Inferno Kingdom | Element: Fire (2) •- The Enchanted Wars.

 

 

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Inferno Kingdom | Element: Fire •

There were few things that Nagos and Dracus ever agreed on. Both adversaries due to their distinct natures, it was actually very rare to see them both smiling about the same thing. Nagos acceptance brought Dracus to walk across the room and offer his clawed hand to shake – sealing the deal between the two. The King for once was actually happy for once, and on breaking the hand shake he sung out for his adviser.

“MORA! COME HERE AT ONCE!”

Standing just shy of the entrance, since she had taken care to be one step behind Rina; she entered the throne room and bowed before both of the great dragons.

“You summoned me, my Lord Inferno?”

“Yes…where is Rina? I told you to send her to the throne room when she returned from wherever the bloody hell she has been spending her day.” Dracus’s dark mood was going to return if he was not appeased. Mora noted this immediately, her eyes shifting from Nagos, whom she nodded in acknowledgement to, before looking back at her King.

“I have not seen her as yet, my Lord. I was on her way to her chambers when you called for me.” This was not far from the truth, but it would do for now. She needed to grant Rina more time to gather her things and read the note. The King snarled, marching over to the diminutive red head and staring down at her darkly.

“Then….go….get….her.” Each word said slowly and in a precise fashion. So he was clear on what he now wanted. Mora quickly bowed and spun on her heel, hurrying out of the room leaving the two dragons alone once more.

“So hard to get good help these days, Nagos. Course…you know that already.”

Mora hurried down the corridor, her skirts whipping up behind her as she hoped that when she reached Rina’s room, that she would have read the note and already fled.

If she had read the note in her pocket, this is what it said:

Dear Rina,

I can no longer protect you from your uncle’s wrath. I have received word that he plans to send you with Nagos off to the dark lands, a place where many go to die. It is ruled by Ethel, a black dragon and one you never want to meet. Gather your belongings, and take flight now. I hate to see you go, but it is for the best. There is a contact at the entrance to the Portal. His name is Wren. An old friend of mine. He will grant you papers to help you shield your identity on the other side and make it harder for Dracus’s spies to find you.

I am so sorry that I cannot come with you. My place is here, to keep Dracus distracted as long as I can.

Forever your friend,

Mora. 

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~RB~

 

Kiri:  

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Dear Rina,

I can no longer protect you from your uncle’s wrath. I have received word that he plans to send you with Nagos off to the dark lands, a place where many go to die. It is ruled by Ethel, a black dragon and one you never want to meet. Gather your belongings, and take flight now. I hate to see you go, but it is for the best. There is a contact at the entrance to the Portal. His name is Wren. An old friend of mine. He will grant you papers to help you shield your identity on the other side and make it harder for Dracus’s spies to find you.

I am so sorry that I cannot come with you. My place is here, to keep Dracus distracted as long as I can.

Forever your friend,

Mora.

Rina read the letter silently, her crimson eyes slowly having lost their glow as she did so, her anger subsiding and her effects on the surrounding environment finally beginning to fade with her anger; but that anger soon rekindled as she read yet again. Rina was slowly growing angrier and angrier with her uncle for putting More and her into this kind of situation like it was of no consequence, his damned tricks and antics were finally grinding on Rina’s nerves to the point that she wanted him dead. Dead and gone; but, the problem was, Rina didn’t have the strength to do it.

Rina let out a growl as she crumpled the paper in her hands and tossed it straight into the fireplace, taking a quick breath
before blasting a stream of flame into the fireplace through her mouth. After setting the note on fire, and making sure it was turned to ashes entirely, Rina immediately turned straight to getting her things together; considering making a small pocket of space in her Esoteric Flames in order to store them better and not weigh her down. Esoteric Flames are flames that are magical in concept, allowing the user to do more than just ‘burn’ things; which is what allowed her to create a single flame and set it on her bed, tossing clothes into it as fast as she could. She could always just remake the flame later, pulling things out as needed unharmed, which meant it was time to get serious about everything else.

Rina planned to change everything the moment she had the chance, and just as she reached the window, about to jump out with her wings spreading out behind her; she caught a glimpse of something left to her by her father before he’d died by “unfortunate circumstances.” The ring made of gold infused with flames underneath the surface, he’d given it to her mother before she died; perhaps not the most romantic of gifts, but the ring burned a brilliant shade of red underneath the gold, never burning anything but instead simply being the way it was. It was precious to Rina, and she couldn’t leave without it.

Rina darted over to the stand she kept it on, looking at it quietly before slipping it onto the ring finger of her right hand, taking a deep breath to prepare herself just before she heard footsteps. Not wanting to risk who it might be, the Draconian girl shot for the window, stopping in front of it just before jumping out, her wings flashing out behind her with a rush of wind; flames began to burn along her wings as she flew, using them to propel her at a higher speed with every flap, causing her to be gone in minutes. However, she really didn’t understand that whoever had come to her room as she jumped out…..

They would have seen her.

 

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Inferno Kingdom | Element: Fire •

There was a bright flash. Oranges, reds, yellows. Marvelous to those that had not ever seen the draconian girl in full flight, but Mora had – and she knew by the unmistakable burst of light that the girl had read her message and taken heed of her words of warning. The royal adviser had missed the girl all by as little as thirty seconds, but it was enough. Mora entered the abandoned room. A slow smile creeping upon her face, but it was also marred by a certain sadness. Why should the poor girl have to flee the home of her father? It was all so wrong. Dracus who was blinded for his hatred of all things human, or even remotely related to them, could never see the beauty of the girl, nor the wondrous powers that she had inherited from her father.

Slowly, Mora crossed the floor of the room and stepped up to the window ledge where Rina had taken off from. Now her fate lay in the hands of others. Her friend Wren was waiting for the girl at the portal between worlds. Her only true hope was to leave this land forever. As much as Mora wished she could see the girl again, she knew in her heart that she must let her go. Her job was to keep Dracus from finding her. His wishes were for her to spend a lifetime of misery serving others, so he didn’t have to be reminded of what she was. The royal adviser placed a hand on the window ledge, still feeling the heat trail the girl had left behind.

“May you find happiness in the other world.” She thought to herself, as the booming sound of Dracus finally reached her ears.

“MORA! MORA!”

The King had grown impatient, not to mention that he wasn’t actually all that keen on Nagos’s company. He came thundering down the hall. The footfalls so loud that they were making the very walls quake and the windows shake. He turned into Rina’s room and stood there with hands on his hips.

“WELL?”

“My…Lord. Rina…she…uhm…’

“SHE WHAT?” His eyes darted around the room, but he couldn’t tell that her things were missing. He was just incensed to be kept waiting.

“WELL?” His eyes falling back to the red headed adviser, who suddenly brightened.

“She went…shopping.”

“SHOPPING?” The King repeated the word as though Mora had lost her mind. Mora on the other hand was quick thinking. It was one of her strengths. “Yes. You see, there is this ball and well none of her gowns were suitable…so she went shopping to buy a new one. Wanted to impress you, my Lord.” Mora held one hand behind her back with her fingers crossing over, silently saying her prayers. The King stood there almost dumbfounded. Since when was Rina every trying to impress him. “I hate Balls. Bloody tossers dressed up in cheap rags like bloody harlots and sly skanks. Only men that go to those HAVE no balls. Poncy gits! Why would she want to go to one, hmm?’

“Maybe…to find a suitable male to marry and…then be off your hands or…help form an alliance.” Now this was really clever thinking on her part. She watched the King for his reaction. It was important to buy the girl as much time as she could, and also get Nagos off her back. The seconds ticked by as Dracos mused over this.

“An alliance by marriage, huh?” Dracos started to stroke his chin as he considered this. In the wake of the current situation with Endora, it wasn’t such a bad idea.

“Right. When that girl gets back from frock shopping, I want her presented to me. I might go to this blasted ball after all.” He went to turn as Mora breathed a sigh of relief, only to see him face palm at the thought he had to deal with Nagos.“Well bollocks. Now I gotta find some poor strumpet to go and keep care of Ethel’s kids.” He shot a look at Mora, who nearly died at the thought of being sent to the dark lands to work for Ethel.

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“Nah…I need you here. You’re the only one that has any real brains in my staff. Ugh….carry on.” he waved his hand dismissively,. as he went back to the Throne room to get deal with Nagos.

As soon as Dracus was out of earshot, Mora fell back and sat on the bed. That…was close.

~RB~

 

 

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