Sable Sky

ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 (𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔗𝔴𝔬)

The room was large, not of a grandiose type, although one could tell that the owner was wealthy. From first inspection one could make it out to be a dining hall. A large rectangular table sat in the dead center, the table was made of marble, and engraved in its veins was a symbol that resembled that of a crow bearing a torch. Only two chairs were set at the table, each made of fine oak and possessing black velvet cushions. A man and a woman currently occupied these seats. The man was tall and slim, his eyes a dark green contrasting with his black offset hair, he'd stare seriously at the dish that lay before him as if worried. The woman would be attempting to stare warmly at the man, her blue eyes reflecting the light emitting from the chandelier above the table, giving the impression that her pupils were made of clear crystal. Her hair was also black, although a darker, finer black, as if someone had grabbed the night itself and placed it as a mantle upon her head, "What troubles you?" her small lips moved to a pouting position as her lightly accented voice carried easily across the table,

"These mages...", the man shook his head, "I'm sick and tired of their persistence, why can't they simply leave the bow alone?" The man closed his eyes and lightly griped the bridge of his nose,

"Why do you worry so?" The woman purred to the man, as she'd rise from her seat, "These second rate mages can do nothing against you my Axël..." she'd walk delicately over to the man and place her hands on his shoulders,
"It's not the second rate mages I'm worried about..." Axël closed his eyes in frustration, "What if a Matiér comes for the bow? That is my worry!" He'd rise from his seat abruptly, causing the woman to move backwards, she'd sigh heavily as she'd place her hands on her hips,

"Yet even a skilled Matiér could not destroy the Bastine Spell of Troy, so your worries are for nothing..." she'd then move in to comfort Axël, although as she'd take her first step the ground trembled violently throwing her off balance. Axël reacted quickly catching the woman as she'd fall forward, he'd then drop to the floor and look to the window that made up one of the walls of the dining hall. The chandelier hobbled back and forth as the vases laid out upon a nearby desk fell to the floor and shattered as they made impact with the marble. The trembling then slowly faded, though Axël continued to hold the woman as the chandelier came to a swinging stop. The house was silent.

The woman, still in Axël's arms, stared intently at the window, although after around ten seconds she'd breath out and turn to Axël, "You see the Bastine Spell hel-" her sentence remained incomplete as a shattering noise that seemed to originate from no specific place, yet echo throughout the entirety of the home, filled the air,

"Hide yourself my love..." the woman's face paled as she rose from Axël's arms and continued to look out the window, the sky was seemingly raining with glass type shards, each glowing a light violet, "This is no ordinary Matiér..." The woman turned to Axël and embraced him tightly,

"Be careful! This Matiér has the power to destroy a Bastine Spell of Troy, he will not play nicely." Her eyes would seemingly bore into Axël's

"I will be careful, but you must hide yourself darling...for if he finds you..." A simple stare brought the woman to nod vigorously,

"I understand.", and with that she'd escape from the dining hall.