The truth behind cold walls

Chapitre 10

the characters don't belong to me but to the Gormiti series, only the events are my imagination.

Sorry for the long wait I'm really busy, but I'm trying to find time to finish it hopefully.

A big thanks to the readers who are interested in the story, especially @AlexandraMcDevit, as I always say your comments make me happy and encourage me to continue the story <3.

In a vast room dimly lit with torches of fire on dark wooden walls and dark high ceilings. Wide sliding doors opened berserkly revealing the flaring face of the fire queen, looking ahead: the opposite wall to the entrance contains diverse types of weaponry organized meticulously on their respective stands, the black katana with the red handle on its gold holder looks too tempting to hold and use in decapitating someone's head, but she knew better, following her raged emotions and acting on them will only make matters worse and leads to her people's doom and mostly her brother's, she's not hotheaded and acts blindly as people predict from a fire gormian, specifically a warrior the offspring of a family of warriors, no she's better than that and as her brother was a chosen herald by the one tower she was a chosen queen by the wheels of destiny, they're meant to drink from the cup of greatness. All those passing years with days spent in dojos learning martial arts and nights in the castle library reading books of history and geography, reading manuscripts, and learning strategies weren't for nothing... Cooling down she straightened her pose, closing her eyes, took a deep breath, she let it out slowly. With new determination and strong resolve, she threw her gaze to the left where the high-ranked sergeants and majors were seated on the tatami-covered floor, to the right where the lieutenants, colonels, generals, and high general were seated. Walking with confident steps in her heavy armor, she took her place at the 'seat of gods' folding her legs under her and putting her hands on her knees respectfully but with dignity and grace forcing her position as the fire queen for anyone daring to think of her as weak or not qualified for the title.

Staying composed and calm for a few minutes looking straight, her intimidating aura surrounds the room, heavy tension settling down, the only sound is the harsh breathing of some of the occupants, without further delay she begins her speech "Our realm has been infiltrated by dangerous enemies, enemies that terrorized our land for many times in the past, an enemy that lurks in the shadows waiting for the slightest distraction to assault us from their safe place sending their evil minions using hideous means to throw us off guard with sorcery and witchcraft" spatting the last words venomously, several gasps and murmurs where heard, after having the full attention of her audience she continued "12 years ago a tragedy occurred in the fire land civilians mostly children, soldiers, and high ranked military was slaughtered mercilessly in the dark, yet again the fire realm was stripped from its honor another time, a new misfortune befall us this morning. My brother the herald of fire the chosen warrior by our lord of fire Keryon was kidnapped along with the guardian of light the keeper of the elements' balance in a dark vortex", voices rose, and questions were asked.

- Who is it that threatens our peace?

- Let's burn those witches?

- What's their motive for kidnapping the fire herald and the guardian?

Cutting the swarm of questions with her strong and deep voice Queen Finna answered "The ice realm" Shocked sounds rose again but she ignored them all and continued "Our sworn enemy even after signing a peace treaty that time because we can't find evidence to their crimes, they dared yet again to attack us, but now is different, we have proof and we will not cower down and wait for our destruction"