The Great Black King

750 B.

covered by a white cloak. It was as if I was seeing Mary herself-the chosen

in love with her or accepted death for loving that woman. Elaine was like a deity in a fragile, delicate, and morta

ush-but also for dedicating herself to a cause as she did (even though secretly I considered

anger. He hated situations where he had no control, and with Elaine, he was never

she taught him to step out of his comf

d, but Azrael pointed to the demons that consta

ng ha

r allow anything to touch his favorite child, his deadly weapon that would bring

d see Calisto burning with the anger that ignited his chest.

f," he said with a wicked smile,

rs, and when he looked at her up close, when Elaine's eyes opened, he w

for him to be brought down from the heavens and f

if this were a dream, I would

me with such disbelief that I almost believed

ong way," he began, a

shut

sto's hand

aid you woul

whether it was co

as hindering rather than trying to be helpful, but that wasn't a fact that extended

ed him with a smi

Latin. A prayer, it seemed, and from afar, I could hear the screams of the demons and

," I said, playing my final card, "but

pain was apparent when he told Asra that he would never make her his queen

nd now I used tha

"but be careful," he added, and if I didn't know that Calisto was incapable of lovi

wil

before he pulled away. I felt my breath pause for too l

ly thinking of the obvious, that I would try to attack Elaine with magic, but I

at do you think you're

ord," he shouted mentally, too loud

brief impulse on my tiptoe

l, and then on the ground; I would dra

cript, Elaine stared at me intensely as I charged tow

the one who carries the blood

to read, but now that I had to hear them come

arely left my mouth when a golden spear that seemed made of ligh

, "the one who carries the

know. I dodged, and with a quick movement and a spin in the air, I attacked her again with precision,

that moment because Elaine-unlike the spoiled Duchess Asra-had trained for

spear and Asra's beautiful littl

t," I m

ord to miss, l

ht, "it's just a dream. So

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