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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
768
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chapter 2
2932 - N\'Igal
The walls of the palace shook yet again. A bit of dust floated down from the cealing and a vase came crashing down from a shelf. Emperor Kaylor sighed as he looked down at the mess.
His little daughter Myia was thowing another tantrum. She was born only 7 months ago but it felt like an enternity. The servents were petrafied of her, constantly making signs to ward off evil. His own Warrior was using his own talent to supress some of her tantrums but his talent just wasn\'t strong enough. That worried the emeror.
He had seen nations taken out by his warrior but the man was not strong enough to control his daughter.
The emperor pounded his fist down on the table in frustration. What was he to do. He did no want to geive up his daughter. She is his only child. It should be her who should carry on his line.
If only there was some way he could get rid of Myia\'s talent, but there wasn\'t. Unless he sent her some where her talent could be controled she might end up bringing the whole palace down with one of her tantrums.
\"Hawlel\" he shouted toward the door.
A short, skinny man named Hawlel stepped though the door. He was the emperor\'s main servant and advisor.
\"Yes, Your Eminice.?\" Hawlel knelt before the emperor.
\"Rise, Hawlel.\" The emperor motioned him up. \"Call the Lord Warroirs representative.\" The emperor sighed \"Tell him I will speak with him about my daughter.\"
\"Yes, You Eminice. I will fetch him at once.\" Hawlel bowed and left the room.
The wall shook yet again.
The emperor sadly looked around the room. His eyes settled on the door to the room ajoining his. It was the door to his daughters room.
He opened the door and peaked in. He looked around for his beautiful little Myia. She was in her crib screaming in pain. While her nani was lying on the floor , blood trickeling out of her mouth. The emperor walked over to her and checked for her pulse and her breathing, nothering. This would be the thired nani to die since Myia was born. He went over by the door and pressed a button to call the palace servents to clean up the mess.
Myia creamed louder and the room rocked from the power of her talent. The emeror staggered from the power.
He waked over to his little Myia and picked her up out of the crib. As he held her he looked down at her. Her eyes were bright with tears and glowed from the use of the talent. She had yellow catlike eyes, pointed ears and the fine bone structure of her people. The child was in pain because her sharp little teeth were budding through her gums.
The emperor held his daughter closer to him, babbling baby nothings to her. Trying to heer her up. While he was doing this the servents came in to tiddy up the room and remove the nani. He took Myia out into the other room.
Myia quieted down some taking comfort in her fathers arms. The emperor held her close not ever wanter to let her go.
There was a soft knocking at the door to his room. He went over and opened the door with Myia in his arms. It was Hawlel with the Lord warriors man.
\"Thank you Hawlel. that will be all.\" Hawlel bowed and left the room.
The emperor gestured toward the chair. \"Please have a seat\" Myia\'s mood changed quickely and started giggling in his arms, Emperor Kaylor smiled down at his daughter.
The man waked orver and had a seat on of the empoerors lushous chairs. Emperor Kaylor had a seat in a chair beside him.
Teh Emperor started. \"I want to know plane and simply if she stays here will more people die?\"
\"In the simpelist of terms yes. As I told you before without the proper training the childs talent will be out of control. In a fit she could level an entire city not just shake the walls like she is doing here.\" The man looked at the emperor and saw that his face was set in deep regret. The man then knew that he would get the child. He had to keep himself from smiling.
The emperor sighed and looked at Myia with his eyes growing wet. \"Is there no way that I will be able to talk to her or visit her?\" He asked already knowing the answer.
:\"No.\" The man said trying to keep the triumph out of his voice. \"It is possible for you to see her when she graduates if you are still alive. But i takes over a century for someone to complete their training.\"
The emperor knew he would not live that long. Myia though would live longer then he could imagine. A warrior can live for as long as their talent lasted. His daughter was supposed to be strong talented so she will live a very long time.
He leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead then looked up at the man \"You will take special care of her. Won\'t you?\"
\"Do not worry. I am sure that she will be specially taken care of.\" The man swiftly took Myia into his arms and left the room.
The emperor had a feeling of dread as he warched them leave the room.
The walls of the palace shook yet again. A bit of dust floated down from the cealing and a vase came crashing down from a shelf. Emperor Kaylor sighed as he looked down at the mess.
His little daughter Myia was thowing another tantrum. She was born only 7 months ago but it felt like an enternity. The servents were petrafied of her, constantly making signs to ward off evil. His own Warrior was using his own talent to supress some of her tantrums but his talent just wasn\'t strong enough. That worried the emeror.
He had seen nations taken out by his warrior but the man was not strong enough to control his daughter.
The emperor pounded his fist down on the table in frustration. What was he to do. He did no want to geive up his daughter. She is his only child. It should be her who should carry on his line.
If only there was some way he could get rid of Myia\'s talent, but there wasn\'t. Unless he sent her some where her talent could be controled she might end up bringing the whole palace down with one of her tantrums.
\"Hawlel\" he shouted toward the door.
A short, skinny man named Hawlel stepped though the door. He was the emperor\'s main servant and advisor.
\"Yes, Your Eminice.?\" Hawlel knelt before the emperor.
\"Rise, Hawlel.\" The emperor motioned him up. \"Call the Lord Warroirs representative.\" The emperor sighed \"Tell him I will speak with him about my daughter.\"
\"Yes, You Eminice. I will fetch him at once.\" Hawlel bowed and left the room.
The wall shook yet again.
The emperor sadly looked around the room. His eyes settled on the door to the room ajoining his. It was the door to his daughters room.
He opened the door and peaked in. He looked around for his beautiful little Myia. She was in her crib screaming in pain. While her nani was lying on the floor , blood trickeling out of her mouth. The emperor walked over to her and checked for her pulse and her breathing, nothering. This would be the thired nani to die since Myia was born. He went over by the door and pressed a button to call the palace servents to clean up the mess.
Myia creamed louder and the room rocked from the power of her talent. The emeror staggered from the power.
He waked over to his little Myia and picked her up out of the crib. As he held her he looked down at her. Her eyes were bright with tears and glowed from the use of the talent. She had yellow catlike eyes, pointed ears and the fine bone structure of her people. The child was in pain because her sharp little teeth were budding through her gums.
The emperor held his daughter closer to him, babbling baby nothings to her. Trying to heer her up. While he was doing this the servents came in to tiddy up the room and remove the nani. He took Myia out into the other room.
Myia quieted down some taking comfort in her fathers arms. The emperor held her close not ever wanter to let her go.
There was a soft knocking at the door to his room. He went over and opened the door with Myia in his arms. It was Hawlel with the Lord warriors man.
\"Thank you Hawlel. that will be all.\" Hawlel bowed and left the room.
The emperor gestured toward the chair. \"Please have a seat\" Myia\'s mood changed quickely and started giggling in his arms, Emperor Kaylor smiled down at his daughter.
The man waked orver and had a seat on of the empoerors lushous chairs. Emperor Kaylor had a seat in a chair beside him.
Teh Emperor started. \"I want to know plane and simply if she stays here will more people die?\"
\"In the simpelist of terms yes. As I told you before without the proper training the childs talent will be out of control. In a fit she could level an entire city not just shake the walls like she is doing here.\" The man looked at the emperor and saw that his face was set in deep regret. The man then knew that he would get the child. He had to keep himself from smiling.
The emperor sighed and looked at Myia with his eyes growing wet. \"Is there no way that I will be able to talk to her or visit her?\" He asked already knowing the answer.
:\"No.\" The man said trying to keep the triumph out of his voice. \"It is possible for you to see her when she graduates if you are still alive. But i takes over a century for someone to complete their training.\"
The emperor knew he would not live that long. Myia though would live longer then he could imagine. A warrior can live for as long as their talent lasted. His daughter was supposed to be strong talented so she will live a very long time.
He leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead then looked up at the man \"You will take special care of her. Won\'t you?\"
\"Do not worry. I am sure that she will be specially taken care of.\" The man swiftly took Myia into his arms and left the room.
The emperor had a feeling of dread as he warched them leave the room.