WrenThrax

"I WILL NOT WAKE HIM" 

My voice thunders through the large throne room. All who reside in it are brought to their knees. Cowering and bowing their heads. I take a sharp inhale and the wave of power leaves them and they return to their previous positions. Another member of my court approaches, I nod allowing her to come forward. Her long green dress, compliments her light brown hair and golden eyes. "Mara, what say you?" Alarich takes her hand and guides her forward "My beautiful queen, only your blood can wake him, if you see it fit to subdue him after and place him back to rest. My men and I will happily comply" I smile at her and Alarich. "You think it's that easy. I will not be weak. You know this and he will see to it I am, specially if I carry his child". Alarich places a gentle kiss to Mara's forehead. Grateful for his loves presence and offer. "Majesty your mark moves, it longs for him" She looks up at me with hopeful eyes. "Oh Mara, I cannot allow him back into the world. I am strong enough to take a rebellion on by myself, no one can kill me with this mark and no one else can hold it, whilst I'm alive. 

"You ask me to wake the only one who can kill me?"

Thorne and Throne

This feels wrong. I know why he is drawn to me. The alignment. My new path. I shimmy out of the embrace, or try to anyway. I'm irritatingly having a crisis of conscience. I am no better than Thorne, to manipulate these occurrences to my agenda. 


This Lycan King is just a pawn in a solestial game. These aren't his choices. This is not his path. He already has his, as Janice calls it 'Anam Cara'. They are expecting another child. I can't insert myself and explode their life to pieces. I don't know if I'd feel this way, without my increasingly annoying human transition.


"You can't trust me. I'm using you for my own agenda. I will admit, being in your arms is stiring things in me. I don't really want to leave them but it's wrong. You are only drawn to me because the alignment is trying to bring balance. I have the free will to choose another, when I'm human. I will not choose one who is already claimed. One who's attention and affection, is only the result of the imbalance."


 He let's go of me. "Thank you, your majesty. I wish you the best". His eyes shine blue and his face changes. Just his head transforms on his shoulders. It's a disturbing sight. 


The large jaws clamp down over my shoulder. His snout is so large that the piercing pain of his sharp teeth, reaches the bottom of my shoulder blade. I stumble backwards when he removes his teeth from my skin. I can't move my arm. I'm paralysed under the bite. 


An angry voice yells in my head "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"  


The paralyses moves to my whole body and I collapse. He's still standing in the same spot. Just watching. Then the darkness comes. It never occurred to me to die and take him with me. Maybe this is how it's meant to be. 


I have nothing now, no kingdom, no home and no allies. I was never meant to be human. Death is approaching, holding it's arms out to welcome me. No, I can't go. What's to become of my people? What's to become of all species, under the reign of the serpentine?


In a large greeting room within, what they call the 'penthouse'. The rag tag 3 sit, glaring at me. "Why are you even here, you're not welcome" The serious one asks. "Where is she?" I respond. They all stay silent. 


I've been patient with them but I guess torture is in order. I place my hand on the wall, with a soft clicking noise. The room goes dark. Ha! After all these years, it appears I do have powers. "Yo, turn the lights on" The funny one calls out.


Janice huffs and moves my hand from a small square on the wall. The light comes back to the room with another soft click. I need to gain control of my gift. 


"It's a light switch" She flicks the 'switch' up and down. The lights go off and on again. Damn this witch. "Witch contraptions in the human world?" She shakes her head at me and walks back to the large seat. 


The serious one laughs. In the short time I've been around them, I know it's a rare sight. "It's electricity, the humans discovered it. Phones you know, but the mistresses blood left out electricity" He smiles a very smug smile, if you ask me. 


"The humans are responsible for this? Perhaps they have their uses, other than food" I ask in amazement. The funny one is pointing at me, whilst pulling a strange expression at the serious one. 


The pleasantries are cut short, when I feel pain in my shoulder and chest. I look down upon my person and see blood pool on my shirt. Janice looks shocked and pulls my top to the side. Uncovering large teeth punctures.


 "My lady" the witch mutters under her breath. Of course, my silly little rose is responsible. Anger rises in me. I suddenly lose my footing and collapse to the ground. I manage to call out to her mind before I lose consciousness. 


BEHOLD THE MASTER OF LIGHT