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was not so wrapped up in magic that he couldn’t appreciate Ameerah’s beauty. That was simply a fact, no matter what type of creature you were. But if killing her became necessary, it would not really present a large problem for him. He didn’t particularly like her tongue or her sarcasm. Alchemy viewed her like a beautiful deer in the forest. From a distance, he could appreciate a creature of the gods, but in that same train of thought, he’d have no problem putting a knife through her heart. Her death might simply be necessary to complete The Plan.
He would marry her as Khayri, perhaps even enjoy a wedding night fit for a king and eventually, he could see himself killing her.
He snapped out of his deep thoughts to notice that Ameerah was now nearing her place beside him and was openly staring in his direction. It could not be possible for her to see through this expertly crafted spell, yet he could feel her gaze burning holes through him. She looked neither happy nor at peace. He gave her an awkward nod and a smile that came off more sickening then sincere. That didn’t really help things much at all. God, this body was sweating. He almost felt it would just be easier to erase all of the humans in this room and use no subterfuge at all. But that wasn’t part of The Plan and The Plan was the only thing that mattered. The time had come for Alchemy to really concentrate and pull off the second stage. But Ameerah’s reproachful gaze threatened to tilt the entire scheme out of balance.
“My dear friends, we are all part of a wonderful event today. We are not separated by station or class, but one kingdom united by the simplest of traditions: a wedding. For the first time in history, a new King and Queen of the people will be crowned in the presence of our God, our kingdom and each of us.”
Ameerah was hearing the words the elder spoke, but they weren’t sinking in. On what was supposed to be a wonderful day, she now felt anxiety teamed with a sickening and overwhelming sense of dread. This could not possibly be Khayri, a man she new practically as well as she knew herself. He hadn’t even spoken a word, yet somehow she sensed that something dreadful had happened overnight and that she must get to the bottom of this before she enjoyed one second of her wedding. Even when he grabbed her hand, in an effort to calm her nerves, something felt off. And it wasn't just the overall sweatiness of their connection, though she had to admit that this was new. She felt as if she was missing something elemental, but couldn't figure out what it was.
There was a wonderful mixture of people in attendance to witness this historic event. But the real action bustled just beneath the surface, as rampant thoughts careened wildly through the minds of those individuals who stood calmly in the front of the room.
Alchemy was struggling mightily with control. His battle to hold his appearance and mannerisms was failing. Ameerah was scared and frustrated because she simply couldn’t put a finger on what was wrong; but something was really wrong. Atiene sensed that his friend was worried about something and looked almost frightened by it. Rorgue knew something was amiss, but was also very hungry.
Because all of them had ulterior thoughts and fears, absolutely no one was paying attention to the most important ceremony in the history of the kingdom.
They had now reached the apex of any wedding ceremony. The elder had finished with all of his sage words of wisdom, songs had been sung, stories had been told and the end of the ceremony was near. When these vows were created, the young couple had decided to finalize their marriage with the phrases that had first bound them as friends.
Ameerah stared into a stranger’s eyes and uttered, “You can count on me”.
To which her betrothed answered, “And I, you.”
All of her fears had been realized. She hadn’t wanted to be right, but she knew now that somehow, the man that she was about to
He would marry her as Khayri, perhaps even enjoy a wedding night fit for a king and eventually, he could see himself killing her.
He snapped out of his deep thoughts to notice that Ameerah was now nearing her place beside him and was openly staring in his direction. It could not be possible for her to see through this expertly crafted spell, yet he could feel her gaze burning holes through him. She looked neither happy nor at peace. He gave her an awkward nod and a smile that came off more sickening then sincere. That didn’t really help things much at all. God, this body was sweating. He almost felt it would just be easier to erase all of the humans in this room and use no subterfuge at all. But that wasn’t part of The Plan and The Plan was the only thing that mattered. The time had come for Alchemy to really concentrate and pull off the second stage. But Ameerah’s reproachful gaze threatened to tilt the entire scheme out of balance.
“My dear friends, we are all part of a wonderful event today. We are not separated by station or class, but one kingdom united by the simplest of traditions: a wedding. For the first time in history, a new King and Queen of the people will be crowned in the presence of our God, our kingdom and each of us.”
Ameerah was hearing the words the elder spoke, but they weren’t sinking in. On what was supposed to be a wonderful day, she now felt anxiety teamed with a sickening and overwhelming sense of dread. This could not possibly be Khayri, a man she new practically as well as she knew herself. He hadn’t even spoken a word, yet somehow she sensed that something dreadful had happened overnight and that she must get to the bottom of this before she enjoyed one second of her wedding. Even when he grabbed her hand, in an effort to calm her nerves, something felt off. And it wasn't just the overall sweatiness of their connection, though she had to admit that this was new. She felt as if she was missing something elemental, but couldn't figure out what it was.
There was a wonderful mixture of people in attendance to witness this historic event. But the real action bustled just beneath the surface, as rampant thoughts careened wildly through the minds of those individuals who stood calmly in the front of the room.
Alchemy was struggling mightily with control. His battle to hold his appearance and mannerisms was failing. Ameerah was scared and frustrated because she simply couldn’t put a finger on what was wrong; but something was really wrong. Atiene sensed that his friend was worried about something and looked almost frightened by it. Rorgue knew something was amiss, but was also very hungry.
Because all of them had ulterior thoughts and fears, absolutely no one was paying attention to the most important ceremony in the history of the kingdom.
They had now reached the apex of any wedding ceremony. The elder had finished with all of his sage words of wisdom, songs had been sung, stories had been told and the end of the ceremony was near. When these vows were created, the young couple had decided to finalize their marriage with the phrases that had first bound them as friends.
Ameerah stared into a stranger’s eyes and uttered, “You can count on me”.
To which her betrothed answered, “And I, you.”
All of her fears had been realized. She hadn’t wanted to be right, but she knew now that somehow, the man that she was about to
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