"Its pretty obvious what we need to do here."
"Yeah and what is that?"
"She needs to be dealt with!"
"So I suppose you want to remove her entire lineage from history?!"
"If that's the way it has to be."
"That girl is innocent!"
"For now! But what will happen once she knows what we've done?"
Silence is dispensed throughout the room as each member of Congress contemplates their past decisions that ruined too many family's lives.
"She needs to be controlled," said King Minessa of the Eastern Kingdom.
"She needs to be found first before we can decide what to do with her," Queen Tatiana of the Western kingdom declared.
"I think this is a great time for me to interject."
All heads turn to see Prince Dylan enter the room, dressed in battle attire.
"Dylan is something wrong," asked King Xavier. DC raises his hand as to ignore or silence his father, surprising the council when Xavier actually obeys the prince's wishes.
"I'll dismiss the fact that I was not invited to this meeting. I'll also dismiss the fact that the lot of you seem to want to kill my mate. I will NOT however," he says, his voice booming throughout the room, "dismiss the issue of you all not doing your jobs and controlling your kingdoms. How is it that none of you knew that Blake Soul was alive for the past sixteen years. He's been in and out of your kingdoms for years. He's been going to see his sister every time too. I want to know why it is that it's taking SO GODDAMN LONG TO FIND HIM," he yells. He leans forward and makes eye contact with every last one of the eleven members.
"Listen to me and be damn sure you listen closely. Until further say, you all answer to me. My father," he says glancing at King Xavier," is dismissed from the search so any of your petty inquiries you need handled can go to him, but any and all of your main focus is going towards finding my mate."
"Why the hell is this girl so important? She's caused so many problems it's probably good that she's gone--"
Dylan raises his hands and immediately the man's lungs begin to fill with water. Once the man was on the brink of death Dylan lowered his hands.
"Perhaps you didn't hear me clearly," he said, the four elements forming rings around his body as he glares at the man who was coughing up water. "My mate is the next queen. The next queen is missing. Get off your lazy asses and find her! I want a report from each of the kingdom's daily on suspicious persons or citizens who are undocumented. If I don't get my reports then I swear to you when you go missing, no one will find you," he said before dismissing himself. At that moment every council member shared the same thoughts.
That's one hell of a king we have to look forward to...
As Dylan walked out of the council room one thought was sent up into the universe.
Anani I love you.
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The Forgotten Soul
FantasíaAVAILABLE ON AMAZON.COM In a world where magic defines the hearth of your very existence, an undeclared person would suffer an enormous amount of ridicule and shame. Not declaring risks your chance of finding your place in the social hierarchy that...