Chapter 4
Truth
Lady Akina appears with Lord Pravis. Both look sick as if they woke in the same horrific room that Desmir did."Good you are all here lets us sit. We have much to talk about and deals have to Made l." Count tempus says snapping her fingers and pulling out three chairs table thin air
they all sit at the table that Desmir can swear thre wasn't any there a minute ago this table is weird. It's engraved with pictures from great battles. Some of which desmir or the others have never seen or heard of never heard with the character moving and using weapons that spew fire and death and dragons but with metal and the more Desmir looks into the engravings the harder it is for to look away it's as if they move when he does.
"What type of table is this?" Lord Pravis asks intrigued.
"This table is called the table of time every count has one. This table shows you not just your future but your offspring but just like everything. In this world everything can change. As you can see your future is rewiring itself. But not fully for it is a lot harder to tell the future when a supernatural creature is caught up in the mix." Count Tempus says waving her hand for darazn to grab A red liquid which is then brought before Them. "Drink my pupils so you may see the history of the night stalkers and myself." She says
Desmir grabs the liquid. Almost as if a hand is forcing him to as if a voice is telling him that this is his destiny. Desmir as if in a trance reaches for the goblet. hearing a farway a voice beckingong and forcing him to grab the vile liquid. Of course Desmir seeing that this in isnae tries to fight the voice but nonetheless Desmir finds his body bringing the red liquid to his mouth.
"Desmir stop." Akina commands. as she reaches for him
Desmir looks at lady Akina and is able to stop his hand but says "Milady if he wanted to kill us he would have done so by now.".Desmir then proceeds to drink the liquid and his eyes begin to close.
Akina looks at him . Fear has surely gripped her; she sways in between realities or trying to figure if this is still a dream. Unable to tell the difference she too drinks from her cup.