May Death Do Us Part

“I’d like to rent out your establishment for the next couple of days please.”

The fat old man behind the counter looked at the five gold doubloons with a twinkle in his eyes, with that kind of money he could open a whole new inn with change, who was this man?

“And I’d appreciate your discretion of course,” Adam added on, “We don’t want anyone knowing we’re here and we don’t want any visitors.”

“Of course sir, I’ll make sure you have your privacy even if I have to guard the doorway myself!”

The plump man practically scrambled the coins up as he handed the front door keys to Adam.

“Do you need any help with your bags sir?”

“No need,” Adam responded, “We travelled light.”

Minutes later the inn keeper saw six other men walk into the inn, even though they looked tired, he could tell from their physiques and build that they were men built for battle. Clearly this group of travelers didn’t need any form of protection from him.

.....

After Adam made sure his men were settled down and the inn was secure, he retired to his own room and lay on the bed. A week of travel was nothing for the dark haired prince who had gone on many conquests, but it had taken a tow on him mentally.

The new information of Nathan’s lies and now suddenly the wedding, had Adam’s his gears turning. How could he allow that silver haired bastard to snatch his woman from right under his nose like that? She was so close and Adam failed to reach her cause of Nathan’s selfishness.

Suddenly Adam felt a searing pain flashing across his skull, he grabbed his head a released a muffled growl. The prince could feel the cartilage in his ears tearing and stretching, accompanied by the throbbing pain of his head and ears.

Adam dropped to his knees and covered his now pointy ears, he squeezed his eyes shut as the throbbing in his head increased. The little items in the room like the candles, cups, plates and towels floated into the air the more his head hurt.

“Argh!” Adam groaned in pain, “what is this?!”

He got to his feet and attempted to walk towards the door, not realizing that the floating items where following him behind. When the prince stumbled and fell to the floor due to the pain, the items that had been hovering in mid air all fell to the floor with him.

The crushing sounds startled Zander who was laying down in the next room, he quickly ran out of his room and barged into prince Adam’s room.

“Your grace!” Zander rushed to the prince who was laying on the floor, “what happened?!”

Zander wrapped Adam’s arm around his shoulders and helped him to the bed.

“Don’t worry Zander, I’m fine, it’s just a headache,” Adam assured his worried friend, “I think the trip took more of a tow on me than I thought.”

Zander caught glimpse of Adam’s long pointy ears and the faint markings that had appeared on his forehead but decided not to say anything. With the condition Adam was in, it didn’t seem like a good time to point it out.

“Take a rest your grace,” Zander spoke, “We still have a few days to the royal wedding no need to stress yourself.”

*

In a carriage along the western road leading to Meria, Julia Boleyn cupped her head in her hands. For the past few hours the small green eyed woman had been experiencing a dull throbbing pain that seemed to be getting worse the closer she got to the capital.

Meanwhile, somewhere in a large castle in the enchanted forest, A tall beautiful woman with long slick brown hair, deep beautiful brown eyes and long pointy ears halted in her steps and clasped her chest.

“Your majesty?...”

A young woman with blonde hair and equally pointy ears rushed towards the beautiful dark haired woman and held her hand firmly.

“The prophesy is about to be fulfilled Ronda,” the beautiful queen spoke, “the chosen ones will soon be in one place and their transformation will be complete.”

“Your majesty are you sure?” Ronda spoke in a panic, “if that’s true, then...”

“My son is coming home,” the queen responded, “Gareth is finally coming home.”

Ronda watched the queen walk towards the gardens blissfully, she couldn’t believe it, I mean who would. After one hundred and three years the queen would finally get to see her son. Finally after so long, the prophecy would come to pass, finally after over a century of living in hiding, the prince would finally return and reestablish their people.

All the elves who were captured and enslaved during the ‘great cleansing’ would finally be set free and return to their families and homes. Finally hope had returned, Ronda among other elves had long lost it, thinking that they would forever live in the shadows, hiding away from the most selfish race on the planet, the humans.

*

Nathaniel walked into the royal library with a big bright smile on his face, he opened his arms wide as he threw words of welcome to his guest.

“Sir William!” Nathan exclaimed, “what a delightful surprise!”

William narrowed his eyes at the silver haired prince, he couldn’t put his finger on it but Nathan seemed different somehow. Was it his hair? It did look longer than usual.

“Good evening your grace,” William spoke with a bow, “sorry to come unannounced.”

Nathan hugged his friend and pat him lightly on the back, “oh come on William you and I are practically brothers, you can come here any time you wish.”

“I appreciate that thank you,” William responded, “actually I’m here to see my sister, I hear she’s living at the royal palace now.”

“Oh yes,” Nathan responded happily before throwing himself onto the chair behind him, “as per tradition of course, the future bride must reside in her future husband’s home until the wedding, William you know that.”

William settled down in a chair and studied the joyful prince, “speaking of the wedding, do the two of you know each other well enough to marry.”

The prince snapped his fingers and instructed the maid to bring in a jag of wine and some cups.

“Me and Ella have been courting for five years my friend,” Nathan responded, “I’m sure we’ve gotten to know each other very well.”

“I mean some people can pretend,” William added on, “pretend to be someone they’re not, lie about their intentions, even for years just so they can get what they want.”

Prince Nathan furrowed his brows at his friend, what was William driving to exactly? “Do you know something that I don’t William, it’s seems there’s something you wish to say to me.”

“Nothing your grace,” William responded coyly, “I’m just saying that if there’s something you’re hiding from my sister, she will find out you know, she’s pretty sharp and it will end badly.”

The silver haired prince raised his hand and stopped the maid who was about to pour him a cup of wine.

“Are you insinuating that the crowned prince is baiting your sister into marriage by means of lies?” Nathan spoke. The assertion of his voice was enough to let William know that any wrong answer would lead him into trouble. This wasn’t a question, this was a threat.

William Morrell’s breath hitched when he felt a dark lingering aura emanating from the prince the angrier he was becoming. No human had this kind of effect when cross, was prince Nathan even human? Did this have anything to do with the time Ella mentioned to William that Nathan couldn’t die? What did this man want with Ella?

William downed his wine and smiled warmly at Nathan, “oh don’t mind me Nathan, I guess my overprotective brotherly side is getting the best of me.”

The last thing he needed was Nathan to be suspicious of him, if truly Nathan was not human and he had lied his way into getting Ella to marry him, there was definitely something he was up to and William could bet his pinky finger that it was nothing good.

He needed to save his little sister from what ever this thing was, but to do that, he’d have to keep a low profile till he knew what he was up against.

“Anyway I really miss my little sister, you know how it is,” William added on, “is there a possibility that I can see her?”

“I was born in a family of boys so I don’t really understand,” Nathan spoke coldly, “but I get that you feel I’m taking your little sister away or something, but I can assure you that I love Ella with all my heart William.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Nathan stood up and smiled at the young knight in front of him, “Ella is in her chambers resting, I’ll see if she’s awake and can see you.”

William didn’t miss the smug grin on the prince’s face, this was payback for the time William hadn’t permitted Nathan to freely waltz into Ella’s room a couple of years ago.

“Touché Nathan,” William mattered to himself, “touché.”