Daughters, Swords &Dragons

"Regasus and Alcon will never let you get away with this evil!" Vastus growled.

"That's exactly why I shall give a royal speech after his majesty has passed" Ara put on a sad face.

Clearing his throat he spoke sorrowfully "Lord Regasus Oder Alcon betrayed his majesty joining with the black knight army he lay siege on his majesty's castle." Ara rambled.

Vastus eyes widened in disbelief "No, you would make Regasus take the fall of your deeds."

Ara cackled "Yes, it's rather brilliant Isn't it? on assassination of the Emperor by king Alcon? I order for the head of Regasus and his kindred as compensation for his treachery."

"You will never succeed Ara the people will never be deceived by your tricks."

The raw sorrow in his eyes satisfied Ara "Enough tattling old man Roriath proceed."

"No!" Laifeyar screamed as vastus's head left his shoulders.

Rising from the throne Ara picked up his father's head watching as life dripping from the neck "Fascinating he looks better dead. Put it on a stake before the people, tell them it's lord Regasus doing he is cruel and evil."

Roriath stared at the empress who bitterly wept horrified by the monster she had birthed "What about your mother prince Ara?"

"Emperor Ara." He corrected

Then looked at his mother with disgust "Mother do you wish to join father on his trip to the gods land?"

Laifeyar sobbed as her son stooped down he reached out to touch her but she slapped his hand away "You monster."

"You loved him enough to never care for your own children fine, death would be a pleasure for you anyway as you'll be able to follow him to the afterlife,"

He looked her in the eye "Cut out her tongue so she can never speak the truth to anyone." he said rising up.

The terror in her eyes pleased him "If she tries to write something as well cut her fingers. Keep her in a glass case in my room, so at least I will look at her every morning and she will have to look at the man who murdered her lover."

Her eyes were red with tears "Every waking morning she will look at me, she will hate me as she could not love me."

Two black knights dragged her out of the throne room her wails a balad to her ear drums.

Ara paused letting everything sink in as he felt the iron of the throne beneath his fingers the shape of the golden dragon in his back, he couldn't believe.

His shoulders shook with on containable laugh in a throne room surrounded with dead bodies and spilled blood "I killed the Emperor!"

He bawled over clutching at his stomach "I killed the emperor can you believe it Roriath! it feels amazing!"

"You have done well your majesty."

"Thank you Roriath, I have excellent counsel. Now about the Alcon royal family of Alcon and my brothers." he said taking his seat on the throne.

Roriath spoke "I will send men to haunt down Regasus and Weria then bring them for execution in the public execution ground."

Ara nodded "What of the daughter's?"

"It's not advisable to kill off the Alcons they are the power of the six kingdoms, they have knowledge worth centuries old. They also know the secrets of the dragon." Roriath explained.

"So what do you propose we do?" Ara enquired crossing his legs.

"Capture them alive and use them for your bidding, if necessary marry the eldest and secure the power of the Alcons."

An impressed grin widened on Ara's face "You are an impressively smart man Roriath."

Roriath bowed "Thank you, your majesty."

"I don't like it. It means I cannot trust you." Ara said smiling.

Fear clouded roriath's mind and he went one knee "I swear fealty to the throne your majesty I can never betray you."

Ara sat up "Since you say so, then cut your hand."

Shaken Roriath looked at the young man sitting on the throne with a cruel smile on his face "What?"

"You can cut my father's hand and my mother's tongue but you cannot cut your own hand?" Ara vexed.

Sweat gathered at the base of his neck, he dripped within his armour as he raised his sword to chop off his own hand "Stop!"

Ara's laughter echoed in the throne room "My Goodness you should have seen you face, it was a joke a harmless joke.

Roriath swallowed forcing a laugh as Ara gave the order.

"Hunt my brothers down and bring them to me dead or alive."