Dark Blaze

Chapter 13

Kristinov did not know why he have this feeling like a flower blooming on his darkling heart created by the Queen. Flutter on his stomach wherever he saw his maiden. Aerline has powers but she never used them from childhood to young adulthood. He can sense her power but he never told her as well as her parents. Through the centennial he never fell in love until he saw Aerline, it was rare that this phenomenon happened - like an unprecedented just occurred. Jharóld is his friend since both of them serve the Heloreuot kingdom. The friendship crumbled until Jharóld caught Kristinov that he was a traitor and an assassin. The Helous Army charged the Dark Tower to avenge their King's death imbrued Kristinov's hand.

Over the perfervid battle between the armies of Helous and monsters from Malice of Darkness she summoned from hell and the today's presence she will perform that once more - the Helous army ambush sudden after their King passed away by Kristinov, they know because Jhàrold brings tidings onto them. Jharóld stabbed Kristinov after the intense battle between them inside the Tower. Jharóld stabbed him nigh heart and strike Kristinov's forehead with his head hard making it bleed his nose even more. Jharóld regrets what his doing, Kristinov was a quite good friend to him, and all along everything was just made out of plastic but he did this for his honor - he belongs to Heloureuot. This battle between them came to pass a decade ago. They are separated after the battle, loyal armies lay downward dead above the sand, and demons as well but others crawl back where they dwell. Kristinov only wanted to avoid getting tortured from violent punishment. He wants to escape from his dolour past and make his future path brighter in a bad way. He committed things he does not want to do but this is for his life - his choice to live in peace and ran away from sadness but yet his life imprisoned in the darkness. The day where he met Aerline everything went ethereal beyond him - he opened his eyes after seeing her begging for mercy, like the past years he have seen this image before. He killed many people including innocents and horrible people based on the list that the Queen ordered him to perform - he opened his eyes at last from the greed, mercilessness, and violence blinds him, making him a monster. Two feelings of his fight each other with resentment, violence, and dolour. Every quest he earn the victory, he felt nonetheless sad within, all attain and forfeit, he still felt nothing happened to him - nothing change into good. The Queen made the boy heartless, a monster, and experimented his life with dark witchcraft - now he had it, the things he did not want to experience and receive. The moment he met Aerline, under the strong shower, he was distracted by not just her beauty but himself seeing a monster occurred through his gaze like the same thing happened to the girl like Aerline overhead the drizzle he slain by cutting its head. Blood everyplace, whenever he tried to sleep - he never felt peace out-of thinking the people he slew above his hand replenished with violence, therefore he put his glaive down after seeing Aerline's tears fell below her chin and the raindrops of gloom.

"Since when did you start drinking?" She asks while her hand was below her chin and her left leg was laying on top of her right thigh. They sat above the bench with a lucent moonlight striking below them. "Is that even necessary?" He asked still passionless. "Can I ask that your armor build by nonhuman like merely magic? The sword? The shield as well?" She asks again before she raises her shoulder. "I do not know about this one" he answered without contacting his eyes to her.

"Last question Sir" she smirks after Kristinov answers her questions. He nodded while drinking ale in a tankard - one of the last he did not drink yet. Both of them were still sitting on a sylvan sculptured bench nigh the forest. On side of them, there is a mere and still chatting under the darkling sky with shining wishing stars as well as the moonlight. "Will you accept me as a new maiden? It looks like you lost one" She asked and Kristinov shake his head with curiosity and temper. She laughed and Kristinov's was still emotionless. "Why not?" She asked with a sarcastic smile. "I answered that last time why would I answer that again," he said and she pout, gazing in another direction abruptly.
"I already have one," he said as a fact. The woman did not even introduce herself ere asking questions to Kristinov considering he did not talk much so. Kristinov stands up while assisting with a groan from sitting above the bench within twenty minutes. The woman grabbed his darkling gauntlet and introduced herself in the end. "I Roseàlìn, princess of Lunox" she introduced her title but no reason why she interviewed him like Kristinov will be given an appointment to be accepted that he was contracted.