Trilverda - Winds of the fall

Chapter 14

Dance, magic, laughless jokes, every festivity had been performed until the sky presented magnificent crescent moon, it’s glittery light touched the throne, just the throne. The light ray passed right above Reynor's nearly-drunk head. Timmer remained sober, alcohol never seemed to take over his sharp conscious. His eyes slid along ray that patted Kunlar's shiny golden crown. He placed his admiration to the man who architected such magnificent castle, made it in such a manner, even the moon sat at the throne and wore the crown of the great empire. “Sire, who made this Castle?”

Reynor looked back, his eyes reddened, the beverage stirred hard inside his body. “How will I know, eh?”. Fairly sober, his tongue did not wobble.

“I asked the Emperor, my King”

Kunlar, he fidgetted with his spoon. Timmer's query loosened his focus, the spoon fell in the floor, Kunlar let go of his little game. He turned his head around, his lifeless eye returned the moon's light. “I do not know. I care less about history but the future”. He turned back towards the gates, sober, patiently his eyes yearned for those timbers to separate. “At the top of this castle, scrolls of history is safe kept by our Grus, if wanted, go to them and see for yourself”

“Of course, si—”

The door creaked, Kunlar straightened his poster. Finally, she has arrived. Reynor rested his spoons as the clattering of the hall faded, gossips faded, giggles faded. Timmer strengthened his fist, his heart as well.  A well-armoured warrior strode inside, his shiny golden armour terrified even some of the Emperor’s guard. He wore no helmet, his violet eyes stared thorough every man and woman existing inside the hall, halting when it met the pale eyes of the emperor. Clean shaved, sword-sharp jaw with a comparatively long and pointy nose. Thick eyebrows made him look even more intimidating.

“Ectern, Biusel Biusel me pradoñ” Kunlar yelled from his throne, his arms wide open. “Where is our beautiful Queen?”

The shiny man curved his lips. “Biusel Emperor Kunlar Samyu”. He glanced at Reynor, his lips still spiralled “And It is an honor to meet you, King Reynor of Cruston”. He looked at Timmer, appalled “And who might you be? You look like a man from Belgravia"

“He is the King's bodyguard” Kunlar stood, he left his delicacies behind, walked down grabbing his royal fabric, to Ectern. “King Reynor, he is Lord Ectern Hilnet, the Queen's champion and the governor of…”

“Sire, it is not necessary” he gasped, his cheekbones turned reddish.

Monkey's squawking, everyone heard it. Kulnar's face brightened, Hobbo. Reynor slid back his head and pushed his eyebrows upward, eyes wide open. The monkey's sound neared more and more. Timmer's heart raced, his body willing to be lifted from the chair, Hobbo is here too.

A monkey, small brown monkey hopped in the hall. It's tail erected, as long as his body, his body covered by a blue coat and a small blue hat around its head. The monkey halted, right at the door.

Wind passed, once, A thin pale woman walked in. Blue gown, it spread till outside the door. Guards lifted her gown so that it would not touch the floor. Blue elbow high gloves, she held a grape bush. Her long, shiny black her reflected the image of every lord and lady staring at her. She had a pretty face accompanied by dark black eyes, it knew no depth. Her perfume made the Lords forget their wives who stood beside them. A silver crown, thin, small and coated with diamonds rested in her braids. There came the Queen of Belgriya, the monkey clambered on her shoulders.

“Here stands the Queen of Belgriya” Ectern screamed. The hall bowed at her composure. Timmer got on his knees and bowed, My Queen. Reynor felt uneasy to be the only one standing straight but he sighted at Kulnar, he stood straight. Nonetheless, he was the only emperor, most famous man in all of Trilverda, why should he bow? Reynor lowered his head after all.