Iston walked through the palace ensuring everything was ready for the event of the evening. A formal dining experience where the parents of each favorite would sit with the king and explain what their daughter would come with.
Lands, money, resources, soldiers. The king hadn't expressed much concern in that though, Callon just wanted strong heirs.
Iston checked off things on a list, as he walked through the passageways.
He made his way towards the library where he saw Miguel sitting at a table reading over something, looking puzzled and concerned.
Iston walked over to him and sat at the table. "Can you even read?" He asked with a sarcastic tone.
Miguel didn't even look up at him. He kept tracing his fingers over a passage from a dark book of ancient tones and prophecies.
"Miguel?" He pushed, he hoped Miguel didn't blame him for the King's outburst this morning.
Miguel looked up at Iston, his eyes looking like he was trying to figure something out, his gaze blanks though. Iston was fairly sure Miguel was looking through Iston, rather than at.
"You okay?" He asked calmly, not wanting to upset the Demon Prince.
"King Strong and Fair." Miguel began but then started muttering and looked back down.
"Okay then." Iston gave a stern nod before he jumped off the table. He turned to make his way back towards the duties when Miguel's hand wrapped around Iston's wrist.
Iston looked back to see Miguel now staring straight at him. "Iston," He said with a worried voice. "I think the world is going to end."
Iston starred at him for several seconds, his eyes rapidly blinking. He turned to face Miguel and started nervously laughing. "What?"
Miguel forcefully pulled Iston into the chair next to him and pushed a book in front of him to read.
"Read it." Miguel pushed.
"I'm not really into reading," Iston said shrugging, Miguel just gave him a stern look.
"Fine," Iston said in a frustrated tone.
He turned to the book, that looked old and brown. The pages were made out of some sort of dried-up material.
"Its flesh isn't it?" Iston said with a disgusted tone.
"Read it," Miguel growled.
Iston shook his head and leaned over to take a better look at the scribe.
A time will come
Three Brothers Crimson's Glare
A King Strong and Fair
A Half-Breed enticing flare,
To the Darkness the world will succumb
Undead the land will walk
Enchantress they will stalk
To death will she no more talk
The final war the land will drum
No more will infant's wail
No more will the Fates be Scale
No more will the land prevail.
Iston's eyes narrowed. "Miguel what is this?"
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Enchantments
Fantasía"What are you?" That is the thought that runs through the King's mind as he finds himself entangled between the Terrifying Creatures that are plaguing his land, and the Terrifyingly enticing Zarina. "Do you have a death wish?" Thaddeus repeats this...
