Road To A Winter Heart

Rebels

After the wedding was over, Gabriel and Catarina had a great feast inviting the everyone in the kingdom. The next morning, Gabriel was given most uncomfortable news that there were some people rebelling against him.

He then requested to see Tyrel. " Yes my lord....i mean Gabriel, you wished to see me," " There is a rebel growing against us. My wife life is in danger because of this, so I want you to remove the problem," the King said in a calm yet worried tone. There was a moment of silence, Gabriel then told Tyrel to send some of his men to take care of the rebels, while the rest secured the castle.

" Gabriel what's going on?" Catarina asked, " Well my love apparently there is a rebel army against us so, I sent men to take out the threat before they get chance to strike," Catarina was the type that rather talking out problems instead of using force to solve them but, she know that rebels would rather kill than talk, so she just stood there quietly, as though as if she was in a battle within herself.

There was some confusion at the castle's front. " Let me go! I must see the King, I have urgent news for him. " There stood an old man dressed in expensive clothing, with white long hair and sky blue eyes, trying to push through to see the king, but because of the security being tighten, the guards refused to let him pass.

" It OK men let him pass," calmly said the King, " so who might you be?", " my name is Arthur Delorra, son of Clice Delorra, a great mage. I too my lord am a mage but, my magic is not as strong as yours." The King was pleased to know such people acknowledge his power. " So what is this urgent news you bring with you Arthur?"
" I bring you news from your army men, they sent me to tell you that the rebel army moved out before they arrived there and that they seem to be heading towards the castle."

There was then a loud bang come from inside the castle followed by a loud scream. The King accompanied by Arthur and some of the army men rushed to see what was going on, he then stumbled upon a sight that was burnt into his memory.

There laid his wife brutally murdered by a man in a black cloak. As the pain and rage began to consume the King, he screamed out" KILL HIM!"
The army men caught up to the man dressed in black and brought him to the King. The King then remove the hoodie then to see a face that he was shocked be, It was the face of his best friend Tyrel.

Gabriel stood there speechless for he couldn't believe his eyes, " Tyrel you murdered my wife, your Queen, why?......why would you betray me?" the King asked while whipping his tears, " I was never on your side to begin with, you see, I want the throne and in order to get that I must first kill you, then I'll take control over the kingdom by force, " " really and how do you plan to do that?" asked the King, " easy by killing everyone that's against me," Tyrel said with high confidence, " No, I believe you have misunderstood my question, I was asking you how do you plan to do that, if I'm your throat is ripped out. You see I have no intention of hold it in anymore, you just earned your a dance with the devil. I'm gonna show you why my nickname was Death."

As the King said that, the ground began crumbling around him and everywhere he stepped. A black aura surrounded him. It was as though the intencity of his dark power defied the gravity around him because, the pieces of ground that were cracked off were rising into the air. His eyes turned as red as blood and hair as black as pitch. Tyrel then was accompanied by other rebel men, and for a second there the King seemed to vanish but then he reappeared in front of Tyrel.

" Attack him men!" Tyrel yelled then to realize that his men were ripped in half in less than a second by the King. The King then grabbed Tyrel by the neck and lifted him up, " DIE NOW " the King said in a dark cold voice, as he began squeezing Tyrel's neck until it snapped.

On that day the King's heart turned to black ice, he started to only seek out vengeance for his wife death. Slowly the love he once felt turned into hatred towards the rebel army, so he promised that he'll kill every last rebel.

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