Immortal Covenant

- Chapter 3 - Meet

Brian...

Caesar let the name be played in his mind for several seconds before he shook it off. He will put the name as a reminder to welcome the new sentinel into the organization. He nods his head to Ariya as acknowledgment and redirects his attention from the woman toward the mansion and the mountain.

The mansion was built to be closer to the mountain as where they stood on is the foot of the mountain itself. The mountain is so big and wide that it can be seen from miles away. Shadowing what is there. Surrounding the mountains are the lush greens and tallest trees. The mansion's purpose is made as a checkpoint where the Golden sentinels hang around and guard the only door. Within that mountain is where the real Kingdom of the Covenant rule. The way to get into the Kingdom is by the door that is heavily guarded by the golden sentinels.

When Caesar first landed on this very territory, he wasn't being sent nor being thought of as what the other sentinels were. He was tutored and trained by his father and was kept heavily guarded within that very stronghold. The reason was no one knows only those two that saw what was. Caesar was once nicknamed the little Blond Prince due to his father being the commander of the realm and a prince. The blond Prince wasn't illegitimate.

Regardless of what is. Caesar is still honored as he is the second in command of the Sentinel organization.

The wind begins to blow very cold air when the night is getting darker. Caesar commands the other black sentinels to patrol the very territory and returns once it is done. Caesar proceed to enter the Kingdom to look around the places where he grew up in.

Thanks to the dwarfs who share and reside on this very mountain, built the magnificent city within the mountain. It is so beautiful that no mortals may have believed it to be real. There is where he is greeted by the other sentinels and workers preparing for the arrival of the Queen in two days. The halls are so large that could be considered to be impossible to build without collapsing the mountain itself. It took years and years for this very kingdom to stand. Sections, rooms, stairs, and ceilings are made from very stones and rocks.

The center of all is the throned room, where the king or queen sits made from giant white crystals that resemble the purity of the soul and perfection which the new Queen is greatly equal to what have resembled. Caesar had a flashback of the time when he was little. The throne room was his playroom. Whenever his father preached about the safety and prosperity of the realm. He would play with his toys on the steps of the stairs being eyed by one of the maids who look at him so tenderly. It was one of the happy thoughts that he can remember. Now, all he can do is stare at the empty chair and daydream.

After that was all done, Caesar walk on his own. With his chest as puff, his posture straight, he went down to the armory room or war room. This is where most of his duty lingers. There he heard the sound of people laughing, cheering, and greeting one another. He wouldn't dare to meddle with their soiree. This may be their first nor second to be here after being deployed, could be their third. Some may not come back. Caesar was adamant about not making it gloomy. Instead, he wishes to ′ninja' his way toward his office. Not until one of the cadets rose to his feet and scream from the top of his lungs announcing the presence of their superior.

From the cheerful noises, now dead silent in his presence. They even lined up and stand all so stiffly on the side to give him the way. With a silent sigh, Caesar nod his head to all of them along the way he went to his office until his peripheral eyesight caught unfamiliar faces. Indeed, the war room or the armory is the place where all the sentinels keep away their weapons nor report, for duty. All, have Caesar know their faces, not until he saw a new and young face here in the very room. Silently, Caesar turns and walks near the newcomer and stands body to body-with him. Even though Caesar is much taller than the fellow, he still eagerly wants to look into the fellow's eyes even if he doesn't show it yet he looks down and speaks.