The Protector

Chapter Thirty Two: The Unexpected Ally

The halls are small and Dark but Gabriel and Gooblin manages to find their way through them. It smelled of ancient woodwork down in the tunnels Gabriel knew he had to be getting close to what he was looking for. He passed by several rooms, searching for the one thing that seemed to be eluding him.

He spends a few hours in the tunnel before finally arriving at a rather old door. The runes carved into the wood seemed to indicate some type of protection for what layed behind it. " This looks important" Gooblin smiles up at Gabriel who steps foward and lays his hand on the door. As soon as he does, the runes on the door begin to glow, and the door opens on its own. Gooblin ooo's and aaa's at the sight that was before their eyes.

There, sat a giant room with stone pillars that formed into an arch way that sat in the center of the room. The room itself was circular in nature and domed at the ceiling. The floors were made of a black stone that looked unfamiliar to Gabriel. As he made his way through the room, he found a bowl atop a shaft that sat behind the archway. Runes covered it completely especially in the bowl which again, Gabriel could not entirely recognize.

" This place is of black magic " Gooblin points out. He could send how evil this place was just from the smell but Gabriel seemed unphased by this. He knew full well what he was getting himself into. Gabriel's walks over to the bowl and stands directly in front of it and reaches behind him and pulls out a rather crude blade. " Are you going to use the portal? " Goodblin asked with genuine curiosity. But again, Gabriel simply ignores him and looks down at the gash on his hand which had just started to heal.
He drags the blade across his hand and allows the blood to flow into the bowl. His blood is thick and seems to resonate with power. Goodblin had never seen such blood before in his life. He knew that this was powerful blood and would make for an effective attempt.

Meanwhile Lystette was stating down Santara before finally speaking after several minutes of silence. " I know what you tried to do. I know how jealous you were of Victoria" She calls Santara out immedialty and Santara was off put by this.
" I wouldn't say Jealous per say...but..what girl doesn't want to be Queen? " Santara remarks which makes Lystette lean foward. " I didn't want to be Queen. In fact, I refused it for the longest time. But this isn't about me. I want you to provide to me proper reason as to why I shouldn't have you killed.."
Santara was silent for a moment and then comes up with something to finally say. " Because there would be no point to it. I have one goal in mind and that is to Kara dead. That is all I truly want. Whilst Gabriel is appealing and would make for a great husband. I don't truly want him. I do however want the freedom and Clarency to do as I wish with Kara " Santara was in no position to be making demands but she was being honest at this time to some degree.
"I have no reason to grant you anything but at the same time..I do not care much for Kara either. Or her mother.." Lystette reasons with herself. " Why is that if you don't mind me asking? " Santara had guessed it would be because of everything that has happened to Gabriel but she also wanted to hear the reasoning.
" Because of reasons that you don't need to know" She snaps back and then adds. " Here is what is going to happen. I am going to exile you from the Kingdom. What you did was an absolute betrayal of trust to Gabriel, The Kingdom and your sister"
Whilst the exile was something Santara wasn't exactly pleased about she admitted that she got a less harsher treatment than what she was expecting. " And secondly.." Lystette peers deep into Santara's eyes. As she does so, Lyatettes eyes begin to change colors, glowly a deep orange. Almost like the flames of hell.
Once she has finally broken the gaze, Santara feels empty inside. Something has changed. She can't smell anything. She can't hear as well as she could before either. " What have you done to me.." Santara asked in a panic. " I have bound you to your human form. You will no longer be able to shift into your wolf form. You do not deserve to bare the pride of the wolves.  " This enrages Santara but she tries to keep calm" And last but not least " Lystette pulls out a small vile containing a golden liquid that something similar to melted butter.  She opens the top and throws it on Santara and it soaks through her close and into her skin"
" For every Lycan you meet from this point foward, will be able to smell you from miles away and they will know of your betrayel. You have been marked and it will never go away, of that I can assure you. Now leave " Lystette demand as Santara is checking her clothing but not seeing stains anywhere. She looks up an stands and proceeds to leave the castle "