Forsaken King

The Mystiques

At the Kingdom of Haynes

"Your majesty we have found the Queen-- but prince Rafael jump into the deep trench, we fear that we won't be able to retrieve his body." The servant said in a stiff tone his head bowed down, knowing the King's love toward his son and wife he felt pity. The atmosphere coming off from the man sitting on the throne turned grim, making the servant gulped nervously. It was an eerie silence, before the king spoke, "Lead me to her.." The servant breathed relief, his hand forming into a salute position as a reply to his majesty.

The servant led the King to a hidden door, leading him down to a narrow path of stairs guided by the faintly lit torches of the wall. The faint smell of rust and mold welcomes them before finally arriving at their destination. "We're here your majesty." the servant spoke opening the tightly locked door made of thick woods before leaving.

Kings Point of View:

He felt his heart beating tremendously as though it wanted to come out of his chest. A bright light greeted him as he entered the door, after a while his sight slowly adjusted to the place. In front of him a glass-like coffin, inside his beloved wife dress in pure white clothing. His knees felt weak but he continued to walk towards it he stood there looking at his beloved, slowly tracing her face beneath the glass-like coffin, memories started to arise.

It's the day of his wife's coronation. A beautiful petite woman with long wavy hair and a pale complexion tug his sleeves. Looking at her lovingly he whispered "Misha are you nervous?" he looks at his wife whose now tightly gripping his hand. Her big blue eyes started to water making her look more fragile. He smiled, lifting her chin kissing her gently for assurance. "I'm here no need to be afraid. I'll protect you and our son." He affirmed turning his gaze to Misha's stomach, caressing it gently.

He felt tears sliding down his cheeks, his poor son. 'He couldn't even rescue him from his cruel fate.' he thought to himself. "I'm sorry..they were right I am a loser King, I couldn't even save my only son even you ended up hurting." he whispered in agony. The glass coffin glowed dimly, it was like the woman inside was trying to convey something. "Don't worry Misha you will be safe here once you heal I'll bring you to safety." That day the King spends the whole night beside the healing artifact where his wife resides hoping she will wake up. It was nearing dawn before the King decided to come out and go back in his chambers.

At the Kings Chamber

"Uyork" he whispered and from his shadow emerged a man cloak in black wearing bondage that hid his face. He kneeled "you called?" it replied to him in a deep sunken voice.

"Call the divine Demura."

Uyork eyes widen in surprise-- calling the divine Demura means rebelling against the holy beliefs. The Demura is the embodiment of evil like the Oracle is that of good. Even knowing this his loyalty got the best of him. "As you wish." Uyork replied before disappearing like smoke. What does the king plan on doing?Uyork could only hope for his King's safety.

Somewhere near Haynes

"Kururu- kururuu- is it awake? "

"What is it?!"

"Kuruuu--"

"Shussshh you'll wake him up." A distant voice awoke him from his sleep. He slowly opens his eyes, before him a pair of glowing red eyes look at him in curiosity."Wahhggg!!" He shouted in panic. Realizing the pair of eyes are those of two small like goblins.

"Abhbggghh!!"

"Aaghhhhhhf!!"

The two exclaimed along. " Kru! Uru! Don't scare him! " a woman's voice spoke. While tracing the voice his eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light coming from a candle, it was being held by a girl?-- no a monster? He couldn't tell. Her eyes are like that of humans yet bigger and shine as illuminated by light her skin is that of a pale newly budded leaf. Even her hair are like roots yet small. It was like those books he reads with stories about monsters. "Monsters." He exclaimed in surprise. The girl pouted offended by his remark. "We are not monsters! Monsters are evil creatures! We are different we are the healers and protectors of the earth." The girl defended. "This is Kru." The girl said pointing to the smaller goblin with two curly horns "And This is Uru." Turning to the bigger one with a single horn. "They're both from the goblin tribe and I am their master. She continued as she put the candle down beside him before continuing with a twirl -Ghana a willow descent."

"A willow, as in a holy tree?" he replied."You can say that." She giggled.

Her mother has always told her stories about magical creatures but he would have never thought he would meet them for real- even saving his life "I'm Rafael, where-- am I?" he stuttered overwhelmed by his discoveries.

"This is the deep trench. This is the safe havens of mystique's and I am its protector." Ghana explained. Revealing behind her hundreds of more monster-like creatures. The monsters are real and they are called mystiques? Rafael thought still pondering what is happening. "Thank you for saving me, but I need to go back." Rafael snaps back out from his thoughts. Quickly jumping out of his bed only to fall on his feet. He groaned at the impact. "Don't strain yourself your bones are broken when we found you. Let me finish healing you then we can talk. Here eat this. Get your strength back." Ghana smiled calming him down.

Meanwhile in the Castle

The Demura smiled pleased, "Your grace." She curtsied before bowing gracefully. "You called?" She stated in a knowing tone. The king can tell that she's smiling underneath."I need you to do something for me?" She slowly lifted her face. "If the price is right." She responded revealing her dark teeth as she smiled.