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(I changed the dialogue a bit o~o)
Plagued Kingdoms (Closed / Mature Themes)
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Wissian bowed mockingly, just like he always did—Cynthia knew he meant respect nevertheless.
"A beautiful morning, now that you have graced us, my lady." Wissian's smile was gentle, yet bright, but not impolite.
(Ngl I didn't know what else to say for the time being)
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(That is completely fine!)
Cynthia giggled at the magician’s words. She put her hands behind her backs and leaned forward.
”Any updates on the situation about Cershestin? Especially about that handso— I mean, annoying and enraging assassin” the sorceress asked, her face turning a tad bit redder than usual.
(Regarding the updates, you can just make them up :P)
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Wissian’s form relaxed a little and he tapped his cheek with one ringed finger. “He’s been inactive as of late, though I hear he’s quite close to their scientist. You know which one I mean, of course. Word has it that they are experimenting with electronic waves that can demolish land, and working them into their weaponry.” The magician mentally noted how Cynthia had corrected herself when describing the assassin——was it possible that she had grown feelings for the man?
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Raz bowed in a sweeping motion when Cynthia called her name. "Good morning, my lady! How are you this morning?" She asked, a playful smile lightening up her face. She held a comical amount of scrolls that she almost juggled as Wissian talked.
Mara grinned down at the assassin. "Such formality. I don't see why you bother, but then again, it's probably all that politics shit that you seem to like." She waved her hand, dismissing the guards, who didn't look like they appreciated it.
"I'll be fine," she said, rolling her eyes. "He's my assassin. What's he going to do to me?"
After they left, she turned to Vincent. "It's good to see you again," she said, her face lighting up in that way it usually did when she spoke to someone she trusted. "How was it?"
She had never cared for the actings of court, although she could navigate her group of poisonous, treacherous snakes with her eyes closed. She leaned forward, her Razor climging to her arm, writhing slightly, like a snake. "I want to hear all about it."
With a shake of his head, Galen sighed. "It's a lost cause," he said sadly, looking down at the aged, wounded soldier.
The injury was very gruesome, and lesser men would have thrown up, or left. But he was made of stronger stuff, or at least, he'd like to think so. The soldier was bleeding from a deep stab in the stomach. It hadn't been treated in time, and had gotten infected. The skin around it had rotted, and it smelled terrible. The stitches had just been taken out, and the gut could be seen through the thin layer of skin that Galen had crafted, in an attempt to keep the man alive.
Already, the infection had reached the blood, and it was only a matter of time.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly, to the woman who held the soldier's hand. "I really am. The most I can do is make him comfortable as he goes."
Phoenix stood by the throne watching the assassin. She gave him a tight lipped grin as she needed to maintain appearances, but also recognize his greeting to her. The secretary remained silent as trained since this was a conversation between the princess and the assassin. Though she wasn't to be dismissed as at least someone had to stay to make sure nothing happened to Mara. Even if Phe trusted the assassin well enough.
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Cynthia nodded when one of the magician’s present told her about the assassin from that kingdom. So they were working on new ways to demolish places and people eh? She didn’t look so happy when she heard about the so-called ‘electronic waves’. That just sounds like danger to her. With a flick of her wrist, a white chess Knight’s piece appeared in her hand. With another flick, the piece turned into a pair of circular glasses.
She then heard the other magician speak up.
”I am great, thank you Raz” she answered with her playful smile, she did.
She looked at both of the magicians when something clicked.
”Where’s Valerie? Have you two seen her?”
When the soldiers left, Vincent raised from his formal act and became himself again. Behind the closed doors of the throne room, he acted more like a friend to the princess and her secretary than an officer.
”Well, I did manage to sneak into Atruxiavir’s grounds and was quite surprised at what I found. One of the royal guards seem to possess an ability similar to what my goggles can do. It was hard to maneuver around with her constantly looking at me from where she is. Thankfully, she looked like a melee fighter so I was safe” Vincent started with a rant, quite normal for him around people he trusted. He was silent, true, but only outside the throne room and the laboratory.
”I also got this—“ he reached into his pocket ”—along the way” what he got out of his pocket were lines and lines of gold and other jewelry.
”Found some bandits along the way back who threatened me so you know, decapitation seemed necessary” he chuckled slightly at the last part before he looked at the princess’ secretary, wanting her to come take the pieces of jewelry.
(For people in Atruxiavir)
”Heard some of the bandits have been killed, right?” one of the younger knights spoke up.
”Shut up, it’s probably just the rumors” another immediately tried to cover it up. It was probably for the best though as the reports on how the bandits were killed were palace-only information.
Even then, the schedule for royal activities did not change and it was about time the bard had entered the throne room to please his queen. And again, everyone in the palace knew about the murders that happened.
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Raz shook her head which caused a few scrolls to fall out of her arms. "Not since last night, my lady." She said as she gathered most of the scrolls back into her arms. She finally got a steady hold on them when stuff a few into her pockets. "I think she said something about practicing a few spells? I wasn't paying attention." She admitted with a apologetic smile.
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Cynthia giggled a bit when she saw Raz’s actions. Somethings never change do they?
”That’s alright—“ she started ”—then it’s got to be one of you”
She got out a folded piece of paper to which she unfolded to read the content.
”This afternoon, we’re welcoming two special guests from the two other kingdoms; a royal guard from Atruxiavir and the head scientist from Cershestin. One of you will have to be the one to welcome them and lead them to the meeting room. I’ll have one of my secretaries be the one to do the talking. They’re coming here to talk about situations regarding our three kingdoms; both good ones and bad ones”
When Varsha entered the throne room, she used her power to scan the room, her irises were shining bright yellow.
As usual, there was no one. Of course there wasn't. This is the throne room of her queen, her master, Queen Maerda Auxavire of the Atruxiavir kingdom,
how could anyone sneak in here without her notice it.
"What a boring day…" She sighed.
After she had given the duty to be the royal guard her schedule was relatively boring, there was nothing for her to do except guarding the throne room and follow her queen’s command.
All of a sudden, she spotted something, her eyes then shift to the corner near the corridor in front of the throne room. “An assassin, eh” Varsha locked down the assassin’s position and stared at him, the assassin was surprisingly handsome so she was quite interested in him. But it looks like the assassin noticed that she had been watching him so he fled away. She saw him exited the castle so she figured that there’s no point in chasing him anyway. After the assassin left, she walked up to the queen’s bedroom to check up on her.
Valerie stepped out from where she had been hidden running through her spellbook. The spellbook was still in her arms in all it's worn down leather-bound glory. Her hair was slightly frazzled indicating she had been messing around with something on the more, explosive end of the spectrum. She gave a quick nod and smile to the Great sorceress, "I'm here my lady. I was, in fact, practicing my spells. I heard something about guests coming to the kingdom?"
Phoenix stepped forward a slight limp to her step, but not to the point it was noticeable to most. She had been having a bad day when it came to walking and such. Taking the jewelry from the assassin the secretary returned back to her place beside the princess on her throne. Her face gave only a slight smile at the assassins recounting of his journey to Atruxiavir and back.
Echo had finally entered the throne room, wondering whether he was late or not, since he didn’t have a watch on him. The room seemed to be empty, so he simply took his violin out of it’s case and started to tune it, even though he did it earlier. Well, you gotta be sure. As he was doing this, he was wondering if an assassin was still here, since he heard about some murders from a couple of staff, trying to be discreet.
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The sorceress let out a soft ‘ah’ when she spotted Valerie, the last of her three magicians.
”Indeed dear. Two guests, to be exact. We need one of you three to welcome them into the palace and… check them for potential dangers” the sorceress nodded as she spoke.
The assassin nodded gratefully to the secretary. He’d been tired, yes, but now was not the time to show such expressions. Before the secretary returned to her spot, he asked her: ”Any events scheduled today? For myself or that mad science man?”
Some of the officers started coming into the throne room. Some even gathered around the bard, curious in what he was doing. It was true, most of the guards did not exactly take education pass the third grade so they did not know a lot of things especially those within the art realms.
Phoenix turned back to the assassin. She thought for a moment running through the days' schedule for all of the royal attendants and came across one thing for the scientist, "Ah yes. Krueger is going to the Setriutan capital for talks about the conflicts between the kingdoms. I do hope he is on his way, if not leaving soon."
"I could do it," Valerie offered quickly. She enjoyed meeting new people and this would be a great chance to meet people from the other kingdoms on somewhat friendly grounds, "I have a spell that would allow me to do it quickly. Though I understand if you don't want me too."
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Raz nodded. "I'll take the guard of Atruxiavir, if of you want them, Wissian." She offered. "I haven't met another person from the other kingdoms in a while. Seeing how I literally don't leave the palace. I promise not to quiz them too much." She said with a chuckle.
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A strong but light capsule in the shape of a bullet with a sharp tip cruise through the air with a fiery core powering it. Kreuger traveled on his personal transportation, his personal guard controlling the ship towards Setriutan. He glanced down at the landscape whilst replacing the metal on the sharp tip of his axe with steel. He had no intention of harming anyone in the meeting after all.
Varsha walked back to the throne room, she meet up with the bard and informed him that she’ll be going to the kingdom of magic, Setriutan. She also told knights to secure the castle and prepare the wyverns just incase of invasion while she’s gone. The bard nodded but she doesn’t really care, she prepares herself, equipping her best gear and hop on her personal war wyvern and flew of to Setriutan.
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Cynthia was alright with the idea of having Valerie be the one to welcome them. She knew how friendly Valerie was around other people, the less she could do was hope that she would act like that around people from other kingdoms as well. She appreciated Raz’s enthusiasm as well but she had other ideas as to what she wanted her and Wissian to do.
”I appreciate your urge to help, Raz dear, but yourself and Wissian will be put to greater use if you’d kindly follow me” the Sorceress started to walk down the hall.
”As for Valerie, I’ve given the brief schedule to Galen. You can meet up with him and work the timetables out” she ended, still continuing down the hall.
The badge on Vincent’s collar shined a light green. He reached up to the collar and pulled it up to his mouth.
”Going out doc?” he asked plainly. It was true, the mad scientist and Vincent were very close. However, they did act more like brothers than colleagues. He checked his messenger bag and realized that he’d left something very important at home. He should’ve brought it.
”Excuse me, but I need to head home really quickly” he said, bowing and excusing himself out of the throne room. He soon left the palace, heading towards his home which was in the forest beside the kingdom.
Upon leaving, still with his weapons in his possession, he looked up and spotted what he made out to be… a wyvern? He was going to let it pass but decided that hunting season was coming. He got out his sniper rifle and took aim. Holding in his breath, he fired, aiming for the wyvern’s wing.
"Ah yes, I'm nearing Setriutan. You finally came back from scouting Atruxiavir, yes?" Kreuger stood up and opened the sliding door, leaning out and looking towards the kingdom of magic. He came back inside and closed the door. "Look for a clearing to land" He said to his personal guard in the pilot seat. The scientist then laid back as the vehicle start to descend smoothly.
On the way to the magic kingdom, Varsha felt the urge to use her ability just incase. She senses danger, coming towards her. She command the wyvern to dodged. Unfortunately, it's too late, her wyvern's wing got penetrated and they fell down from the sky.
"SHIT!!"
Varsha fell down, hit the ground with a large impact, but it doesn't bothers her one bit because of her armor.
"Ow… my butt."
She stand back up and scanned the surrounding, but it wasn't necessarily because the culprit has already approached her.
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”Yes, and good to know. Well, be careful along the way” he regarded as he approached the fallen wyvern. To his surprise, he found that the wyvern wasn’t alone but rather it was with another entity.
’The rider?’ the man wondered as he approached the figure.
To his surprise, he had recognized the figure. It was the royal guard from Atruxiavir who had spotted him.
Once he caught up to this specific fact, he unsheathed his sword. This girl was redeemed ‘annoying’ to the man at first. He slowly approached her, twirling his sword and charging it up. He was silent… and was quite scary… yet it was subtly attractive how he handled his sword.
Once Varsha emerged, fully conscious, she ferociously stared at the culprit, before she snapped out, she noticed that the culprit was non other than the assassin who broke into the castle earlier in the morning. 'That good looking boy, huh' she thought.
When assassin slowly approaching her, she stepped back and at that time, something fell out of her beanie bag. It was the can of flavored soda that she brought with her.
Mara listened to what Vincent had to say, looking amused, but slightly annoyed that her prize assassin had met with some difficulties. She eyed Phoenix and the assassin as her secretary took the necklace from him, and a breif, amused, mischevious smile flashed across her face, making her look younger and impish.
After he had left, she turned to Phoenix, leaning on her throne, looking for all the world as if it was a normal, comfortable chair. She talked to and acted like friends with her secretary, which none of her so-called counselors were happy about that, but she had told them where they could shove their ideas.
She wiggled her eyebrows. "So… what was that?"
"Sir," Galen's apprentice said, breaking him from his thoughts of gloom. It was always lie this. On the rare occasions when he would lose a patient, he was always quiet and acted almost depressed. He hated letting people down, hated looking them in the eyes and telling them that he was sorry, but their friends or family wouldn't make it.
"Sir," his apprentice said again. "You have an appointement with the Sorceress."
"When?" Galen asked, turning.
"In fifeteen minutes."
"You're telling me this now?" He asked, looking frantically around, seeing the complete mess of his area. "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"
"I-I… you said you didn't want to be disturbed!" The poor boy stuttered, but Galen didn't hear him, rushing around, trying to clean up the blood splattered on the walls and floor, shrugging out of his doctor's coat to put a new, less bloody one on.
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When he saw the metallic can hit the floor, his eyes swiftly moved to it. He continued moving towards her, eyes as sharp and as cruel as a vile animal. He started moving faster to the point where he was running. He ran, he ran fast towards the guard and…
He ran pass her… and towards the drink. He bent down and picked the can up, opening it single handedly and started drinking it. He let out a soft ‘ah’ after some gulps.
(That is honestly what I would do, too XD)
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(I just realised that I forgot to include the Queen somewhere in this.. where the hell do i place her in all of this?)
(Maybe investigate about the assassination?)
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(That could be a great way to get her in)
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The Sorceress, while having Wissian and Raz follow her, stopped at one point and let out started tapping her chin. She turned around to meet the eyes of the magicians.
”Do you two think that the three kingdoms can be allies? Like, ever?” she asked. Though her voice hinted a playful tone, her stern expression showed that she was surious.