My God

My God 30 )

I looked up from Zalla's corpse, shocked by all the revelations she had bestowed upon me and how I cared so much about her death.
Even now, with the stones infused in my body I could still feel the anger radiating off her corpse.
Is that weird?

My hands were now covered in her blood. The blood of the Yin. The darkness of the universe.
How could I live knowing that all of her pain, anguish and torture was now apart of me?

How could I live knowing that it doesn't just carry her memories but also others before her? Is this why Eve fled to Earth? Is this her reason? Because it was safer for her in an environment where she couldn't hurt the ones she loved?

It made sense.

"Carla" I turn my head from her limp corpse to see the man who had been watching me, watch her die.

I was shocked to see it wasn't Enas nor Ignis.
It was King Salo.

"Your majesty" I say curtly.

I may of saved the mans life but Zalla was right. He was corrupt.

"I wanted to thank you for saving my life when Zalla first attacked Yaldvir. She would've spent her life in prison for starting a war like that"
Salo said. I dropped to my head to my knees and clenched my fists.

"With all due respect your highness but isn't that what you did to Salo? Now look at him, he is prospering and no thanks to your corrupt ways. You could've told him the truth, kept him apart of your life but you lied to him. Told him he had a chance then ripped that from him- even though he was your first born."

Salo raised his hand at me, swinging his hand down so fast I couldn't stop it.
I squeezed my eyes shut. I did deserve the inevitable slap. I spoke out against the king.

What I didn't expect was to see Enas and the one armed lady Tabak in the room.
Enas had grabbed Salo's hand, stopping him from delivering the blow to my face.

"Do not hit my girl" he said darkly. I shivered at his tone. It was very much so attractive how he protected me.

"Take a step back prince Enas, this doesn't involve you"

"Doesn't involve me? You nearly hit my soulmate!" He gripped Salo's arm tightly.

I looked at Tabak who had been injured pretty badly considering she had lost an arm.

"Can we please just focus on the fact that Zalla is dead and so is her army of dark swords?" Tabak says, glaring at the king and prince.

"Dark swords?" I ask frowning "Zalla never said a thing about dark swords"

"Wouldn't surprise me. Her heir, prince Drengo is the only person who didn't use a dark magic sword. He was hiding in the ship when Enas and I went there."

I look back at the fool and see him still gripping onto Salo's arm forcefully.
"Let him go" I say gently.

King Salo rips his arm back and Enas growls, starting to manifest a dagger.
I have seen this fight and I ain't being put through it again.

I hold Enas's hand, using the stones that were slowly combining their selves into my system to levitate off the ground and stand to my feet.
He looks at me, his gorgeous green eyes stared into mine and I nodded.

"Pathetic child" Salo spat.
Before any of us could attack the Vohon Sokyra's handle had knocked Salo onto the floor, making him skid a few feet back.

"Don't call my brother pathetic." He boomed. Tabak, Enas and I were all taken back by his tone.

Salo had fallen back about five feet, spitting blood onto his golden floors.

Enas and I ran over to Tabak who still stood near the door and I looked over at Ignis who had already started to hammer into Salo about treason against his own kin.

I looked upwards to nothingness as the last of the darkness spread through my body.

The power was immense but the darkness had disappeared as quickly as it had entered. It wouldn't reappear for another ten thousand years.

It was now up to me to ensure the safety of the stones, until the day I die. I had to protect Yaldvir, Earth, the six realms, the universe.

As we trudged along the halls of the palace, having guards run into the throne room we had so hastily escaped from, seeing our enemies being captured as their weapons of darkness fell into nothingness, all I could think of was Zalla's final words

You will live for ten thousand years

The dark stone re-emerges every ten thousand years. Would I die at the hands of the stone? Die at the hands of my unpredictable soulmate?
Would I truly understand what my power holds?

Everything around me seemed complete, simple and finished.
The bad guys lost, quite easily in my books, Zalla had died, leaving her cousin to rule, he was gentle and not violent but given the right nudge, well. We saw what happened to Zalla.

Enas was alive, Salo was getting the treatment he deserved, Tabak may of lost an arm but she was a soldier none the less.

We were one step closer to simpleness again and yet I never felt more unnerved.