Dark Blaze

Chapter 19

The pulchritude realm is now filled with melancholy. Crimson above and below, plangent groan near distance and generally collects burrow in the castle. He grinned his teeth, veins above his forehead and arms, and felt a boiling of irritation within him. He felt remorse as he took the crown. The tenebrous knight only followed the Queen's order and included her desires. Grasping the extraordinary for her collection that was not hers. Eliminating the people with prosperity to be implicated with the innocents. Talina won't stop until she obtained what she desires and removes her envy from others. Roses turned into black roses and thorns within the bounds of Talina. The more she gets stronger the more the brume of shades crawls into her life but the darkling knight was part of it. "Please I will do everything for you, I prithee not to slay me, please!" A click of evocation inside of his head. He curled his fingers to hide onto its palm into a fist with ire - he ponder why he has this feeling of mercy. "Thou dost takest my blessings and you lose my pledge" the intoned accent through the tenebrous knight's ear, he heeds. The moment he steps out to the tower - heading to Novallian to get the King's crown, he felt nothing less but imprecate darkness.

Above it's a brume and a dark forest alongside as he passed through them with his steed. Gallops and breeze he can hear throughout his journey to find his own maiden. He finally arrived at the front of the kingdom which is the village of Novallian or Realm. Sylvan houses are a bit neat and mug nighs them after precipitation. "Beg thy pardon?" The man said holding a basket of vegetables he harvested. The tenebrous knight turned his gaze to him and some villagers strolled toward him blocking his way to the castle. "Who are you?!" A woman asked behind him wearing a kirtle like the maid of the castle. The knight walked to the path leading to the castle, bumping the villagers away sans emotion. Few guards seize him and question him wh wrath upon their visage. The knight moved his hands away from the seize of the guards and swing his glaive at them for not letting him in - he was irritated that so suddenly as he open his eyes into reality, he only saw blood.

The five guards have been slain by the knight. Body fulminates and blood on the top of the path. Villagers beseech the knight to stop this violence and the only do to shut their mouths was to slit their necks with his brand. The loud outcry of terror circumvallates the cobblestone walls and sylvan houses. Villagers implore the guards to eliminate the nefarious knight 
the knight assassinates their King. No mercy he stabbed every guard's chest nigh their heart sans their adieu of teardrops above every guard's chest plate. The knight frees the few maids and slews the maids who fight back at him - he had no choice, he have to protect himself.

He only wants to rob the King's crown and not kill the innocents as he planned. He remembered the Queen ordered him to stab the Prince's neck in his thoughts as the nefarious knight pointed his glaive, right to his neck and gazed at the Prince's eye within is fear. There is nothing he can do to free the Royals because he is been attached to the orb of the Queen like a puppet. As the rain falls above him additionally the blood that is imbrued with his violence. He heard a thump nigh to the exit like is about to fade away. He pursues to the sound quickly even though the pressure is pulling him down and suddenly he saw a soaked woman begging him and crawling backward - considering he is outside now. Freckles of red stars above like the constellation lay above her pale skin, green eyes like the shard of the emerald but behind is fear and pale skin from losing her breath and blood from anxiety.

He has never seen this kind of beauty, so rare, a green-eyed girl with freckles he never have seen before and the feeling like he was cherished. The nefarious knight saw plenty of women like her but the core chose her. The knight knows that Aerline has powers from which he can sense it. "The day I met you, thou dost takest my breath away and mine eyes doth taketh interest in thee" He whispered, closing his lips to her ears while he gently hugged Aerline nigh mere and Aerline was unconscious on his arms - he confess to her while she was not yet awake. Pouring what he yearned to let out but at the wrong moment.