𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐈 |𝐕𝐌𝐊|HIATUS

𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞

After a four hours ride, the messenger reached the Purple Stone Palace. It was a rather small castle located on the top of a hill. The messenger traveled to the doors meeting the two guards. "Hello sir, I was sent here in urgency. I have an important letter to deliver to the Purple stone prince." The two men looked at each other perplex. The first guard stepped up and looked at the messenger."Who are you?" The first man asked. "My condolences, I can only reveal my self and the reason of my venue to the prince, could you let me in?". The second man spoke. "Sorry, sir that won't be possible. We can give him the letter ourselves. Now if you will please leave."  

"Allow me to ask again. I was sent to inform the prince about some recent news that his majesty would gladly like to hear. I cannot reveal my identity. Can you please let me in." The messenger finished. "I'm sorry, the prince is not able to receive anyone, now will you please leave." The guard repeated. The messenger was a tenacious person, no one ever resisted him. Back in the days, when he was working for the king, he was known to be the best messenger in the country. The young man looked at the two guards, a smile on his face.

"Looks like I'm going to use force for this one." He whispered. He walked toward the two armed men dogging the swords as if they were leaves falling from trees. The two guards charged at the messenger, their swords pointing at his chest. The messenger dogged and looked for a feint and ran hastily toward the door. By the time he reached the two massive metal structures, a shaky voice refrained him.

"M-my lo-ord" one of the guards shouted bowing down. The other followed. The messenger pivoted to face a young male. He was sitting comfortably on his horse. His long brunette hair was covering his sharp shaped face and gave him a mysterious look. He was breathing slowly as his eyes traveled left to right analyzing the situation. The male felt unattainable and his aura was intense, yet, the messenger didn't feel crushed and pressured while looking up at him.

"What is this all about?" The young male interrogated. One of the guards spoke: "My lord, this individual pretends to have something serious to tell you. He looked suspicious so I told him to leave, but he kept on insisting, I had to push him away." The gatekeeper explained. The young boy got off his mount and jumped on the stone ground running his hand through his sweaty hair. He walked toward the messenger while studying the intruder's face, then shouted to his men. "Take care of the horse for me, and for the boy, let him in. I'll be in my office, get him there when you're done."  He instructed.

With that said, the man entered through the metal doors followed by a wooden drawbridge. The guards stood there giving the messenger a suspicious look. The boy ignored.

The horses were back in the barn and the guards opened the doors to let the boy in, escorted by servants. While traversing on the drawbridge, he glanced at the gardens. Unlike the Gold Stone castle, trees were growing everywhere, the flowers were located without a distinct pattern. The gardens were simple yet mysterious. It was an organized mess. Nature was the ruler of this land. It felt strangely peaceful to see nature at will. The view of the castle right in front did not disturb the atmosphere, it blended perfectly as if it was part of the scenery. It gave the strong feeling that a magical beast could emerge from the woods at any moment. The gardens reflected the prince's peculiar calm aura in its exact form.

The troupe reached two other metal doors, the castle's entrance. One of the two servants pulled a large metal key in the lock and pushed vigorously. The two doors swung open making a creaking noise leading into the interior of the manor. In front of them gracefully stood stairway in the middle of the hall. the boy shook his head left to right to admire the mysterious cold simplicity of the decore. It was similar to the Gold Stone prince's castle but with a bit more of elements and details. Dark paintings were hung on the hallways and rooms, vases, and decorations of all sorts sat on furnitures. The walls were made of dark stones and samples of amethyst encrusted could be seen. The castle was full of beauties, yet it felt empty and cold. It was rustic. The eyes of the intruder met with those of a statue. The torso of a old man sitting on a pedestal. A shiver ran down his spine.

The servant led the messenger on the second floor where the same stones were decorating the hallways. Then the servants stopped in front of a door and instructed the messenger to wait inside. The boy entered the waiting room. It was full of portraits hung on the walls. Women, kids, and men. They were probably the king's ancestors thought the boy.

Approximately fifteen minutes later, a knock tapped the door, followed by a servant. "Sir, his majesty is ready to receive you. If you will please follow me." The young male got up and followed the servant to a massive wooden door. The servant knocked loudly so she could be heard. "Sir, the man is here." "Great, let him in." The Prince responded.

The door opened and the messenger entered. He glanced at the male sitting on his chair, arms and legs crossed. He was really stunning. The messenger gazed at the young male lost in his dark nuts eyes. "Have a seat." The boy followed the orders. "My deepest apologizes for disturbing you, my lord. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm the Gold Stone castle messenger." The eyes of the
Prince widened at the name Gold Stone. It has been years since haven't heard the name. The Purple Stone Prince was only two when the disaster happened. The messenger paused seeing the prince's reaction. "Go on" the male ordered. "I was sent by Prince Park to inform you about some recent events."

The messenger paused again and looked at the prince. He got up from his seat and handed him the letter then continued. "As you may have heard, the Black Stone prince was on the search of the Crystal Poem. The Gold Stone Prince wanted to inform you. Knowing prince Min's personality, he is not going to stop here and if the news reaches the four other kingdoms, war could-" He was cut by the prince. "Yes, I understand."

The two of them sat in silence until the messenger broke it. "I hope you understand prince Park's motive in sending you this letter. Now if you will please excuse me, I'll take my leave." The messenger bowed and walked toward the door. "Wait" the Prince ordered. He finished writing a paper grabbed an envelope and gave it to the boy. "Give this to the Gold Stone Prince." He ordered. The boy reached for the envelope and bowed again. "Yes sir, thank you for having me." He quietly exited the room followed by a servant leaving the prince in conflict. 

The man led him to the gate and another handed him his horse. The messenger jumped and was ready to go, but one of the servants shouted running in direction of the boy. "The prince ordered me to give you this." The servant handed the boy a bag full of food, water, and warm clothes. The prince must have figured out that he still had to visit the Green Stone Castle which was way farther north. The messenger grabber the bag and thanked the servant.

He hopped back his horse and kicked him gently so he could advance. The two of them continued their journey to the north to meet the Green Stone Prince; prince Kim. The castle was located on the far north, in the cold mountains

The messenger had to hurry and not waste time. The Green Stone Prince had to be informed quickly so they could figure out a plan.
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Hey there, the third chapter is up

I'm satisfied that I kept my promise of one chapter per day.

I think I'm doing great so far!

See you tomorrow for chapter four : The Green Stone castle

Bye!!

Jema