The Light and the Darkness

Night, brings mild cold wind that breezily. The leaves dance in their branches. The sky twinkling like the eyes of the lovers. She not yet sleep, don’t know since when. Times turn over her without her notice. It so tiring.

Everything feels like dream.

Is this truly life she wanted? Is this really the things she wanted do? Once again everything feel surreal. This is not the life she wanted to lives. This is other people life.

Not her….

Morning soon will come. And one again she will see the twilight, for the zillion times. She sigh. And rise for her place she rests. She parted the curtain that separate her room and the outside world. She stepped out, the night wind dashed to her face, whistled through her hair with light wave. From the balcony where she stand she look at to the outside, to the night sky.

The sky studded by stars, the moon shine in the small light tinge.

This is her life now and what would she going to do about it.

She climb to the top of the edge of the balcony.

She have to end this.

She jump to the empty air in front of her. Open her arm like a bird want to fly.

Her body slide down fast, land at the ground majestically. And then she run as fast as she can.

Her step stopped. The palace gate stand in front of it. The gate keep slides down in front of her. They take bow with one knee.

“Princess, may I know what bring you here.” Asks one of the gate keeper.

“Rise! I will take a walk to the wood, no need to make caution.”

“We understand,” said the gate keeper. The dawn not yet rise. They want to ask but didn’t dare.

The door gate open. She take small step before she run again. Not to escape, but to find her self again. She has to find herself again, and out of this. The purpose of her life.

Her blonde almost white hair flu behind her back.

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On the other side, in another kingdom, Herados bored, bored to the death with all the stupid rubbish in front of him. He sit at one of the chair in the podium, his father sits in the middle and his uncle sits on the right side, while he sits on his father left side. In front of him some Svartálfar sit in the high chair along the side of the room. His father forces him to follow the council meeting. Don’t know until when this councilors will use flowery phrase and strike to the point. They has been talk almost a half day, and just finish talking about the nation situation when a Nosy wizard came. This is not the first time so Herados knew exactly what to expect.

Herados yawns impolitely, of course with intentionally. Something that he actually know it’s useless.

His father casts a cautionary look at him. Indeed, what was his father expected for asking him, ah… not asking, but command him to joint this council meeting, with a Nosy wizard which are always lick his father ass’s. Herados wonder how his father still sit firmly on his thorn without slide.

“Your Majesty,” The Nosy wizard rise and begin to talk. He is the only wizard in this room, and the only one that stand in the middle of the room. “With all difficulty and all sorts of dangers, recently I already put my live on the edge for a couple of month, in the mission to find the Ljósalfar sword.” Herados sneered. He know prissily that wizard has been do nothing. He just stand idle and spying the people that actually look at the sword. But Herados doesn’t care to any kind of sword. He just feel sick with the stupid people in front of him.

The wizard look at Herados with unhappy look. But too smart to let his behavior affect him.

“We have to destroy it as soon as possible your majesty! Before the hybrid found it. I heard that the mongrels has been start their movement to seek. They, the damned people can’t have hope to reign Ar’chismaytopia.” Herados look at the Nosy Wizard with bored. He found that wizard glimpse guiltily at his uncle.

His Uncle staring at the wizard indifferently. It was a common secret that his uncle has a hybrid son. Unmitigated he impregnated a Ljósalfar, not only a witch but rather a Ljósalfar. His uncle never truly admitted publicly, but he also never deny him as his son also, in additional their face was to alike to be deny. Everybody talked it behind his uncle backs. Meanwhile his uncle_ Prince Holgafar handle it nonchalantly. As if that boy never exists. His uncle is also never married, not with the hybrid girl that bears his son, nor with his folk. Even the king _king Bolgherfar _Herados father’s cannot push him to get wed, in the end King Bolgherfar stop to insist. At less his brother didn’t married the Ljósalfar hybrid’s he has impregnated. It will be the biggest disgrace for the Svartálfar.

But no matter what his uncle has been done, he is a hero in Herados eyes, his role model.

“Just by watching the hybrid movement will only take us to nowhere,” said his uncle calmly. “We will always one step behind. If that what you said with put your life on the edge, a child able to do it also.”

The witch almost choked. He look at his uncle with halter mix with terror.

“We not only watching, but we know prissily what they were doing your majesty,” said the wizard obvious stuttered.

“has you put someone into that group?” ask his uncle again slowly rise his eyebrow.

“Your highness, with the present of Prince Zeine in that organization it will be very difficult to put a Svartálfar in.”

“Hmmmm… not if the child that we put is a hybrid.”

“But I hear you not in a good term with your son, prince Holgafar?” soon after the wizard utter that words he regret it, and trembling slightly, the room soon become silent sniping.

King Bolgefar banging the arm rest of his throne startle everyone in the room.

“Watch your mouth wizard!” he snapped.

“Please spare my life your Majesty,” the wizard knee down backward. His eyes shine wit helter.

“Holgar, which hybrid child you mention is? Are you has another bastard that you hide from me!” snapped the king. His expression was furious. Herados chuckled in dismay. His father threw a sharp gaze to him. Herados pretend to unnoticed.

“What?” he asked nonchalantly without a sound. His father shake his head. In his mind hi said, if only his son more like his brother, his only regret about his brother is his scandal having bastard with the Ljósalfar hybrid. But it’s all already by his dedication, and he never even once show any attention to that child. If only he never has child with that hybrid. But he can’t ask better than this now. Everyone has their fall. More over with Ljósalfar hybrids. The king know aware how their pulchritude can be so dazzling.

On the other side his son, just like every other Svartálfar boy. Clumsy, careless, and mischievously. It is just that his son doesn’t show any progress to Svartálfar maturity. He still irresponsible just like him all the time.

Prince Holgar look at the king apathetically, neglect his question. “Of course you do remember our cousin Elgorf?”

“Ya, what’s wrong with him,” ask the king sort.

“of course you remember correctly his preference of women, right. He… doesn’t have to much preference. If I’m not forget, I remember he has one or two mongrels. Zeine also a half Svartálfar, so he doesn’t have no reason to object.”

The king scratched his chin thinking.

After a while he spook. “tell someone to summon Elgorf to palace. I want to talk about this to him,” he point to one of the royal guards. One of the pay respect and leave the room. “and you! Soon after I found the correct candidate. Make sure he can enter that group smoothly.” After said it the King wave his hand signal the councilor to disperse.

“As your command, your majesty,” the wizard take a bow and leave.

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