Seeds of The Seven (Rubia)

43. Welcome to La Mina

Elelly and Magister Alvoforn arrived in La Mina when the sun rises, heading straight to the La Mina Castle. Upon entering the castle, they were escorted by one of the castle's butler, then lead them to their guest room.

La Mina Castle is perched atop a hill, commanding a stunning view of the surrounding landscape. Its architectural style is primarily made of white marble and white stones, characterized by pointed arches, steeply pitched roofs, and ornate detailing.

The castle features numerous tall, slender towers and spires. These structures give the castle a majestic and imposing appearance. The castle is encircled by robust stone walls and battlements, providing a fortified and defensive structure, and the walls are punctuated with small towers and crenellations.

La Mina Castle have several grand entrances and gateways, some featuring arched openings and portcullises, enhancing the castle’s aesthetic. The castle is also built on multiple terraced levels, with the main structure on the highest level, and secondary buildings and fortifications cascading down the hill. This design provides strategic advantages and aesthetic appeal. Then a distinctive circular ramp winds its way up to one of the main entrances, adding to the castle's intricate design and accessibility.

The elevated position not only offers strategic defense advantages but also ensures breathtaking panoramic views. The surrounding area is lush with greenery, red hued flowers, golden statues, including forests and fields, indicating wealth. This idyllic landscape complements the castle’s grand and historical ambiance.

In the distance, manor homes can be seen, suggesting the castle is located in a region with scattered settlements. The vast guest room provided for them was a marvel in itself, adorned with tapestries depicting ancient battles and plush furnishings that spoke of the castle's grandeur.

In the dimly lit guest room of the La Mina castle, Elelly and Magister Alvoforn had waited for days, what felt like an eternity. The air was heavy with anticipation as they sat, exchanging occasional glances that betrayed their growing impatience. Outside, the moon cast a silvery glow over the courtyard, illuminating the ancient stones and the gnarled branches of the surrounding trees.

Finally, a message from the castle's butler relayed that the other members of The Seven has arrived, they are now resting on their rooms. He also relayed that the Pollen said that they must prepare theirselves and meeting will be convened immediately.

Elelly and Magister Alvoforn exchanged a knowing look before rising from their seats. The two prepared for the night ahead. They donned attire themed in their nation's colors, Magister Alvoforn were dressed in a highly detailed garments.

His outfit is predominantly dark purple, featuring a long, flowing cloak adorned with silver accents and sparkles. The cloak has a high collar and is fastened at the neck with a circular clasp. He wears a pointed hat that matches the cloak in color and decoration, giving him the appearance of a high magister in Arcanum Amethyst.

Underneath the cloak, he wears an intricate robe with decorative stitching and a wide belt around the waist. The fitted sleeves extend into fingerless gloves, enhancing his powerful and enigmatic presence.

While Elelly's dress is adorned with delicate embroidery, wearing a gown that is stunning floor-length creation with a fitted bodice and a flared skirt.

The bodice is form-fitting with delicate, thin straps, adorned with three-dimensional floral appliqués that create a captivating texture. These flowers are roses in varying sizes and shades of red. The floral embellishments extend throughout the skirt, adding richness and depth.

The skirt features an asymmetrical hemline, shorter in the front and longer in the back. A gradient color effect transitions from a deep red at the top to a darker shade towards the bottom. The flared silhouette creates a graceful movement.

Her hair is styled in an intricate and sophisticated updo that exudes elegance. Pulled up and away from the face, the hair forms a polished and refined look. Strands are meticulously twisted and pinned into a voluminous bun at the back of the head, positioned low to emphasize the nape of the neck.

The updo has a textured appearance, with loosely arranged strands contributing to its softness. The deliberate messiness adds a touch of effortless chic, complemented by small, sparkling crystals scattered throughout the hairstyle.

The front section is styled away from the face, with smooth, sweeping motions creating a clean and sophisticated frame. She then added the final accessories to complete the look.

As she slipped on her wedding ring, its red and blue gem shaped like a heart, a pang of worry struck her heart. AIDEN. She couldn't help but wonder if he was safe, if he was alright.

The ring slipped from her finger, falling to the polished marble floor with a soft clink. Elelly's gaze lingered on it, her thoughts drifting to Aiden and the dangers he might be facing. Alvoforn, noticing her sudden sadness, approached her with a reassuring smile.

"He'll be okay, Elelly," Alvoforn said softly, his voice filled with assurance. "Aiden is strong and capable."

Elelly nodded, a faint smile touching her lips as she picked up the ring and slid it back onto her finger. "Thank you."

Together, they made their way to the council chamber, the heart of La Mina Castle's political dealings and grand meetings.

The grand oak doors of the Council Chamber creaked open, Elelly and Magister Alvoforn stepped into the vast, dimly lit room. Ornate tapestries depicting ancient battles adorned the marbled walls, and the air was thick with the scent of old parchment and burning candles. At the far end of the chamber stood a man in his 30s, his presence a blend of warmth and unease.

As Elelly and Alvoforn approached, the man stepped forward, showing his prominent cheekbones and a well-defined jawline, his lips are full and a straight nose. He also posses blue eyes that are set moderately apart, with a direct and confident gaze and eyebrows that are thick and well-shaped, complementing his strong facial structure.

Offering a warm smile that crosses his face despite the evident worry in his eyes. "Elelly, Magister Alvoforn," he greeted them, extending a hand. "It is good to see you both."

"And you, Faldor," The Magister replied, took his hand and shook it.

"Pollen," Elelly also replied, her voice soft but steady, then offer a low, gentle bow.

Faldor also offered a gentle low-bow to Elelly, then brushed his blonde medium-length hair that reaches just past his ears, fixing his wavy hair, parting it slightly to one side.

"You've become quite the man since the day you were reigned as the Pollen." The Magister added, teasing the Pollen whilst chuckling. Then admired his lean and athletic build.

His broad shoulders are highlighted by a long, velvet burgundy overcoat with ornate detailing, high collar, and decorative buttons and embellishments. Underneath, he wears a matching velvet burgundy vest adorned with decorative buttons and embroidery, fitted to accentuate his waistline.

A white dress shirt is visible under the vest, paired with a cravat tie in a dark, complementary color typical of La Mina fashion. His pants are sleek and form-fitting, made from shiny leather, contributing to the sophisticated yet edgy look.

The ensemble is accessorized with a gold pocket watch and chain draped across the vest, a common accessory in Rubia. Large, ornate brooches on the lapel and shoulder of the coat, along with a decorative belt with an ornate buckle and tassels, enhance the luxurious appearance. The coat's cuffs feature intricate embroidery matching the vest, adding to the cohesive, ornate look.

"The council parchments are not my only companions; I’ve also been trained by the Crimson Knights to fight in wars." Faldor replied, also chuckling.

"The Magister coming here to announce an immediate meeting to summon the seven must be very important news." The Pollen added, his smile faltering slightly as concern clouded his features. He gestured toward a large, round table in the center of the room, its surface inlaid with intricate patterns of silver and gold. "Please, take a seat. We must wait for the others."

Magister Alvoforn inclined his head in acknowledgment. "Thank you, Faldor."

They took their seats around the table, the silence heavy with unspoken thoughts. Faldor's eyes flickered towards the door, the weight of responsibility clear in his gaze. He sat down with them, trying to mask his worry with a calm demeanor.