Psychotic Rambling

Chapter 6: Mystery P.O.V

Say hello as I welcome you to yet another humble chapter of this bo-

Lol only kidding! well with the humble jumbo stuff... I'm not gonna bore you with my randomness so I'm just gonna say that...

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-And... This will be another chapter, only difference is that it is a different P.O.V. But It is another girl's. Just in case you might think it was Donovan's or something.

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(Unknown P.O.V)

I watched in the crystal ball, Layla had given to me. The Young Warrior was climbing aboard what humans may call an air plane. With her was one of her companions.

I coudn't help the frustrated sigh that escaped my lips as I relaxed into the my small throne next to the others. The were eight thrones all together. Four large and antique for the kings and queen of the four realms and four medium and nearly magnificent thrones for their guardian's.

I felt another presence in the room. Looking up I saw Sylvester leaning at the door his golden eyes narrowed at me. He was defiantly a sight to see. With his strong angular jaw, piercing eyes, pout red lips. He was wearing a tight vest giving the ladies much to play around with. And tight pants with sandals. On top he wore a long Green robe, the colour of the realm he was born into, also with the flag at the back. His shoulders were Padded with gold lining. His Blond hair gelled to the side.

"Good afternoon Sylvester, Did you enjoy your daily practices?" I asked shyly trying to avoid the blush creeping up on my pale skin.

His eyes narrowed more if possible. Did I miss something here? 

My soft violet and most of all confused eyes meet his narrowed ones. He soon Diverted his eyes to the crystal ball laying on a table, made with dark chainy wood covered in a beautiful red coloured cloth.

"What?" I said dropping the innocent act.

"How long?" He asked. His voice monotone.

"Huh?" What is he on about.

"How long till there is nothing of my kingdom!" he shouted. I blinked at his sudden outburst. " That's right, you don't know because you are too busy trying to be the best guardian possible. Well, Just so you know another family has been taken in by the forces of Zona nigra! and two from your precious realm!"

Shocked, I stared at him in disbelief. Two!? We are losing too many of our people.

"I am trying my best. My warrior is already on her way to the chosen destination. There she will meet yours and we can bring them back where they belong! So Don't try and blame this on me! I wasn't the one who chose where they will have their second connection! And its certainly not my fault that your warrior dosen't know how to make good first impression!" I screamed back at him.

"Be quite!" we heard Sethius, the oldest Guardian, Boom. "Stop acting like we have run out of time."

"But sh-" 

Sethius cut Sylvester off by saying," And act your age Sylvester. Do not pick on poor Celeste!"

"Sure, Seth..." Came a reply from the owner of a pair of glaring golden eyes.

"Good, now go, I need to talk to this little angel", Seth said dismissing a grumbling Sylvester.

Sethius led me back to my throne and sat on his, which was placed on my right. He stayed silent as he watched Ace chat away what her companion, about how excited she was. I followed, admiring her beauty as well as the way she talked and acted by her own will. I had been watching her grow over the last year. 

From an innocent and devious little girl, She transformed into a beauty ready to be cherished. With her strong and tough walls protecting her soft and white heart. Keeping it from any person that may bring her harm, physically and most defiantly emotionally. It's going to be a great challenge for her lover warrior to break through.

She kept her playfulness cheering up anyone on a sad day.  Her character burst with kind and gentleness. No matter what her mood she always gave a warm smile to those who needed. Even if she was a few years younger then me, I envied her.

"Celeste, As much as I hate to break it to you, Sylvester is right. We can only hold Daemon Libine army for more then a few years! I'm Sorry But you have to do something to hurry up the process" He finally spoke, finishing with a defeated sigh. 

I looked around at the rich golden rooms stopping at the large clear windows, Giving a clear view of the busy city below. Far off I could see the sun setting, wanting to buy time to give the most resonabkle answer.

He was right. We coudn't hold them much longer, We needed our Kings and Queens to lead us. Fortunately, The king of the Ipsum and the Queen of Magicis had been returned. But the last two remained.

"I know... But there is not much I can do Sethius... I'll raise the sparks and add touch, You have to remember it's to be natural! And that stops me from helping anymore then that.." I whispered fighting back tears. I feel like I messed up big time.

"Your right. I'll go talk to Sylvester and see if he can do some more as well. And Celeste, It isn't your fault. So don't waste any of those precious tears. OK?" He spoke softly as though a loud noise might break me. 

Not meeting his grey eye's, I nodded. 

I felt him move and walk out the door to find Sylvester.

I looked back at the Crystal ball to see the plane landing. 

"Please Ace, Don't keep us waiting... I believe you can make it. Just try a little harder..."

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Confusing much!? But just so you know this doesn't matter as much till about the middle or end bit of the book! SO I'm just saying that you haven't accidental jumped into another book.