"I will soon have all that I need to take over this world", the petite woman whispered to herself atop her silver throne. A messenger scurried in and reported, "Your Majesty, we've located it. The soldiers are bringing it back as we speak". She smirked her teeth glinting in the darkness. The Queen arose from her throne and approached the messenger, "Thank you, now off you go". He nodded quickly and turned to leave, but felt the cold pain of a dagger penetrate his back and looked down. Blood dripped onto the stone floor. The messenger fell forward and didn't move. "Xathron, clean it up. We can't have anyone know of this", the Queen waved her hand for Xathron, her personal guard to be rid of the body. He emerged from the grim darkness and hauled the body out of the throne room.
Xathron stuffed the warm corpse into a leather sack and went out to the dungeon below. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, the sound of claws on stone and low growls became more apparent. He took the messenger's body out of the bag and threw it into a very large cell and locked the door. Bones cracked and flesh torn apart. The sight did not faze Xathron, "That should keep Her Majesty's wolves full for now". He turned around and left the way he came. In the opposite cell, a pale hand grabbed the bars and murmured, "You will not escape your past, a throne will not fix it".
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The Fennec Chronicles: The Crystal of Haxlier
FantasyMiko is a Princess who loves travelling the open seas than be confined within the palace grounds. Her and Vard, Miko's best friend, set sail as often as they can. But one day while they are travelling about, they hear word of their long lost enemies...
