Valu, King of the Dead Part 2

After fifty years of war, Jasper grew bored and released Valu at the gate of the Kingdom of the Fey. The fairies hadn’t seen war in quite some time, and going up against angels who had been at war most of their lives took it’s toll.

The shields were down and the town lay in ruins. As he walked, he saw men women and children laying in the rubble. He rushed to them only to find them long dead. He found himself in front of the palace, and walked inside.

Having been a part of a long and brutal war, the palace was largely untouched. There was something rather eerie about the emptiness. His steps echoed in the large halls and his heart was pounding in his ears.

He reached the throne room, praying to see his parents waiting for him with outstretched arms. When he opened the large tomb added to the room. Reading the description, this was the final resting place of his mother.

He started to cry and called out for his father who did not answer him. Searching the palace for hours, he finally found him in the ballroom. The large windows once overlooked the beautiful kingdom, but now it overlooked ruins death. It was here that his father took his own life.

The only thing Valu could do was accept his new reality. He moved his father to his mother’s tomb, took some gold from the treasury, and set the kingdom on fire. He stood in the tree line watching everything he had ever known burn to ash, before setting off for a new life.

 

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Valu, King of the Dead Part 2

Family Matters

Jasper sat on a makeshift throne in the Great Cave just north of the Kingdom of the Fey, tapping his nails impatiently on it’s arm. “They’re taking quite a while to show up.”

Valu looked up from where he was chained with tired swollen eyes, his gray hair matted with blood. And through it all, he kept his composure. “You’ll never win.”

Jasper grinned. “But haven’t I already won? I have a real live fairy chained to my wall, and not just any fairy, a royal one. And last I saw, my actions have caused your mother so much grief that she has fallen ill.” Valu’s eye twitched. He wanted to wait a bit longer before he unleashed his wings. But Jasper was really pushing it.

The cave was cold, and he shivered. He went for humility, and let his weakness show. “…Please, may I have a blanket?” Valu turned his gaze upward at the blind angel, and he watched him frown. “And why should I do that?” “Because you know I am of no use to you dead. They will not compromise their safety for my carcass.”

Jasper took a deep breath. “Very well.” He snapped his fingers and a young boy angel came at once. “Orion, fetch me a blanket for our dear ‘guest.'” At once, Orion ran off in search of a blanket. “Good boy.”

Family Matters

The King’s Decree

My dear loyal subjects our safety has been compromised. Sometimes during the night, our beloved Prince Valu of the Fey has gone missing. Our heart sinks as there are clues that angels might be to blame, although there is no indication of how they found us or how they have taken Valu.

The terrible news has shocked and destroyed Queen Merriment so much that she has taken ill. There will be periodic updates on her condition and our Valu as they come. Please refrain from leaving these walls until we are sure you are safe.

We could use more guardsmen and militia. If you are interested, please see a guardsmen and he will direct you to the proper official to begin the training process.

Good day, my people.

You may go.

The King’s Decree

Valu the King of the Dead

In the pale moonlight, his wings shimmered and shone. Nobody could capture his interest and the ancient prince’s eyes drooped. For centuries, humans and creature’s alike had searched hither and yon in attempt to locate the Kingdom of the Fey, whilst they debated among-st themselves whether fairies even existed or not.

On this night, his carelessness would lead to the compromise of his beloved kingdom, and the end to any peace he may have taken for granted.

Jasper saw in his orb a sleeping young fairy, and pointed his silent militia toward the entrance of the Kingdom of the Fey. The rouge angels glided across the ground, and easily seized their young prince.

With him in their possession, they returned to their hideout in the woods and awaited the Royals’ realization that their son had been stolen. When the sun was high, the trumpets sounded and the kingdom gathered at the palace gates to hear what would be said, and the guards stood on high alert. The king stood in front of his loyal subjects, clearing his throat, and they all went silent.

Valu the King of the Dead