Wanderess

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

THE BETRAYAL

Red, orange, yellow. The colours danced across every surface in sight. Villages were burning, houses destroyed, the palace would be next. Thankfully, the Guard and the soldiers seemed to be faring alright in the battle. The king watched from his glass platform, safe inside the palace. With Fayre missing, the king was advised against joining the battle- despite his many protests for he was the last remaining pure blood royal.

Of course, there is his sister Priscilla and her daughter Iris, yet neither are fit to rule a kingdom- not even remotely. Despite their obvious desire to.

Theodore Ayer was visibly sweating, his kingdom was perishing, and there was nothing he could do about it. He could see the approaching army of Demon soldiers, their campaign spearheaded by the King- his armour was unmistakable even from Theodores perch. Her cut down any in his way, and the ancient man still managed to kill without mercy. The king of Solas watched on helplessly as men, women and children were cut down- killed mid step as they tried to defend their homes. The Demon forced greatly overpowered the Angels, half of the force sent out to search for Fayre, the other half struggling to keep their foothold from surrendering to the enemy.

The enemy had reached the outer palace gardens, and all that stood between them and the heart of Solas was the Guards stationed down on the ground and the King himself.

Theodore Ayer turned away, for he could not watch as his people were to be slaughtered by the thousands. Deciding that if they were to fall, then there was no harm in a last-ditch effort. Putting his plan into execution would be simple, he just wondered if he had enough soldiers left to make a final stand.

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The tears that streamed down Fayre's face poured into her mouth and made her nose run uncontrollably. "Yo...You what?"

Adrian opened his mouth, then closed it only to open it once more- yet no sound emerged from his traitorous lips. Fayre didn't give him a chance to defend himself, "You gave the wickedest man alive access to my kingdom and basically gave him free reign to burn and pillage. My home! That is my home, Adrian! My people. My kingdom is burning and suffering and its all your fault."

The words cut into Adrian like a hot knife, slicing him open from the inside out. But the Princess of Light wasn't done. She would give him Hell for the rest of his life...not that he didn't deserve it. He knew he did, he was the cause of death and destruction every where he went.

"You are the reason that my people are dying. I could lose my kingdom because of this, because of you! My father is there, my cousin, Hell- even my aunt. They're all going to die." She was sobbing, and all Adrian wanted to do was wrap her up in his arms and never let go, but he doubted she wanted to be on the same planet as him, let alone in his embrace. "All of this- this is all for nothing. Absolutely nothing! We may as well give up and hand ourselves over to Malvat at this point."

That snapped Adrian out of his pity party. He marched over to her as she shook, her body racked with ugly sobs- distress he caused. He grabbed a hold of her shoulders, shaking her roughly to get her attention, "Hey! Do not think like that. Hate me all you want, but I am going to take you to get the Halo and then you are going to wield it and destroy the bastard once and for all." She looked up at him, her lashes and cheeks wet from her tears. Her radiant eyes were only enhanced by the waterworks.

"Wield it? I- I- I can't. Only Cael could use the Halo, and by the time we find it- if we ever find it, it would be too late, we don't have the time to go retrieve it. And go back and save my people." He could see the hatred shining through her eyes for him, but he could also see her prioritising her emotions inside her head.