~Fooled~
Back in the Moon Realm, Queen Diantha introduced Master Odysseus to Queen Neev. Master Odysseus had Ben the most knowledgeable old man who knew a lot about magic, spells and powers. He had wrote many books about spells and had lots of disciples, among which the Styrixs were included. And now, he was called upon to teach Neev how to master all of her powers. It was originally the Queen Mother that was her tutor, but with the poisons effect, she became weak and couldn't use her powers like before. But now that she's healed, she'll slowly recover back to her original self.
"Pleased to meet you Master Odysseus" Queen Niamh beamed.
"Honoured to serve you, Your Grace" the old man with long grey hair, piercing bright emerald green eyes and wrinkled face bowed. He has a large scar that travelled from the left side of his temples to his left cheek, probably gotten from an old adventure.
Niamh turned to Orion.
"Take him to the Onyx Sanctum, I shall be there in a short while" Niamh has grown fond of the Onyx Sanctum. Since the first incident that occurred there, where she unknowingly purified a demon-possessed living, that young lad, Amias, she felt there's something mysterious about the Sanctum. The dark onyx stones arranged in such a way that it gives a mystical and magnificent feeling, the fireflies that gleamed in the surrounding at night were all natural things to appreciate. Since she'd always been a nature lover, the slightest thing is beautiful in her eyes and she loved the way she loved nature.
There was a time she was sitting in Queen Diantha's Flower Sanctum, she found herself admiring the green grasses. How they're painted in green and how their blades stung up in the air. She found out that even this little plant can bring a huge happiness to someone, the more you stare at it. In the next second, she was staring at a lady bug, how that little creature crawl as it own freedom. She wondered if it is happy just crawling around and searching for what to eat. Her thoughts are sometimes crazy but meaningful, 'every creature should be happy and grateful to their creator'.
At the hallway, Queen Niamh was going to the Onyx Sanctum when Ambrosia and Anastasia, the identical twins called for her, running towards her. Niamh turned and welcomed them both in a warm hug.
"We were going to your Manor when we sighted you" Anastasia spoke first.
"Are you going to see me?" Niamh asked, staring lovingly at them. But heck, she can't even recognize who is who. They both have beautiful cognac brown eyes and blonder hair which were both packed in a beautiful updo, decorated with identical pearls. They both donned a cream gown.
"Aye, we have gifts for you, Your Grace" Anastasia handed her a small portrait. Niamh gasped in shock as she stared at the portrait. It's a picture of her.
"You painted this?" She couldn't help but ask. The little right year old girl nodded enthusiastically. Niamh sighted the name at the right corner of the painting. It was 'Anastasia' written in calligraphy. She knew the girl isn't lying so, she smiled.
"Oh I'm so proud of you, Anastasia" Niamh hugged her, patting her hair.
"Thank you, Your Grace"
"And I got this for you" Ambrosia handed her a bracelet made with shining pearls, there's a large amethyst stone at the center.
"I personally picked the pearls in the Mild Isle, it was fun to make this for you" she added. Niamh was speechless. She's so proud of this little girls. She's too happy with the way they showed love to her. The Styrixs are all loving.
"I also added my powers in the amethyst stone, it'll change colour meaning I or Anastasia is in danger and it'll direct you to where we are" Ambrosia explained. Niamh stared at them in confusion.
"You want me to save you if you ever fall in danger?" She asked, her voice was barely audible but loud enough for them to hear.
"Yes Your Grace" Ambrosia answered. Niamh took a deep breath and nodded.
"I'll protect you. I will make sure you never fall into danger. Just promise me that you'll be good girls"
"We promise" they both said in unison.
"Your Grace has something to do now, I'll see you later at dusk"
"Thank you, Your Grace" they both bowed as she left.
Noon...
Prince Dionysios and General Hecter returned with an army of ten thousand soldiers. All clad in silver armour, holding a spear and a shield each. Novosel has the second most powerful allies in the history of the six realms, the first is the Moon Realm. It's just that the King of Novosel, king Orson is one arrogant old man that couldn't be tamed easily. That is what keeping Novosel and Moon Realm from forming a strong Ally. Luckily, Lansel found his weakness, easy love for gold.
King Lansel stood in front of the thousands men, his eyes darting around.
"King Orson was really hard to get. He demanded for a thousand bags of gold" prince Dionysios stated, handing him the seal of ownership of the ten thousand soldiers.
"But I gave him five hundred" he added.
"I know you can handle that old fat scum" Lansel replied and they both chuckled.
"I don't need a seal to own an army" Lansel threw the seal away while Dionysios and General Hecter stared at him, dumbstruck. He stepped forward and faced them.
"Titans!" Lansel called.
"You're free from that arrogant king. He enslaved you and forced you to fight for him as his soldiers. You're now free men, you can go back to your families if you want.."
"Your Highness!" Both general Hecter and Marius called in shock. Why the hell will he say that? What if they all leave?
Lansel didn't say anything, he only continued.
"Will you fight for me, Your new King? As free men?" He asked. There was a total silence as no soldier moved. Dionysios and general Hecter exchanged looks, both having a concerned look.
After a long silence, Lansel scoffed. He bought a ten thousand soldiers that are not willing to fight for him.
Marius stepped forward. "My kind, I think king Orson has you fooled. I can finish him and..." His words were cut short as one of the soldiers began hitting his spear in his shield, signifying a 'yes'. The one beside him also followed and every other soldier followed suit, all willing to fight for Lansel as free men.
King Lansel, general Hecter, Dionysios and Marius all let out a triumphant smile. Sigh these soldiers, Develdions shall be defeated.