One Crown & Two Thrones : The Prophecy ( Book One) - Prologue

Chapter Nine - Something Wicked This Way Comes

IX

Something Wicked This Way Comes

All things can corrupt when minds are prone to evil...

Ovid.

"Dominus," Lagmar announced as he bowed low before Lagar who sat upon his throne of flames.

"Kyrios," Belem exclaimed also bowing low before his master. Both demons stepped aside as another, older and darker demon made his way forward.

"Adon," hissed the demon as he bent to the marble floor made out of ash, kissing it before arising to stand before Lagmar and Belem. Lagar smiled weakly before settling his lips into a straight line, his dark eyes sparkling and deep.

"Have you infiltrated her mind?" he asked coldly as his snake Nagtium slithered between his bare feet.

"Yes master," Nathaniel answered clearly, his open mouth revealing his pin pointed teeth, sharp and long. Nathaniel was Lagar's mouth piece.

"Does she weaken?"

"Her mind alters and has submitted to my powers," Nathaniel hissed quietly, his orange eyes alight and hot. "Soon she will fall completely, soon she will willingly do as I bid her."

"What of her husband?" Lagar turned his cold eyes to Belem.

"The seed of doubt flourishes," Belem announced with confidence, his deceitful eyes merry with intoxication for he revelled in the torture of angel's, his removed ancestors. "His heart beats wildly for vengeance and power. He alters with every breathe he draws."

Lagar rose from his throne and descended the cold steps to come stand before his most trusted demons. Beautiful was he the creature of the night as he gracefully strode about his demons thoughtfully.

"And what of the lover?" he hissed deeply, coming to stand behind Lagmar, his lips close to his servants ear.

"He suspects that the bitch has been bitten," Lagmar said cautiously. "He sticks to her like a leech, always suspicious, always present."

"He must be killed!" Lagar whispered with venom. "You promised to kill him."

"And I will my lord," Lagmar promised faithfully. "When she comes to me in the night seeking her husband and brat, he will follow and so the blade of darkness shall pierce his heart, rendering him to dust. Dead."

"And you shall be richly rewarded," Lagar smiled as he gently touched the side of Lagmar's face with his long fingers. "For if he lives then the prophecy lives and all that we have fought for will be for nothing and that bitch will sit upon the throne." Nathaniel turned to his master.

"You do not wish her dead my Lord? May I ask why?" he asked with an air of curiosity. Lagar looked up from Lagmar's shoulder and smiled.

"A fool would rid themselves of the only key to the garden of Calhuni," Lagar replied with a deep smile, which altered his cold and distance expression, riding his beautiful face and in its place teasing at the darkness within. Nathaniel nodded understanding his master completely.

"I don't understand," Belem interjected as Nagtium slid over his feet towards his master. Lagar stood away from Lagmar and waited patiently as the snake slid its way up his legs, under his black robes causing the material to ruffle until finally the snake re appeared as he wound his way about his master shoulders. Lagar tenderly stroked the snake's face before turning and walking towards the open doors of his palace which overlooked the vast Kingdom of Helnuthe.