What value can you place on the price of freedom?
Fenroux Palace was in uproar when Royal Guards returned with Kane and his family. The Queen hysterical, Guards and Barbarian forces alike tore apart the castle like wild dogs fighting to dig a rabbit from its hole…
Sha stood tall and silent by his father’s side, while Kireina clung to his arm, eyes wide curious and observant. There was no form of outside attack, yet every armed man appeared on edge, sharing some measure of their Queen’s hysteria.
The Lord King Fendor was alone in his calm resignation, for he alone knew the truth.
“This is your boy? This is the lad Seizon-sha?” The King mused, hunched over a desk of scrolls and tomes. Black books of hidden powers, cryptic runes etched into thin metal pages… Dark, questionable magic oozed across the surface of the desk. Kireina clung to her father’s arm even tighter, uneasy with the diabolical chaotic power.
“I am Seizon-sha.” The boy replied. “Your Highness.”
“Ahh… Kane, he is tall, strong a lot like you my Captain.”
“What is this about Fendor?” Kane skipped over the formalities
“My daughter has been taken, snatched in the night on this day, the day of her thirteenth birthday…”
“And just how does this relate to my family? Why have you summoned us here?” Though Kane already feared he understood the nature of the summons, the unspoken connection that linked their children by sorcery.
“The boy, Kane, your boy… he is the embodiment of The Guardian… born from magic, the same magic that granted my daughter breath… their connection exists beyond this realm. He can find her, seek out her location and liberate her from the beast which has snatched her from her warm bed…”
“He is a child Sire.”
“So is my girl, a mere few months separate their ages. Yet I see the man he will become, I see a strong warrior such as his father.”
“Such flattery.” Kane replied with sarcasm.
“Let’s skip through this pointless debate … we are wasting time!” King Fendor uttered strong magical words under his breath, summoning a crimson cloud that enveloped Kireina, holding her immobile in a magical grasp.
“How much do you value the freedom of your daughter Kane?”
Kane swore under his breath, his hand reaching for the hilt of his sword, fury overwhelming his respect… Yet Sha halted his father’s arm, before Kane did anything regretful.
“I will go.” The young teenager spoke softly, standing between the two man. “I want no harm to befall my sister, but I can’t venue upon this quest alone. I need my father.”
“So be it… find my daughter and I shall release yours…”
The thick red cloud encircling Kireina slowly dispersed, the girl vanishing into the mist.
Kane bit his lip so hard he drew blood… Sha hit his arm… ” Let’s not waste any more time Father…”
King Fendor smirked smugly as they left upon their impossible quest…
Anne Harrison 29.05.17