Category: Fanfiction

The next mark on their map took them to the Ancient Puturum. It appeared avian in nature, a skeleton of a bird made in stone. Lord Red studied the creature as Deneve, and the black spirit received the memories from it. Of course, the same thing happened as the first time but seeing Deneve sink…
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Lord Red and Deneve found themselves high in the Crescent Mountains. They had spent the last week acquiring materials needed to make part of the key. They would have customarily headed back to Atosa’s camp after as they usually did. However, circumstances beyond their control had interrupted their usual routine. It rained, and since rain…
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They were almost there. At least, that was Deneve’s hope. Aakman was far south in the desert, further than she had traveled previously. The trip hadn’t been terrible, but it was long as she refused to take a camel. Finally, they saw it. A couple of tents with fencing around them to keep the sand…
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After overhearing Deneve’s chat with Saya, Lord Red followed her to the King’s chambers. He realized he was stalking her, but his curiosity to see what she would do next was getting the better of him. Placing himself just above one of the many windows, he could listen in on the conversation between Deneve and…
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Once Deneve left the Castle, she headed to Barhan’s villa. She would have preferred to go back there on better terms. But that was now water under the bridge. Just as she started to care for Barhan, his real intentions came through. He cared for her, but that seemed to stop when it came to…
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Are you going to ask him about the terrible thing? Yes, I am. There is no telling what else could be there, and you know we are both feeling compelled to go back. I don’t want to go there again, but you’re right. There is something about that place that calls to me for a…
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Lord Red watched as Deneve disappeared before his eyes. His heart dropped when she didn’t reappear by teleporting herself back. She didn’t look too good when she reached out to steady herself on the pillar. He ignored the feeling of panic that started to race through him and studied the room, looking for any clue…
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Kayal’s grip on Deneve hadn’t loosened, and his gaze turned hard, “The more important question is why you didn’t leave?” “I don’t know,” Deneve admitted. “It just didn’t seem right. I wasn’t trying to deceive you, but….” “You’re in a strange situation,” Kayal said, “And you want what is best for Mediah.” “Yes. My primary…
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It had been a week since Deneve had woken, and her fever finally broke three days later, but Kayal kept Deneve in his private rooms. He had slept in an adjoining room, leaving her with his bed. Even a fallen Prince seemed to have privileges and luxuries everyday folks didn’t. They were sharing dinner when…
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