The Treaty of Enololth

                                    Prologue

Upon an empty battlefield, a lone woman stands looking around at the carnage around her. She is a fair beauty, with white hair, striking blue eyes dressed in red and black leather. A mithril staff hangs loosely in her hands, her black armored cloak billows in the slow breeze, revealing a hint of leathery white from her wings. To the east the sounds of battle are still heard as they beat the enemy back out of Lenodine. The day is won, at least for now, she thinks to herself as she starts to sink to her knees. From behind her a man dressed in all black, runs to her aid. Not knowing if he is friend or foe, the woman jumps to her feet, brandishes her weapon as her hair turns crimson, and large, leathery white wings snap from her black cloak.

"Kyra, it's me," he says as the staff stops an inch away from his nose.

"Von? Oh, gods!" Kyra starts to shake as she sinks to the ground, the staff falling out of her hands. Von catches her just before she falls. He looks around quickly as he picks her staff up and places it back in her hands.

"Come now, my love, the king and queen wishes for an audience," he says, with a tired look to his beautiful ruby eyes. "They say the enemy wants to negotiate."

"Negotiate?" Kyra asks looking incredulous. As they look at each other, and start walking, a sense of foreboding settles. Kira swallows as she says, "What could he want?"

After they teleport to the palace, Kyra starts to immediately walk to the war room, where she knows all of the leaders are already waiting. Before she makes it ten steps, Von grabs her hand.

"Kyra, don't you think that we should change out of our armor?" he asks as he looks at Kyra and himself, grimacing at the sight of all the blood.

"No, if they want to see us as soon as possible, they can deal with the blood from the battlefield," Kyra says, her dark pink eyes, going solid deep purple, and cold, emotionless.

When they reach the door, they hear the sounds of raised voices arguing. Kyra smirks as she says, "Sounds like my father is already here, asshole." She turns to face Von, "No matter what happens, remember I love you," she says right before she pulls him into a fierce kiss as the cacophony of voices reached a crescendo. With tears in her eyes, she pulls away, and sets her face into a stern, cold, aloof expression, she says, "Let us see what they have to say." She pushes the doors to the room with such force they rattle the walls behind them. Within the room five figures stood in the midst of a heated argument. They all froze and turned as one to the door where Kyra and Von stood, looking like the bloody gods of war themselves. Kyra arches a brow, "Are we interrupting?" she says as she smirks into the room.

"Ah, Din Gurth, Dina Quenya, glad you could join us, though I would have hoped you would have freshened up first," the king of the human realm, Linodine, said looking up from the Lord of Rocott, the land of demons.

"We were told you needed us immediately, my lord, and seeing as we had just been in a battle, I figured, it must have been important indeed. So, we rushed here with haste," Kyra said with a firm voice, holding her ground. her eyes flicked on the scene before her. "Looks like I missed one hell of a good argument." The room was a mess with tables and chairs toppled over......and was that a shattered hourglass?

"No, Quencci, looks like you got here just in time," a stern voice said from the corner of the room as a man stepped into view.

"Don't use that name with me, not after you started this," Kyra said fiercely, her hair going to the color of caramel, and her eyes changing to crimson. At the tone of her voice, and the color of her hair, Von rushed to her side. "Stay calm, beloved, be strong. You know he does this to get a rise from you," Von whispered into her ear, as he placed his hand on her shoulder, and gave it an affectionate squeeze. At his words, Kyra takes a breath and her hair goes back to white, as her eyes clear to pink. "You are right, dearest. He shall not get me riled so easily again," she adds a smile, and Von takes a step back.