Fragments of Dreams

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Miria nodded and left with the Avermans as her elder brother left with the High Guards and Fenris.

Zach watched the Princess, his chest tight. "You never told me you had a brother," he said softly. He listened, not daring to go near her. He knew he'd upset her, disrespected her in her own throne room. His heart ached for her as she finally looked at him, his eyes showing her his pain. "Mine? But-" he shut his mouth before he could disrespect her anymore. "Yes, Princess," he said instead, bowing to her. He felt a gap between them form, a large wedge. "Edrea," he said softly. "I'm sorry for before," he apologized on a personal level, rather than a formal one.

He exited the room and headed towards where he felt the source of his infection coming from. He finally found the room and entered, the Avermans and his mother upset that they could not get an answer out of him. "Brother," he said, entering. He put his hand on his forehead, looking more into his essence. He studied it, deep in concentration. "Father's soul is kept in chains," he read from his brother's mind and backed away. "His shadow isn't harmed, but he is tired from fighting them. The Queen likes him near her at all times."
 
The very moment Zach touched Aere's skin, Edrea felt something dark spread faster than wildfire inside of her. She touched her hand to one of the walls, trying to keep herself steady before finally seeing the darkness engulf her as she fell to the floor. "Your Majesty!" cried the guards who could not touch her. "Call the Averman!" Panic settled in as the guards called whomever they could find.

"Averman Arthran!" A guard had run in the room where they kept the Prisoner. "The Princess!" Aere had a vile smile on his face that the Averman noticed before transporting himself to the Princess' current location. They found her on the floor and he quickly assessed her. She was alive and breathing but he could no longer feel her light. "Princess," he called although he was very sure that she was incapable of hearing. The Averman frowned deeply, looking up at the faces of Molrim and Fenris.

"They swallowed her soul."
 
Zach felt something odd, and felt rage fill him as he heard the Princess was in trouble, and seeing Aere's vile smile. "You son of a bitch," he yelled, his Shadow Sword mixing with his Hellfire as he held it against his brother's throat. "What the hell did you do," he demanded.

Aere just laughed, and stopped Zach from cutting him with his blade. "No-no, brother," he grinned. "You might hurt her missing soul," he taunted.

All of Zach's muscles tensed in fury as he backed away. He took deep breaths to try to calm himself down, though it only fueled the dark fire that seemed to engulf the Prince. His eyes were white-hot as he paced. He felt helpless and at fault. All because he wanted to help his brother. These thoughts played over and over in his head, making the feelings and the fire only stronger.

"Zach, you've got to calm down," his mother yelled at him through the heat of the flames. "You'll burn the whole castle down!"

"No," Zach said, though it seemed like it was the fire who spoke. He gathered several shadows and formed a portal in front of him, and walked through it. It closed directly behind him so no one else could follow, not that anyone could have withstood the heat of his flames. He emerged from the shadows of the Shadowlands, where they had fought. His heat melted the ice from around him, forming pools at his feet. To prevent his flames from going out, he used some of the shadows to make him hover, and he used them to fly up. He spotted the castle and headed into that direction.

He would get Edrea's soul back, or he would die trying. Edrea, I'm sorry, he apologized in a prayer. Please, forgive me...
 
Molrim walked in just after Zach stepped through the portal. "Prince Zachary, no!" But he was too late. He looked at Queen Miria, horror in his eyes before he looked at Aere with a stone cold stare. The bastard had a smile on his face as he watched the Prince leave. Edrea's hold on him had left when she'd given him to Zach as his prisoner. It was probably the moment when he had tried to take over Edrea's soul. Molrim no longer wanted to play the game. The Princess had given him a chance because of her love for the Prince and Molrim was gonna fix it.

He took his large and without second thought, swung it at Aere. But his blade went through nothing but thin air as Aere vanished with a cackle of laughter. Just as he thought. The bastard had probably gone the moment Edrea let him go. Molrim looked at Queen Miria.

"They've got us exactly where they want us to be." He said grimly as he lead the Queen towards the West Wing of the castle where everyone else was waiting for their next move.
 
Miria was horrified, and ultimately unsure of what to do. All she could think of was her son, engulfed in raging flames, portaling who-knew-where. She followed Molrim, trying to keep calm when her heart was beating hysterics.

Zach portaled to the shadow of the large castle. The heat from his flames melted the iced-over doors and he entered. His footsteps echoed through the ice, and he frowned as he stood before his brother. "You bastard," he spat and charged.

Aere grinned and the two brothers were lost to battle. The elder in raging flames, and the younger in billowing darkness and piercing ice. Each was a fearsome sight to behold and both seemingly equal in strength and skill. But where Zach was full of emotion in his strikes, Aere was calculating his moves. The only thing that saved Zach from Aere's blows was the extreme heat from his flames. It was too hot for Aere to do much damage without getting burned, and already his skin under the darkness surrounding him was beginning to turn pink as his flesh was cooked.
 
The High Guards and Bazaleel were getting on a heated debate. "We have to attack now! If we don't they are going to attack the Shadowlands again and if we lose that we're not sure we can take it back!"

"We are at our weakest point. The Princess is unconscious, the Prince is who knows where, our soldiers just finished a battle. Attacking them now would be a suicide mission!"

"If we let them come to the Orian, we can use home base advantage. The Orian's defenses is practically impenetrable. We can easily defend it from the Fort Shields!"

Fenris remained seated as the big men screamed at each other's faces. He massaged the bridge of his nose. Suddenly, the door opened Arthran walked in. Everyone fell silent. "How's the Princess?" Arthran breathed in deeply and shook his head.

"I can't find the Princess' soul in any plane which means they haven't taken it from her body yet. She's inside. But she's asleep. She's probably unaware that she's trapped."

"The Prince is missing." Fenris stated. The Averman shook his head again.

"He's young. Gallant, but foolish. Add that to the fact that he's madly in love and very emotionally unstable. We've got a volcano on the brink of eruption. Which is exactly what they want from us."

The High Guards sat down, resigned. Molrim stood and looked around the table. "Alright, here's the plan. If I was in the Prince's shoes right now I'd hunt down that bastard and drive my sword into his heart. My best bet is that he's probably in the Dawntreader Kingdom fighting against Aere. And if we don't get there right now..." He exhaled sharply.

"We're going to round up our best warriors, use stealth and the darkness to our advantage... But we have to be very careful. It is their land. We don't know what traps might be waiting for us." He looked around the room. "We will surprise them and then take over them." Molrim looked at King Selas. "The Firebringers will arrive after the first wave of stealth attacks. We will use dragons, griffins, vulcans and what have you." Molrim stood straight, looking at them and showing him the real warrior that he is. "We will set their kingdom on fire and take back our Princess' soul."
 
Setas frowned at the yelling. "We are all right here, gentlemen. There is no need to raise your voices," he said disapprovingly. He turned his attention to Arthran and frowned. He listed to Molrim speak. "I do agree. My dear nephew seems very brave and hot-headed. Much like his grandfather. I have no doubt that he went to the Dawntreaders." He smiled widely at Molrim. "Orian is blessed to have you as her warrior. Let us gather our strength, men. We must hurry to aid the Prince."

The two Princes continued to exchange blows, though soon Aere was avoiding Zach's attacks altogether. His arms were burned badly and he could not keep a good grip on his weapon. Aere ran, Zach hot on his heels. Soon they reached the throne room where the Queen was sitting at her throne, and the true Shadow King was a chained soul. Zach through a chunk of fire and darkness at he Queen, and she smoothly moved out of the way. But she wasn't his target-it was the chains, which broke. The Shadow King stood and smiled at his son before he disappeared, given strength through his son's Shadows. He had left to find help, and Aere did not have the strength or speed to stop him.

Miria gasped. "Denor! I feel him," she said, touching over her heart. "The Shadow King has been freed!"
 
Everyone was armed and ready in less than a pulsar. They all stood in each and individual groups in front of individual portals, transporting 5 small groups for the first wave and another 2 big groups for the final attacks. The soldiers were tired from their battles but they were ready. Some of them were still in the Shadowlands and there wasn't enough time to get them. Besides, those were the most tired warriors. They were best used to rest and defend the Shadowlands in case they are attacked there.

The Averman had stayed with the Princess and a High Guard. An additional impenetrable shield was placed upon the Princess to prevent any physical attacks that might arrive. Everyone was ready for battle. They were unsure of the results but they had one mission in mind: to take down the Dawn Queen. Take down the Queen, save the Princess.

It was a great disadvantage as their number one weapon was lying on her bed, unconscious and the other was newly trained, and in action somewhere. They knew they couldn't just rely on these two young adults. Molrim looked around their groups and sent the signal to go in.
 
Denor's shadow skittered over the Shadowlands quickly, going to where his soul led him. He smiled as she emerged from a portal, and she came into sight. He almost teleported to her. "My Queen," he said and bowed to her. "My Denor," Miria smiled and bowed as well. "Zach freed you," she guessed.

"Yes. But he attacked the Dawn Queen in doing so. I fear it may be a two-against-one battle. We must hurry. He will begin to use his soul energy to fuel his fire soon, if he has not already."

Miria, worried now, nodded and followed Denor as he led them towards the castle.

The Dawn Queen did attack Zach, using her ice masterfully. Even so, Zach's white-hot fury did not allow her to land many blows without melting her weapons. He slashed at her with his Shadow and Hellfire sword.

Aere waited patiently, waiting for the right moment to attack. His infection was still in the Prince, and it was stronger now that the two were separated. All of his focus was on the Prince, watching and waiting.
 
The fight between the Dawn soldiers were hard due to the fact that they were soldiers of the light and there was a lack of that in Dawntreader kingdom. However, they have used stealth to their advantage. They were able to advance very close to the castle before they have been fully alerted. Now the whole castle was waking up, disrupting whatever it was that was happening inside.

The King's troops waited for the signal but it has yet to come. Molrim fought hard and fast. He was waiting for the right time and seeing the fire emitting from the inside of the castle, that was the time. He sent out a large battle cry that echoed through every single Light Soldier and two great portals appeared in front and behind the castle. Dragons and vulcans spitting fire came out of the portal, griffins and all kinds of large Animus slashed and fought with their riders. It was an all out bloodshed.

But there was no light to lead these soldiers.
 
The Dawn Queen grinned as she saw Zach's fire fade for half of a second and burst back to life again. She knew he was using his soul energy now. She laughed - all she had to do was avoid his attacks until he wore himself out.

But Zach knew this, too. He disappeared and came out of the Queen's shadow, wrapping his arms around her and locking them as his flames continued to burn. She screamed in agony as the flames engulfed her, her cries echoing through the ice itself. Aere chose that time to attack, and the darkness squeezed Zach from the inside. He tried to cry out, but he had no voice. His flames quickly died out, and he lost his grip on the burned Queen. He clutched at his chest, trying to will the darkness out of him but it wasn't any use. The Queen stood above him, her icey sword in her hand and a furious sneer on her burned face.

Despite this, Zach grinned. He'd put his own sort of infection in her, through his flames. It worked to melt her from the inside out, and the melting of her sword proved it. She stared at her now-empty hand. Horrified. "What did you do," she screamed, trying to make another but at no avail. She clawed at her stomach, where heat began to build.

Zach watched as his vision began to waver. Forgive me, Princess... he thought again, sure he was going to die before he saw her hit the ground.

Aere scowled and let Zach out of hold, though he waited until he was out of the room. Aere fled down the halls and cursed when he saw Orian soldiers entering. He let out a battle cry and charged them, slashing with his sword.

Zach's flames raged again as he attacked the queen. With no way to defend herself, she died swiftly and efficiently. With her gone, Zach ran after his half brother. He had to finish this quickly - he was running out of energy fast. He was pushing his body to its limits. He was glad he saw Orian soldiers had found the castle, but he paid no mind to them as he charged at Aere, and their battle commenced.
 
"P-Prince Kael!" The Averman stared in shock at the glowing soul of the fallen Orian Prince Kael who had suddenly appeared out of thin air. "M-Majesty!" He bowed deeply on his knees.

"Edrea," he walked passed the barrier with no problem whatsoever. He touched her face delicately, feeling the absence of her soul. "My Princess," he whispered, trying to waken her. His soul has been suppressed for so long and now that he was finally free...

He kissed the top of her head. His precious love. He didn't know where he had been kept but it had been cold and dark. The absence of light and warmth has not affected the fire inside of him. All he knew was that he suddenly found himself standing at the Solstice Chamber where his life was taken. "You will wake up, my dear beloved." He whispered to her as his hand hovered over her body extracting a dark shadow. He held it on the palm of his hands and crushed it with anger in his eyes. How dare anyone taint a Goddess' soul?

Suddenly, Edrea took a large intake of air, sitting up really fast the moment she opened her eyes. She looked to the side and her mouth felt ajar. "Brother," she whispered and embraced him tightly. He gladly returned the embrace, inhaling the scent of light and love on her.

"My beloved," he whispered, holding her tighter. Then Edrea gasped in pain, holding her chest. Kael held her at an arm's length. "What's the matter?"

"Prince Zachary," she looked up at him. "He's freed you. He k-killed the Queen." Kael looked at her with a confused look.

"We need to stop this war."
 
Zach felt his Princess's soul return and rejoiced as he fought. His flames burned brighter as he slashed away at his brother. "The Princess returns," he said so the Orian soldiers would hear in hopes to restore their morale. Aere cursed and made the shadows clutch Zach again. The Prince gasped in pain and collapsed, his flames being extinguished once again. "F*ck," Zach managed to say, clutching his chest. He was so close... Wait..!

Zach took control of his brother's shadow and forced his brother to let him go. He grinned as his brother watched in horror. Zach gathered his flames and shadows into his sword and drove it through his brother's heart. "Goodbye, brother," he murmured and watched the body fall. He retrieved his sword and went to help the soldiers fight off the rest of the evil shadows who would not give up, though most of them surrendered as they saw both the Queen and her son fall.
 
In a moment they arrived at the battle field. Kael created some sort of a Sun ball that swallowed up the darkness that encompassed the sky. Edrea, still in her previous gown, began shooting Sun arrows. The battle was almost won and that was a relief. But her soul longed for someone she has yet to find. "Sylvana!" She summoned her Animus who briefly appeared beside her, quickly tilting to the side to let Edrea hold on to her fur before Edrea swung her body upwards as Sylvana began to run towards the castle. The duo thundered through the kingdom, searching for a certain face of a certain avenging Prince.

The sky which has started to brighten was threatened to be swallowed again by darkness. As the last soldiers of the Dawntreader fell, a sudden chilling darkness engulfed the kingdom and soldiers paused in the middle of the battle. Sylvana stopped and Edrea looked at the ground littered with bodies from both the Light and the Dark. Those of the Light began helping those who were fallen and those of the Dark was left in the ground. But then, in a few moments after the darkness fell, Edrea noticed the shadows of those who died seemingly seeping through the ground, as if they were being swallowed.

She could hear her heart hammering from the cold silence. Edrea looked up at the sky. Dawn has settled over. She frowned, digging her heel at Sylvana's side to urge her start running again, faster this time as pressure to find her Prince rose twice as much. The castle loomed above them like a dark omen. Edrea dug her heel again and Sylvana ran through.

The battle has resumed, the corpses of those who have fallen seeming to rise again, to be controlled entirely of another entity. Edrea felt no soul in the bodies that moved without direction other than a constant drive to hit and do as much damage as possible. Finally they reached the entrance, running straight ahead, hoping that it was the throne room. If a battle was to happen between the two brothers, it would be somewhere over there.

But before she could confirm if she was indeed going through the right direction, a chilling voice came right from Edrea's left side, the voice talking right next to her ear. "I'm sorry, Princess. No pets allowed." She was harshly thrown off Sylvana, bouncing off the ice cold walls. Everywhere they touched her body they froze. Edrea quickly scrambled up, just in time to see a large ice sword pierce Sylvana on her throat.

"Sylvana!" Her eyes widened in horror as she saw the blood appear on her black and white fur. A loud resounding cackle bounced off the walls. As Sylvana's body fell, the Dawn Queen's figure was revealed on the other side. She smiled cruelly at the Princess.

"Finally, the Sun King's daughter, visiting my castle." She watched the horror in the Edrea's face with glee. Everything has worked out perfectly. She wanted to take the Shadowlands Kingdom for her son but mostly, she wanted the new Goddess' soul to be trapped just like her brother's. Then she would finally be able to rule all the Kingdoms and no light shall ever reach them. It was her revenge to her fellow Gods who banished her and refused to help her take back Denor. In her eyes, it was their fault Denor fell for Miria as they were the ones who allowed Gods being able to communicate to the people through their dreams. And now, their precious daughter was in her hands.

"You know, Princess, your Prince was really cute when he thought he'd have killed me." She roared with dark laughter, causing the castle made of ice to tremble. "Foolish child." She then looked Edrea in the eye. "Although he did kill me son." Her tone became angry, avenging as she walked towards Edrea, leaving a trail of coldness in her wake. She held Edrea's face, squeezing it painfully as she almost spat in her face. "Pretty little thing, aren't you? No wonder the Prince is very much in love." She laughed once more before throwing Edrea with her sheer force against another wall.

Edrea felt the pain throughout her body as she landed on the floor. But before she could even begin the stand up, the Queen was on her again, dragging her up harshly by her hair. "What a precious, fragile, thing." The Queen spat in her face before her eyes turned deathly and she gripped Edrea's throat, pushing her up against the wall. Edrea tried to kick and squirm to fight back, but the Queen simply tightened her grip. "I will enjoy killing you." She neared her face to Edrea's. "I will take your soul, fully conscious. Unlike my kind son who let you sleep, unaware." Her hand tightened even more at the mention of her son. Her hand turned to a sharp shard of eyes, pushing harshly against Edrea's chest where her heart is. "You will never know peace, find light, or love. I promise you this, my Princess."
 
Zach paused and looked up at the sky as it lightened and suddenly darkened again. He could feel Edrea was closer, which was excellent. But he saw dead soldiers rising, which was not. And if the soldiers were rising, the Queen and her son could be as well. He cursed as he cut through the previously fallen soldiers.

"Brother," he heard Aere say and he barely got turned around when he was knocked to the ground, knocking the air out of Zach's lungs, causing the flames he was engulfed in to die down. Zach looked up as Aere smirked down at him, holding a short sword of shadows. Zach cried out in pain as Aere drove it through his left shoulder, and again as Aere twisted it cruelly. Suddenly, he and Aere were swallowed by Shadows. Zach could see the Queen with Edrea, though they were not in the room. They were literally hiding in the shadows, watching and listening. Zach called out, though it was unclear if anyone outside of the shadows could hear. He cried out in pain as Aere drove his sword into his other shoulder and twisted it similarly to the other.

"You will die here, brother," Aere smiled evilly. "Without anyone knowing where you are."

"You've forgotten me," Denor said, making the shadows squeeze his younger son. Denor made the shadows hold Aere there as he lifted his elder son as gently as he could, and appeared in the Shadowlands' Averman's shadow.

"My King," the Averman keeled before him. "The Prince!!"

"Please, do what you can," Denor asked, gently lying Zach down. He was unconscious at this point and bleeding badly.

"I will do my best, My King," the Averman promised, though he looked grim. He murmured a healing spell over his shoulder wounds before he worked on the smaller cuts to stop the bleeding. With his wounds taken care of, the only thing the Prince would need now was soul energy. The Averman looked up to tell his King, but he was already gone.

Denor had portaled back to his kingdom to aid in the fight again. He stayed close to his darling wife, who he told where he had taken Zach. She seemed relieved at his news, though she was still grim as she fought. They were wearing out quickly, and the dead soldiers did not want to stay down.
 
Edrea gripped the Queen's cold hands, her warmth desperately trying to seep through. But the difference was that she may be a fallen Goddess but she was still one. She felt the loss of Zach's soul power and for a moment she faltered at the thought that he'd have died. But he couldn't have died or she'd have known. But that one moment was all the Queen needed. Her grip on Edrea's throat tightened, the Princess' skin starting to freeze from where she was touching. She could feel the cold choking her. She tried to fight but it was useless. The Queen was flushing out all the light that she has in her.

Kael walked in the battlefield, melting the ice on the ground that he walked on and pushing back the darkness. Although he needed to hurry. He could feel his sister's soul being drained. He took a moment to gather his Light and suddenly pushed back at the darkness with such force that it knocked out every soulless soldier on the field. He didn't take a second time to think and quickly appeared beside the Queen who held his sister.

"Big brother to the rescue?" The Queen smiled, her grip going tighter still. Edrea's about to go unconscious. It felt her her whole body was being frozen to death and she could feel every inch of it as it swallowed her up. "That's cute. It'd be just like that time when she stabbed you in the heart and twisted the blade while you stared at her dead in the eye." She cackled as she threw Edrea against the wall, her body was flying like it was a rag doll. The Queen held her by ice cuffs; on her wrists, ankles, and her neck. The Princess' eyes closed, her head bowing.

Kael felt the worry rush through him. He wanted to run to his sister and make sure she was alright. But he knew that it wasn't the wisest move in a battle. Especially when you were facing your strongest enemy yet. "You will not take her soul."

"Big words, from someone who experienced it first hand. You're lucky I let my son deal with you." She laughed before she ran towards him with an ice blade ready for attack. Kael swiftly blocked her, attacking her with his own sword. His Light has started to melt the castle walls, freeing the souls that she had captured.

Edrea remained unconscious as her brother and the Queen battled. The Freeze has continued to spread from her throat up in her neck and around her shoulders. The outside battle has been won, only this one needed to be finished. And soon.
 
Denor calmed the freed souls and gathered them. "Lend me your strength," he asked of them. They complied and surrounded him with their little power. He added their strength to his own and made his way to the throne room. His own Shadow Sword was considerably stronger than Zach's, and was more deadly with the added strength. He took a hold of the Dawn Queen's shadow, holding her still. Dark fury blazed in his eyes as the shadows began to wrap around her legs and climb upward in a spiral around her body, squeezing her. She deserved to suffer for everything she'd done, for how many deaths she caused, how many lost souls had nowhere to go because of her, and for keeping him locked up while he had to watch her create a monster from the seed she'd stolen from him.

The King watched in dark pleasure as the shadows began to squeeze her from the inside as well, more shadows seeming to swell around him as the souls gathered for vengence. He truly looked like the God of Shadows, the whole of his eye as black as the moonless night as his hair, long as it had been when he died, billowed slightly as if the shadows had created their own wind current around him.
 
Kael was thankful for the King's rescue. He went to his sister, quickly removing the ice shackles from her. She was still breathing, but barely. Her upper body's been mostly frozen. A frown formed on the God's face. He looked at the avenging King. If he truly wanted the Queen to perish, he will most likely perish with her completely. Then he remembered the weight of her sister on his arms. He didn't have a lot of time. He quickly ran out, finding Molrim.

"End this battle, now." Then he vanished along with the Princess before Molrim could even begin to understand that it was the Princess lying limply on Kael's arms.

Once inside the Orian Kael immediately searched for the Soul Energy of the Prince. Only then will they both heal. He quickly found it and transported them there, making the Avermans look up and step back in respect. He carefully laid down his sister beside the Shadow Prince, caressing her now pale face."Wake up, my darling Moon." He whispered to her as he placed a kiss on her forehead. He sat back up and placed their hands together, knowing full-well that they are Soulmates and how powerful such connections can be.

Kael placed his hand on top of their intertwined ones, a soft warm glow like the Sun's morning rays emitting from his palms as the glow slowly crawled towards the couple. He will not be able to bring them back but he can lead their souls to each other in the Dream World where they may return together. He frowned, they would need to get back together or neither one of them ever will.
 
Zach was in a cold and dark place. Nothing but pitch blackness all around him. No sounds, no smells, nothing but cold and guilty despair. If he'd only have listened to Edrea, they wouldn't be in this mess. Now he had no idea where she was. Somewhere far away; he could hardly sense her, and she was growing weaker by the moment. Edrea, I'm sorry, he thought desperately, hoping by some miracle she'd be able to forgive him.

Soon, he felt warmth. He turned and had to shield his eyes from a great amount of light. He hesitated, taking one step back from it. It wasn't Edrea - was it her mother or father? He felt a moment of panic that they would punish him, blame him for the very same thing he blamed himself for. But no judgement came. He soon sensed Edrea. Still, he hesitated for fear that she, who he cared for deeply, would refuse to forgive him. He swallowed as he gathered his courage and stepped towards the light, entering the warmth from his cold darkness. "Edrea," he called, looking around for her. He spotted her, finally, and went towards her. "Edrea..."

Miria finally reached the throne room with a party of soldiers. She told them not to attack as she approached the Dawn Queen, covered in her husband's shadows. Her eyes glazed with her flames as her sword was engulfed in her element. The Dawn Queen, unable to breathe, could only glare at the true Queen of the Shadowlands as the flamed sword was impaled into her chest. "For my husband," Miria spat. She withdrew her sword and stabbed her again. "For my son," and withdrew one more time before impaling her for the final time. "For my people, you wretch."

Denor let the shadows go, and sighed, his shoulders sagging a bit. He walked to his wife and drew her into his arms. "My beloved, I am so glad you are safe," he murmured. She clung to him, thankful tears filling her eyes that her beloved, though his living body was not there, was not completely lost to her. "My Denor," she cried.

The Shadow King held her as his gaze turned to the soldiers. "My friends, I thank you for aiding to free my land. Now let us return to Orian." He waved his arm and the shadows made a portal for their King that lead to their destination.
 
The place had been filled with a great white light and a vast emptiness. The whiteness had a staggering effect against her brilliant amethyst eyes. But she neither shielded nor was displeasured. She took a few tentative steps, feeling the smooth ground beneath her bare feet, unable to decide what to do. She was in a realm among many in the Dream Planes but she could not figure out how to leave. Then she heard a voice calling, a sight of a huge hollow darkness seeming to appear from far away. Then she recognized the face and the voice that called to her.

"Edrea..." she watched him with a curious surprise. How did he find her? Was he a part of this realm or was this really his soul?

"Zach?" She walked towards him slowly at first and then in a rush at the feeling of his soul being alive. She ran towards him, engulfing him in a tight embrace unable to contain her happiness when she finally reached him. She allowed herself a few moments of bliss before leaning back to look at him once more. She smiled brightly at him, holding his face in her hands. A different kind of warmth spread all over her body which began from her heart. The same kind of glow began to engulf him from where their skin touched. She didn't wait another moment before she captured his lips in a kiss, arms tightly locked around his neck.


Kael stood in the threshold to welcome the soldiers home. It's a new sunrise. He smiled as he bathed in his father's warmth. He will be home soon. Finally. He saw the Shadow King and the Fire Queen and he walked towards them. He gave a small bow. "The gates to the God's Realm will be opened again soon, King Denor. You and I will not be able to survive any longer without our physical bodies here at the plane. You are welcome to return with me and resume your seat at my Mother's kingdom."
 
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