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 Post Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:23 pm 
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The day had been eventful.

Pulses of electric excitement flowed through the crowd as the populace slowly filed into the grand halls of the kingdom.

Coronation day had come.

Guards had been posted throughout the perimeter ensuring the security of the newly arrived masses.

Queen Linden of the Celestial Kingdom slid into place almost unnoticed, not wanting to attract much attention to herself. It was near impossible, dressed in the gown fit for the nobility that she is, she attracted much attention. Some less desirable than others. Her enchanting regent followed in her steps, accompanied by her stoned faced escort, a vision of military elegance.

Tzar Slyddur of the Kingdom of the Wetlands entered the halls, his presence demanding respect. His quick eye surveyed the scene. They spoke volumes of plans and calculations demanding to be exacted all at once. His control was indeed something to commend.

The crowd grew silent as Queen Reine entered the great hall, escorted by a powerful champion, her Prince regent closely behind. Much had transpired in the kingdom, no chances could be taken this time around.

The setting was lavish and relaxed. Darting eyes and quick rumours weighed the air with anxious curiosity. Names and faces flashed by as time ticked away.

Tick.

Awards and recognitions were bestowed as the people waited.

Tock.

Queen Reine scanned the room with unshakeable confidence. With the help of key figures, she had managed to pull together an almost impossible peace among the waring factions within the kingdom. Time would tell how well peace would be appreciated in the hills of emerald.

Tick.

Her sanguine lips formed the question, a shudder in the air, almost undiscernible. A rattle in the fabric of reality. No, it was nothing, surely. Her eyes searched the room for the dark one, the one who would accept the crown.

Tock.

'Sutra..' no sight of him, a trail of concern laced the name, '...you do want to be king...don't you?'

Laughter erupted among the anxious gathering.

Not many sense reality with the absence of time. A flicker in her peripheral caught her attention as a figure materialized, alone and to her left. It was Sutra, just as she remembered him.

He had been missing from public eye for almost two months now. Much had been exchanged tween the two. She knew he was the one who had betrayed the shadows in order to right a wrong. He was the one who fought in the name of the kingdom against the dark curse of the banished god. He was the one who brought terms for the northernmost keep.

A hushed wave of silence emanated from the restless masses. He approached alone. Still, the guards knew, where there was a Sutra, there was the dark.

The future king approached the royal court, his black long coat trailing behind him quietly. Glinting bits of metal seemed to bleed through the material. It coalesced around his figure as if alive.

Almost as if on cue, three sets of glowing red eyes materialized, seemingly lost floating orbs of fire. Then the powerful emission of dark power surged in the air as their owners became corporal. Three death knights formed behind him, a fourth person strode in their wake.

Nexus, the incoming regent, confidently made his way to towards the Queen as well. It was the black cloud that caught the populace even further off guard. Figures formed one by one, quickly engulfing all three high tables.

The Guild had come.

Queen Reine's guard stood fast, a relaxed wave of her hand setting them at distrustful ease. She knew Sutra's word on a peaceful transition could be trusted. A master assassin whose word could be trusted, how amusing, she must have pondered.

'Guard her...' the queens eyes defiantly teared with heartfelt passion '...for she means so much to me.' His eyes meet hers in earnest desire to understand her emotions.

'Respect those who came before you and those who will come after you...', she offered a trembling smile. His mind leapt as he caught a glimpse of what was to come. He eagerly nodded.

With the grace only a queen could posses, she placed the crown of the Emerald Hills on it's new servant, Sutra Bahuas.

She smiled one last time, signaling to her court to take their place among the people of the kingdom.

'Thank you m'lady Reine, but let it be known on this day. That the pain you have suffered will not go unrewarded. For having represented the kingdom proudly and honorably, you will know bear the mark of Duchess.' Nexus happily nodded to her.

Tears welled up in her eyes, Sutra knew words were not enough to console or thank her.

'Stand proud Duchess Reine Von Doom, for you have made us proud.'

The thunderous cheers from the populace shook the castle walls. Quickly, the herald attempted to conclude the royal event with the last phrase that would begin a new age in the Emerald Hills.

'Thus ends the court of Grand Inquisitor Sutra and Regent Nexus'

Festivities were quickly under way, waves of well wishers meet with the new regent, Sutra resigning himself to the comforting company of the misty apparition of a lithe female.

'Congrats my love on this brave venture...' Her voice dripped of honey, he could almost taste it. A sigh escaped his parted lips.

He looked among the celebration underway. He could feel it, the rip in the fabric of existence.

She was coming.

And there was nothing he could do about it.

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 Post Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:44 pm 
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Kenta listened to the bardic, a bittersweet smile on his face. His Knight Sir Gavin had returned from his hermitage, but his good friends Sir Sean Carlton and Kayla were leaving for the wetlands. He sat sipping the well watered grog that Cygnus had given him, when suddenly his eyes glazed over and the cup fell from his nerveless fingers

"And the night shall be day when the Starborn falls. The Dark One will rise and take her to his breast. Innocence and hope shall die with their combined first breath. Now comes Alease Akivasha, Alease Cari Streaga, Alease isa Morte Sith, Alease de Char."

the sights behind his eyes and the words he spoke were too much for his already fragile health. Blood began to leak from the corners of his eyes and mouth. Kenta RedHawk, in speaking prophecy, would see no more. And in the back of his mind insane giggles sounded as if a banshee had found laughter.


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