"I do not think he is a normal fairy boy," Flame fairy questioned in the court. The atmosphere in the grand court hall was electric, with every fairy present, gathered for what would become a crucial deliberation. They were jubilant that Meer had regained his consciousness, but this celebration was tempered by the enigma surrounding the boy they had recently rescued.
Mihir and Meer were in attendance as well, positioned near a polished marble pillar. It was abundantly clear that using such a monumental amount of life essence was far beyond the capabilities of anyone present, even surpassing the powers of Queen, the most formidable fairy in Moonrun.
"We all thought of him as a frightened boy and allowed him to stay here until he recovered from his trauma, but I think we should delve into his history," Soul fairy suggested after a moment of contemplative silence.
"You are right, Soul. We should take some actions," Queen Fairy agreed with a resolute nod. "Meer, go and bring the boy here." Meer acknowledged the command with a nod and swiftly departed to retrieve Tabahi. "Thunder, Flame, both of you, go and fetch Krurika. I want to hear from her as well." The two fairies nodded in unison and departed to fulfill their tasks.
Meer arrived at the chamber in a matter of moments. The room exuded an air of opulence, with a color palette predominantly featuring various shades of white, subtly accentuated by touches of vibrant red. Exquisite pillars were meticulously carved into the shape of elephants, and a circular, crimson-hued bed occupied the center stage. A diligent greenish elf was present, meticulously cleaning a vase of fresh flowers with meticulous care.
Before Meer could utter a word, the door to the bathroom chamber creaked open, revealing Tabahi. He was adorned in a pristine white cloth draping his lower body, while his upper torso remained unclothed. Water cascaded down from his glistening silver tresses. A warm smile of relief dawned upon Meer's face as he beheld the boy.
Tabahi turned to acknowledge Meer's presence, tilting his head down in a gesture of humility. "I am happy to see you well, My Lord," he said softly, his cerulean eyes remaining downcast.
"Just call me Meer," Meer replied with a gentle smile, and Tabahi's gaze finally met his.
"And your name?" Meer inquired once more. Tabahi hesitated for a fleeting moment, his azure eyes briefly searching Meer's verdant orbs before he answered, "Krurika named me Tabahi." His voice carried a palpable undercurrent of fear.
While Meer couldn't fathom the rationale behind Krurika's choice of name, he opted to set this matter aside for discussion within the court. "Queen Fairy has asked me to take you there," he stated, his voice laced with empathy. Tabahi's body quivered with apprehension as he took a hesitant step back.
"Believe me, I didn't do anything wrong. Please, I beg you, leave me be," Tabahi pleaded with teary eyes. Meer hurried to his side, offering reassurance, "Don't worry; they simply want to learn more about you, nothing more." Meer's heart ached as he witnessed the vivid mixture of pain and fear in Tabahi's azure eyes.
"I promise no harm will befall you as long as I am here," Meer assured, extending his pinky finger for emphasis. Tabahi gazed at him with a mixture of trepidation and trust, eventually interlocking his own finger with Meer's while breaking into a heartfelt smile.
In a matter of minutes, Tabahi had changed into clothing - a pair of sleek black pants accompanied by a robe of a matching hue, shaped like a kite. Together, they made their way to the castle, where Queen Fairy and all the other fairies, along with Mihir, awaited their arrival. Tabahi clung to Meer's hand, seeking solace in his reassuring presence.
Queen Fairy initiated the proceedings with a gracious tone, declaring, "Do not worry, you are safe here," which she accompanied with a reassuring smile.
Soul Fairy, known for her empathy, stepped forward and gently lifted Tabahi's chin with her delicate fingers. "Queen Fairy and all of us wish to learn more about you. Would you be willing to share your story with us?" she inquired, her eyes reflecting compassion.
Tabahi hesitated momentarily, his gaze flitting between the curious faces of the fairies and the encouraging countenance of Mihir. "Go ahead," Mihir silently mouthed, releasing Tabahi's hand. Summoning courage, Tabahi began to speak, "I... I am Tabahi. Some days ago, Krurika created me with the powers and essence of foul Fairies, with the sinister intent of destroying the universe. I was molded from the very essence of darkness, my sole purpose being the annihilation of the universe." His revelation left the fairies exchanging incredulous glances.
"But you proved to be a failure, incapable of achieving anything even with those extraordinary powers," a voice chimed in, and everyone turned to see Krurika. She stood there, her hands and legs ensnared in unforgiving iron ropes. Thunder and Flame fairies stood sentinel on either side of her, vigilant and resolute.
Mihir couldn't help but grin as he reassured Tabahi, "Don't worry; she can't harm you now."
Krurika's defiance was palpable, as she retorted, "You are not allowed to talk, Krurika," with unwavering sternness, Queen Fairy silenced her.
Krurika was led away to the sidelines, leaving Meer to console Tabahi, who was visibly shaken. "Fear not, and please, share your story," Meer gently urged.
"I... I am Tabahi," he began anew, struggling to overcome his anxiety. "Krurika created me after stealing foul staffs from your weaponry. However, when she tasked me with destruction, I found myself unable to comply," he admitted, his voice tinged with embarrassment.
"What happened to Riti?" Mischief Fairy inquired, curiosity etching her delicate features.
Tabahi's eyes welled with tears, and he quivered as he confessed, "She and some goblins forced me. I was terrified and couldn't control my magic... It killed her." He shuddered at the memory, reliving the traumatic experience.
Krurika couldn't restrain herself any longer, launching herself at Tabahi with murderous intent. She pushed two fairies aside in her frenzied attempt to reach him, but Soul Fairy intervened with her magic, causing Krurika to collapse in agony.
Queen Fairy's rage boiled over as she rose from her throne, her anger unmistakable in her fiery gaze. "What you did is unforgivable, Krurika, and you will be punished."
Krurika, undeterred, taunted, "Do you think you can punish me, filthy fairy?"
"I will," Queen Fairy asserted sternly. "As the Queen of Moonrun and the realm of all fairies, I hereby sentence you to death." Her proclamation sent ripples of shock through the assembly.
"Two days from now, at the break of the first sunray, you will face a sentence of death, executed in the most harrowing manner, subjecting you to the flames of hell."
As the gravity of Queen Fairy's judgment hung in the air, some fairies couldn't help but gulp at the sheer horror of the impending punishment.
Concerned for Tabahi's welfare, Mihir questioned, "And what about Tabahi?"
Queen Fairy responded, her voice laced with compassion, "Until he comprehends the intricacies of life and learns to harness his powers, he will remain here under the guidance and care of Meer and Mihir."
Afterward, Meer led Tabahi to his chamber, ensuring the boy could finally find respite. Once Tabahi was settled, Meer sat down, heaving a deep sigh. He gazed at his own reflection in the ornate mirror, his voice trembling as he confessed, "I was afraid today."
"Of course, you were," a voice chimed in from behind him. Meer turned to the mirror, his eyes widening in fear as he beheld Riti standing there, smirking malevolently. To his astonishment, there wasn't a single wound on her body.
"W-what are you doing here?" he stammered in fear.
Riti's smirk deepened, and she began to laugh devilishly. "You are a good actor, aren't you?"
"Of course, I am," Meer replied hesitantly.
She moved closer, invading his personal space. "Our plan is working as we thought," she whispered conspiratorially.
"Of course, it -"
A sudden crash interrupted their conversation. A green elf had appeared at the chamber's entrance, his body trembling as he gazed at Riti. "B-but you were dead," he stammered, attempting to flee. In a swift motion, Tabahi closed the chamber gate and pulled the elf inside.
Without uttering a word, Tabahi opened his mouth wide. The terrified elf began to shake uncontrollably, blood streaming from every part of his body directly into Tabahi's gaping maw. The elf cried out in agony, but Tabahi devoured it all within seconds. The elf's body was torn asunder, his small penis falling to the floor.
"Pathetic elf," Tabahi muttered callously, then retrieved the balls and penis and began eating them.