The Revenge Of Neva

Chapter One: Leaving Again

Nine years later after the destruction of Vadhalla Kingdom.

Ever since we moved in Meadow Village, I always see the whole village was decorated with flowers. Even the matching peach colored cottages and manors have flower decorations. There's a beautiful fountain with a marble statue of a beautiful adult man wearing nothing but a cloth wrapped around his lower body, holding a long staff with leaves carved into it and olive leaves around his forehead as his crown. That man is Clyde, the God of nature and fertility.

The whole stoned streets of the village was painted in different sizes, shapes and colors of leaves, symbolizing their loyalty to the Nature God.

The villagers have a leader---
a wise and kind old hermit named Ybarra. He's known in the village as Chief Elder. My father is a good friend of him but no one knows about it. Except my grandfather. When Ybarra learned about the devastating news of destruction, he welcomed us into the village and promised to my grandfather that he will not allow the villagers to mention anything about the Vadhalla Kingdom. He also keep our identities hidden inside the village and outside.

That afternoon at the village market.

I was about to pay the lady vendor when I heard someone whistled, trying to get my attention. I just ignore the noise.

"How old are you, miss beautiful?" Asked the pervert middle-aged guy who was standing beside the vegetable stall. I realized he's the one who whistling.

I put my shawl around my head to hide my face from anyone who walk pass by my side, afraid that I might run into a Nybass warrior in disguise. "Eighteen". I quickly replied as I reached my hand to give the four bronze coins to the lady vendor.

The lady vendor handed me the vegetables I bought from her and I put it inside my basket.

The jerk didn't stop bugging me. "How young! I bet you're still single".

I ignored him and spun to my heel. But he grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me!" I snarled at him.

"Oh come on... Don't go". His voice full of lust. He eyed me from head to toe. Instantly I realized what he was thinking. His lecherous mind.

The people in the market didn't pay much attention to me who's needing help from this pervert guy. They were so busy in their own activities.

"Let go of me or else... I will scream here". I threatened. I'm starting to think to use my power againts him. Even if it means of breaking my oath to my grandfather.

Before he could even speak, a someone had yanked the hand of pervert guy off my arm.

"What the..." The guy glared at that stranger.

My eyes fell on the stranger. He was a sexy and good-looking young man with a beautiful well-built body, aqua blue eyes and cropped light brown hair. He wore a long gray hooded robe.

I gulped as I stared at his face for so long. He's gorgeous...

"That's not how you should treat a woman". He adviced to the pervert.

The pervert snorted. "And who the fucking hell are you? Her lover?"

Instead of replying, the stranger punched him, sending him to the ground.

"Now you learned your lesson on respecting a woman". The stranger winked at him then smiled at me. "You okay?"

I nodded. "I'm fine and thank you".

His eyes met the angry eyes of the pervert. "Oh, you can call me Sir. Blaine". With that, he walked out of the scene.

The town people started gossing around and wondering about that guy and where he's from.