Heart of Lies

Alessandria fought her rage back.

“I will not tell you their names. The Word Bearer made sure I wouldn’t,”

“Who is the Word Bearer!”

Manically, Ares started laughing.

“This is pointless, Lady Alessandria. I am done. I am finished. You can kill one of the Triad. Be proud. Have a drink. Celebrate but The Firesword will take care of your Queen. There is nothing you can do. It is prophecy the Seer told us so,”

Alessandria noticed Ares was focusing on the drop off the balcony.

She raced to him.

He heard her coming.

He jumped onto the guard rail.

He looked up at her and jumped.

A loud crack echoed around the castle.

Alessandria slowly walked to the guard rail along with her friends and Daniel. She gasped as she saw Ares’ body impaled on a large spire on top of one of the towers.

His blood dripped from his lifeless corpse and slowly his body slid further down the spire until it spilt in two.

Turning away from the bloody sight, Alessandria saw everyone with various expressions of horror. Except the Queen only smiled.

CHAPTER 22

Staring at the old drawings on the wall and my Military paintings, I had to admire the beauty of life. We had all defeated a traitor and a threat against the Queen. If that isn't a good day's work then I'm not sure what is.

Of course, I'll experience a bit of annoyance at the change of Military leader. Since I'll have to deal with them on a daily basis. I hope they're competent. I hate useless people.

I immediately smiled as I felt Harrison wrap his arms around me from behind. Feeling his warm breath on my neck.

Turning around, Harrison led me back to the sofa where Alessandria, Nemesio and Hellen were sitting. At least Nemesio didn't have his dirty feet on Harrison's brown oak coffee table.

However, I noticed Nemesio wearing a large brown leather cloak. Covering up his armour for me. A part of me stopped for a moment in confusion. Has he really changed? Was Alessandria truly right?

Then Harrison pulled my arm and I sat down on the sofa. Feeling the sofa square cushions mould to my body and the gentle fabric smooth as I ran my fingers over it.

Looking over at Hellen, I saw her eyeing up her big stick. Checking it for dents and when she found one, she gave a triumphant nod. I suppose we were all happy that everything was over. Ares was dead and the Queen was safe until the other two members of the Triad tried again.

But until then, I was perfectly happy where I was. In the home of my love and with my sister and two friends. Yes, I'm even calling Nemesio a friend now!

As Harrison wrapped his arm around me and leaned slightly against me on the sofa. I got a whiff of his earthy manly aftershave and I thought about how lucky I was, and what Harrison had said earlier about that being the first person he had killed. He had seemed fine and I remember my first kill in the Military, I wasn't upset but it was troubling for a few days. I knew I needed to keep an eye on him.

With my free hand, the other one was wrapped around Harrison, I held my dulled blade. A part of me wanted to spin it but holding it was enough. For I knew I wasn't in any danger here not with my friends.

“Thank ya for the wine,” Hellen said as she downed the last of it straight from the large glass bottle in her hand. She placed it on the coffee table when she was done.

“You’re welcome,” I replied.

“Brother, you don’t drink. Neither does Harrison. Why do you have wine?”

“Because dear sister, you never know when we might have company and we need to celebrate,”

Alessandria nodded but I knew she wasn’t convinced.