna asked curiously.
"No? I just heard that at first from you!" Afsoun answered certainly.
Fawna thought. "I thought you knew. I'll know it."
After Fawna said she stirred her wand "Locatus revertto," Fawna unleashed, then, she had come back to Yore's castle at its plain roof.
Afsoun was thinking of "The Law of Curse." He had been curious about this, he wanted to know what implication was behind.
"What does really the "Law of Curse" imply?" asked Afsoun, himself murmuringly. "At this time, I should be mine the scepter of Auctorite and a book that supreme owns, intriguing book."
Meanwhile, Fawna turned back to Hendrid's room, saw Hendrid sleeping deeply, gazed the Creopan sharply, but after, she just ignored it. She came over beside of Hendrid, lied down with, as the night went deep she did to sleep still.
In the next morning the birds humming, sunlight emerged beaming, warslers marching and started situating in place. Metals sounding, wind of the morning whirling. The day of bestowment of four cetros had come at first day after these made. The Fallafheir Temple was ready, ringleaders of soldiers, and knights were set-up and standing in front of the chairs of council waiting for all rulers.
In Yore, while Custos was in his room in Custola his friend suddenly appeared, he got surprised nervily. Nivialle was a goblin with pointed ears and nose, its eyes have oblong shaped and yellowish eyeballs, has no bristles, has dry skin and a meter height, also has long nails, wore a husk raiment . (Maruming damit).
"What did you do, my friend?" Nivialle asked chucklingly.
"Did? Wh---at?" said stammeringly. "Did I do something?" Custos asked uncertainly. "Ahahehe!" Nivialle chuckled, walking forth while talking, stepping forth.
"I saw you going to Knowlechen at eventide, didn't you?" Nivialle scratched his head, exhaled.
"You saw me there!" He said. "Yes! What did you do so there?" asked Nivialle seriously.
"Well, I came to Knowlechen to confirm that my shuteye was true. I was hopelessly feeling anxious about my dream that night. As having in that room I haven't seen anything distinct, except for a bit sound of feet stepping outside, I therefore went out of there." Custos professed narratively. "How did you know by the way?" he asked curiously.
"I was there but I didn't enter Knowlechen." Nivialle said.
"You mean a feet stepping I've heard was yours?" Custos frowned.
"Exactly, my friend!" Nivialle chortled. Custos guffawed lushly and said leisurely while guffawing, "Perhaps the Law of Curse is not yet to happen". Nivialle stopped chortling and became serious. "A what?" He asked strangely. Custos stopped laughing and said, "The Law of Curse, do you know this thing? What does this thing imply?" he asked weirdly.
"The Law of Curse is an outburst of anathema over subversion, only a thaumaturgist wizard can impose and do and, only one can revoke." Nivialle explained concisely.
Custos breathed out. "Now I am enlightened, The Law of Curse appeared on my dream but had not stated what meaning was— vague."
"Who is that wizard you pertain?" he asked slowly.
"Probably here in Yore. Supreme Hendrid is the only thaumaturgist that exists and obviously who he it is.." Nivialle snappingly said. Custos gazed at far.
Talking to his goblin friend, Nivialle, about his shuteye and the door suddenly opened and they saw that Hendrid was getting in, walking close and they gave slouch as a respect for the supreme.
"Nivialle, you're here!" said with a smile.
"A pleasure to see you again closely, supreme." Nivialle exulted.
He smiled at its words and seriously said to Custos, "You have to come to Fallafheir Temple, there will be held the bestowment of Cetros, come there with Nivialle."
"Supreme, are the rulers there? And how about the warslers of yours?" Custos asked.
"I have sent half legion of mine to the temple, they are situated in there."
"I shall follow, you first come there for me!" A supreme added and left them two in room.
Custos and Nivialle stepped up on the circular stairs, came up to the roof of chateau and they viewed the cylindrical temple of Monarch with pointed thatch, it was towering and there had windows without jalousie (shutter), in other words, the windows were unclosed and the temple itself was an opened place. Custos summoned his Embryi by saying its name on mind, "Oura", mentioned its name three times just on mind and they glimpsed it flying toward them, when it was close and landed on, Nivialle amazed its appearance and pulchritude— a hulking white wolf with three wooly tails, two pairs of long broad wings and with meek eyes. It pretty had large size, beyond his head. "Bizzare, strange and goodeniaceous! The amalgamation is superb!" Nivialle said amazedly. Custos approached his Embryi to caress it on head and Oura was fondling like a dog, lapping up his face.
"Quite disgusting!" Said Nivialle nauseatingly.
"Mirror yourself first!" Said Custos while caressing Oura and it got peeved, jerking its head around and just lounging. Custos walked to Oura's right side and embarked on his back, when he was on top he called Nivialle.
"My friend! Would you still get on or come there for a walk?"
"Of course I would rather get on your Embryi, the first time I will feel the altitude of its fly."
"Well, board forth and we shall be going to Fallafheir."
Nivialle boarded, he was behind Custos and holding wools to not fall. Oura flew away, at the sky, it was out of control in flying and yelping owing to a pain it felt. Flying roughly and soaring violently.
"What's happening?" Said Custos loudly.
"I don't know, it's yours. You should have known what's happening to this loony-meshuggee pet." Nivialle answered nervously.
"You much!"
"Oura, just fly calmly!" said Custos to Oura.
However, Oura didn't listen and just ignored him, it was soaring roughly that they almost got fallen until Custos jerked his head to his friend and saw that it was holding Oura's wool caused it to make feel the pain.
"You're hurting him!" He said aloud.
"Huh? I'm not doing anything to hurt him."
"You're holding his wool tightly and that makes him feel the pain, soaring violently because of what you're doing. Coil your arms on my body."
"But perhaps I fall!" Nivialle worried.
"Just coil your one arm first before that another one, just think, foolish!" He said annoyously.
When Nivialle clasped Custos' body as to hold to not fall, the Embryi calmed himself flying. It was soaring with sober-blooded fly till they reached their destination. They descended on the field of temple where soldiers fended off, dusts spreaded out, few plants around chirred by the wings, and soldiers steadily positioned in four rows at front edge of the field. They disembarked from boarding, caressed Oura once again and whispered, "fly back." Custos stepped backward and Oura got ready to soar back, flying toweringly while they were gazing at far. They came inside the temple, in the chamber of council, they there had met the knights and ringleaders but most eminent of their attention was the abbots of druids. The said abbots were seated on six seats that surrounded in the chamber that placed on rounded wall above the seats of four rulers that were placed on ground in front of supreme's seat. The four seats were three feet apart from each other and quite distant from supreme's seat.
"Custos, where is the supreme? Why are soldiers gathered here now?" Felirius asked (one of the druids).
"He's coming with queen Fawna. He just appointed me to be here first. Let have a little time for their coming." Custos answered.
Custos just came up to the supreme's seat with his friend, standing there, facing the crowd with normal posture of face. In their waiting, on top of the temple the group of cintauri honked the foghorns through wind-blowing, seven foghorns and seven cintauri honked those. Everyone heard the honks. "The rulers of four realms are here!" said Custos. "The bestowment shall indeed happen!" a goblin squeaked mumblingly.
"Time to gather in chamber" Custos muttered.
The four rulers had arrived at the temple at the same row of time— Queen Lizzare was onboard of white tall unicorn, she wore silver crown with debris of yellow amethyst surrounded the band, and three fleur-de-lys— the center is lengthier than two and has big amethyst, white two-horned lion for king Afsoun and he wore silver crown with debris of blue ruby surrounded the band, and three fleur-de-lys— the center is lengthier than two and has big ruby, sleipnir for king Derul— he wore silver crown with debris of red emerald surrounded the band, and three fleur-de-lys— the center is lengthier than two and has big emerald, his knights boarded on rouncys, and black fang-bulged cheetah for King Luffer— he wore silver crown with debris of purple sapphire surrounded the band, and three fleur-de-lys— the center is lengthier than two and has big sapphire. . When they were in the field of Fallafheir Temple the group of soldiers sounded their iron-made shield by their iron-tipped spear to give reverence and greeting for the presence of theirs. They all gladdened and got inside, there they were greeted and welcomed by Custos.
"A great day of Friday, kings and queen!"
The druids wondered by the appearance of the rulers, they all took a glance to each other, trace in their eyes the wonder. Nevertheless, there it was and Custos hinted at their respective seats, three kings seated in a consecutive seats and a queen just sat on left seat at last.
"Little time for waiting, Supreme Hendrid will arrive at about noon!" He said to rulers.
Nivialle just laughed. Custos jerked . While standing he saw a lady with long blonde, and semi-curly hair, glamorous skin, colored topaz eyes and wore abraxas canvas robe with red cloak in the edge of temple's ostium. "Andela!" he called out. Andela took a glance to him, he then came close, "Glad to seeing you again lady Andela!"
"You too, Custos!" It replied happily.
"You have spent long time for abiding temple's cleanliness and orderliness under druids' menage. Do you have plan to leave this place?" Custos asked.
"This place is my home, my life is forged by here. Druids raised me like their daughter and this is my indulgence for their munificence. This is where my whole life sprang and grew. I can't withstand being away from my home." Andela said sincerely.
"You're still not changed, you still have selfless heart and intent. You have the immanence of royal blood." Custos lauded.
Custos suddenly stepped forward owing to pulling the hem of his steampunk collar coat by Nivialle, he unintentionally dabbed Andela's right shoulder and his face got closer to Andela's face, almost kissed the lips. Andela foaled,
"Are you insane?" Asked patiently.
"Sorry! I'm not in intent to do that!" Custos stuttered. Andela breathed deeply.
"My apology, lady, I just pulled his steampunk's hem." Nivialle got sorry.
"It was nothing, it was just fine. No worries!" Andela said lovely.
"Well, I've to leave. I need to go up to thatch, to check occurrence and I'll get down when supreme Hendrid and queen Fawna is arrived." She added.
"Sorry again" Custos apologized. Andela just smiled and walked out exhilarating and blushing.
Custos and his friend got back to the supreme's seat as he was to face the rulers but kings and queen hadn't seen Nivialle when Custos backed. Nevialle became himself invisible, so druids and rulers wondered by his disappearance. Druids are the overseers of the supreme's decision and works that have done. They were also responsible in the filtration of anathema. The druids wore maroon hooded druidic robe, long grey wavy-haired, long whiskers in chin, wrinkled face skin but strong and expert in intellectation.
"Crowd again! Nivialle sighed. "They are all here, as far as I have observed the rulers are truly majestic." a friend murmured.
"Shhh, quiet, Nivialle!" Custos hissed.
"You better show yourself that you're with me."
"Well, as you say!" said his friend softly. He showed himself, visible in everyone's eyes and all surprised by Nivialle's appearance beside Custos.
"Custos, that one such a cruel and evil looks like!" His friend mumbled carefully.
"Nivialle?" Custos frowned stiffly. "Wha---t?" he replied emphatically.
"Your words, careful to your words. We are out of royalty, still!" muttered Custos seriously.
"Have I spoken grime words?" Nivialle asked.
"Haven't you?" Custos grasped.
A friend goblin exhaled and said, "Got it!" Custos nodded and gazed at him. "Stay here."
"We have waited quite long hour but the supreme and queen isn't around yet. Where are they?" Asked one of the druids named Aburcu.
Custos looked up at Aburcu and sniggered. "Supreme Hendrid and queen Fawna is coming, little more time to take," he snarled.
Druids didn't know why they had convocation with four realms of Alfheimr. Hendrid didn't impart the matter to Druids nor ordained someone to usher in. Therefore, the cohort of Druids couldn't know why supreme Hendrid having the said kind of convocation. (The six Druids namely Aburcu, Hernux, Gruss, Adrief, Felirious and Gandel, they are all senior beardy druidic wizards.)
The six Druids keenly looked at him and Hernux asked gruffly "Why do we have this kind of resemblance, Custos?"
"Only our supreme Hendrid will tell you, everyone." Custos whined.
"But you're an exhorter of him!" said Hernux. Custos just quietened.
Few moments later, while Hernux asking Custos, supreme Hendrid and queen Fawna suddenly appeared at the Fallafheir's field with four long coffer that four soldiers were carrying. Soldiers bowed down and seven foghorns sounded again.
"They are here, the supreme and queen has come. The ones who that you are all waiting to come." Custos announced loudly.
The highness proceeded to chamber with four soldiers at the back carrying the long coffers, walking across the marble floor. Everyone bowed including the four rulers and druids slouched while he's saying this.
Nivialle just laughed. Custos jerked . While standing he saw a lady with long blonde, and semi-curly hair, glamorous skin, colored topaz eyes and wore abraxas canvas robe with red cloak in the edge of temple's ostium. "Andela!" he called out. Andela took a glance to him, he then came close, "Glad to seeing you again lady Andela!"
"You too, Custos!" It replied happily.
"You have spent long time for abiding temple's cleanliness and orderliness under druids' menage. Do you have plan to leave this place?" Custos asked.
"This place is my home, my life is forged by here. Druids raised me like their daughter and this is my indulgence for their munificence. This is where my whole life sprang and grew. I can't withstand being away from my home." Andela said sincerely.
"You're still not changed, you still have selfless heart and intent. You have the immanence of royal blood." Custos lauded.
Custos suddenly stepped forward owing to pulling the hem of his steampunk collar coat by Nivialle, he unintentionally dabbed Andela's right shoulder and his face got closer to Andela's face, almost kissed the lips. Andela foaled,
"Are you insane?" Asked patiently.
"Sorry! I'm not in intent to do that!" Custos stuttered. Andela breathed deeply.
"My apology, lady, I just pulled his steampunk's hem." Nivialle got sorry.
"It was nothing, it was just fine. No worries!" Andela said lovely.
"Well, I've to leave. I need to go up to thatch, to check occurrence and I'll get down when supreme Hendrid and queen Fawna is arrived." She added.
"Sorry again" Custos apologized. Andela just smiled and walked out exhilarating and blushing.
Custos and his friend got back to the supreme's seat as he was to face the rulers but kings and queen hadn't seen Nivialle when Custos backed. Nevialle became himself invisible, so druids and rulers wondered by his disappearance. Druids are the overseers of the supreme's decision and works that have done. They were also responsible in the filtration of anathema. The druids wore maroon hooded druidic robe, long grey wavy-haired, long whiskers in chin, wrinkled face skin but strong and expert in intellectation.
"Crowd again! Nivialle sighed. "They are all here, as far as I have observed the rulers are truly majestic." a friend murmured.
"Shhh, quiet, Nivialle!" Custos hissed.
"You better show yourself that you're with me."
"Well, as you say!" said his friend softly. He showed himself, visible in everyone's eyes and all surprised by Nivialle's appearance beside Custos.
"Custos, that one such a cruel and evil looks like!" His friend mumbled carefully.
"Nivialle?" Custos frowned stiffly. "Wha---t?" he replied emphatically.
"Your words, careful to your words. We are out of royalty, still!" muttered Custos seriously.
"Have I spoken grime words?" Nivialle asked.
"Haven't you?" Custos grasped.
A friend goblin exhaled and said, "Got it!" Custos nodded and gazed at him. "Stay here."
"We have waited quite long hour but the supreme and queen isn't around yet. Where are they?" Asked one of the druids named Aburcu.
Custos looked up at Aburcu and sniggered. "Supreme Hendrid and queen Fawna is coming, little more time to take," he snarled.
Druids didn't know why they had convocation with four realms of Alfheimr. Hendrid didn't impart the matter to Druids nor ordained someone to usher in. Therefore, the cohort of Druids couldn't know why supreme Hendrid having the said kind of convocation. (The six Druids namely Aburcu, Hernux, Gruss, Adrief, Felirious and Gandel, they are all senior beardy druidic wizards.)
The six Druids keenly looked at him and Hernux asked gruffly "Why do we have this kind of resemblance, Custos?"
"Only our supreme Hendrid will tell you, everyone." Custos whined.
"But you're an exhorter of him!" said Hernux. Custos just quietened.
Few moments later, while Hernux asking Custos, supreme Hendrid and queen Fawna suddenly appeared at the Fallafheir's field with four long coffer that four soldiers were carrying. Soldiers bowed down and seven foghorns sounded again.
"They are here, the supreme and queen has come. The ones who that you are all waiting to come." Custos announced loudly.
The highness proceeded to chamber with four soldiers at the back carrying the long coffers, walking across the marble floor. Everyone bowed including the four rulers and druids slouched while he's saying this...
"Stop arguing, I'm only the one who will disclose what purpose of this resemblance is. If there is among you discorded, the door is open to leave, no exemption from all," said prattlingly.
Then, after, Hendrid and Fawna sat on their throne and four soldiers put coffers on the floor respectively in front of each rulers, the soldiers left after and went to verge where knights stationed. Custos was in Hendrid's side. Everyone stopped murmuring and the four realms were just looking Hendrid and Fawna bluely. There's a lady suddenly came from left trapdoor of chamber, just stayed at edge of it, witnessing the occurrence of convocation, it was Andela.
"Here it is. Like what I said " she whispered mellowly.
Supreme Hendrid began the convocation. "All be in me, the knights, the rulers and , the druids, my overseers. This convocation is for the bestowment of scepters of sorcery," he said patiently.
"Supreme Hendrid, this was a big thing should be envisaged and discussed. The dark power can gobble one's propensity or can coalesce with cruelty and tyranny," reasoned Aburcu assertingly.
Fawna laughed stealthily. Laughing at that group of druids that would not be able to detain Hendrid being pursuant.
However, the supreme hadn't been harked to druids' remonstrance, he still carried on.
"The scepters shall be indeed bestowed, the power of the dark sun shall be given and, the power of stone of Alfheimr has been divided, all kin in entire Alfheimr shall possess the power of stone through scepters of Diablerie. Today, the bestowment of scepters shall indeed occur, all were written, wisdom bestowed and sorcery is given." Hendrid strongly obstructed.
"But, we are the overseers of this realm, we are responsible in this. You have done a decision without consulting us— we obstruct," Aburcu contravened supreme Hendrid strongly. All druids favored in Aburcu's defiance.
"I'm still the superior of entire Alfheimr, I know what I'm doing, I know what good for my constituency." Hendrid said furiously and all druids stopped defying. Fawna and Afsoun took a glance to each other and chuckled.
Hendrid unfastened four coffers and ordained four scepters to its proprietors. He adjured the scepters to go near where it they must belong. These were all levitating, everyone astounded with the pulchritude of every scepters.
He raised his two hands. "On behalf of the stone of Enterus, position thyself where you must belong," the scepters had been positioned in front of its respective proprietors. The Douwen was for King Derul, the Contreroule was for King Luffer, the Auctorite was for King Afsoun and, the Cursen was for Queen Lizzare.
"From their mind to their nous, from their vein to their blood, from their out to their flesh, the power, the sagacity, and the sorcery, amenably bestowed to its proprietors." Hendrid unleashed fixedly as the impartation of sorcery of the stone.
The scepters released different sorceries, the scepter of Douwen released blackish red light denoted the sorcery of evocation, the scepter of Contreroule released blackish purple light signified the sorcery of illusion, the scepter of Auctorite released blackish blue shadow signified the sorcery of abjuration and, the scepter of Cursen released blackish yellow shadow signified the sorcery of conjuration.
"Hold your scepter, welcome it to your flesh, embrace its power."
"You, the rulers, close your eyes because the true power is unseen, grope the given wisdom and power because the true power is not in mind, is in heart." He added.