War of Silver and Red (11)

"No" Davlan said, it was his answer.

"Davlan, I truly hope that you mean so. You are your mother's son and its hard not to see greed in her eyes. I hope, her ambition does not affect the freedom you can achieve with your own hands. You don't have to be king to be a great person." Gaze felt his arms wrap around her and pull her closer. "Your Father and your brother, both love you. Although sometimes you may not see it. They do look out for you. Even if things seem bleak please trust that they do."

His hold tightens somewhat, Gaze couldn't help but relax more into his warmth.

"You don't need to worry" he said lightly.

"Then will you promise that no matter what happens you'll always support your brother and father" She smiles when she sees his pinky finger stretch-out to met hers. "I promise" Gaze brushed brightly and giggled a little.

"Dav, I have to go to my next lesson. I'll see you later" Gaze said the moment she saw Nicht, she didn't fail to notice the swift expression in Nicht's eyes. Fear and anxiety not to her but towards the person behind. Her expression turned to genuine heartbreak. What she refused to see was seen by the eyes of Nicht.

And Now she doesn't have hope, that he'll keep his promise.

But who is she kidding, she is also deceiving in some way. And yet it still hurts. Because she one's she is being lied to.

Tonight here another party to attend to, Gaze walks down the Hall to Meet Davlan's pure and loving look in his eyes. "You look beautiful," he says quietly, nodding down at her dress. She slips into his arm as if it was natural.

"Hopefully its over quickly, I don't like these parties all that much." Gaze starts to wonder how long she has been here in Embrace, is should be over two months or three months. They Enter the room, the King and Queen are guarded by their soldiers. Ray and his Fiancee are nowhere to be scene, which Gaze is thankful for Tamwalyn has done nothing but glare or try to hurt her.

"Here we go," Davlan says, letting go of her hand to stand at his mother's side. She clasp her hands together already missing his closeness. "So how long do I have to be here?" he asks his mother, both are of the same mind since they don't like parties and would rather enjoy the moonlight in each other's arms.

"Davlan, you can't just come and go as you please. You have duties, and you'll stay as long as you're needed."

"The boy's just bored. Not enough excitement in his day, not like back at the front," The King's says,

running a hand over his trimmed beard. "You need a cause, Dav. Cal's got his legion, he knows what

he's doing, what he wants. You need to figure out what you're going to do with yourself, eh?"

"Yes, Father," Davlan says. Though he tries to hide it, a shadow crosses his face. Gaze looks at him worriedly, and hopes he doesn't get too hurt by his father's careless words.

"I think helping me fit in here is cause enough for Davlan," She say, hoping to draw the king's disapproving eye away. When the King turns to her, Maven sighs and shoots her a grateful smile.

"And what a job he's done," the king replies, looking her over. "From what I hear, you're close to a proper lady now." He smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes.

"I was taught very, well." She says simply. As she says that Ray walks, Gaze glanced at him before she curtsied and walked to the buffet. She didn't see the conversation or look back to what's going on. Maybe she shouldn't have left to get comfort food to calm her nervous. Davlan didn't blame her as he knows she eats when she gets nervous.

Gaze picked up only one sweet and a wine before walking back quickly, she saw Davlan's darkened Gaze as he watched his father and brother, his mother was full on ignoring it. She seemed happy that he was upset with the pair of males.

When he turned his Gaze towards her, it was like all that washed away and was replaced with his loving eyes. She walked forward and started to consume the wine elegantly as she walked back to her place with a heavy heart.

Ray gives her glance as a greeting and she smiles back. She then links her arms into Davlan, and he lead her to a pair of chairs so that the could both sit down together to enjoy the wine and sweets she brought.

The King frowns at this act of closeness, while , the Queen gives nothing more then disgust. Tamwalyn continues to give the look of wanting to kill her. While, Ray, freezes.

"It sweet" Davlan says as Gaze feeds him a square sweet.

"Yes, although it was rather hard to convinces the chiefs to make them. Well, I mean it's a sweet from usually eaten by Reds. But its such a shame that no one wants to experiment sometimes."

She leans her head to the side as she watches Davlan picked another of his own accord, and willingly chews. Gaze pauses for a moment, a bad feeling waddles its way into her heart.

"Vena, What's wrong?" Davlan askes, seeing her face become pale. Vena is a nickname off the Silver title she received. He calls her thought because he knows she still feels uncomfortable with this name.

"Gold" is was a hum from the Temples wall, it was warning her of something. When it flash a memory in her mind.

"I don't know, I feel like something bad is about to-" She was cut off when a loud explosion from above. Davlan had long pulled her close to protect her from whatever was happening.

As three People, with wings, came down from the Cracks shocking the entire party into fear. Their wings where made of light and they where golden. Gaze remembered that their where other races of blood that touched this world other then.

The Gold Race was a people of the sky, their homes among lands that fly in the Clouds. Their blood golden and they where one of the Races that hated all others with an intense passion.

The Temple poured more memories of what it remembered about this Race. It was their she saw herself, the Queen of the Red Blood. Mercilessly killing a gold blood and bringing fear to that race. However, that her had violet eyes instead of her own brown eyes. What does that mean?

"Ah, You Silvers. It has been about 800 years since our last meeting." Said a woman with golden hair and eyes. The Golden Race all look the same, both hair and Eyes glow golden and bright. And all their abilities revolve around light, the sun, and anything the brings light.

The Silvers can only manipulate nature that already exist.

"Since you are the largest, Silver Empire, we will spare you for another day." The women smiles sadistically.

Gaze holds onto Davlan wanting to get behind him, for some reason she feels that if the see her now. Things might get even worse. One of the Golden glances his eyes over to Davlan who Gaze is hiding behind.

"You Silvers aren't the only ones who lived in the world. Although you may have forgotten." Said the male Golden who suddenly started talking he looked very sharply at what seemed to be Davlan. "Your used to be so pathetic as you wagged your tails to the Red Queen. Unlike us who where forced into slumber by her. I excited and can't wait to see the punishment you'll face when the Queen returns." He laughed with a bright smile as he flow away, returning to the sky. The other two Golden looked in the direction that their comrade was looking at and smiled before also flying away.

Gaze finally got this piece of the Puzzle, the reason the Silvers had gotten opportunity was most likely because of herself's leniency. She wondered if that 'her', had seen this coming if she did then could that mean.

The temple then began its repairs upon itself, as it closed up the hole left by the Golden.

As for the Races who where put to sleep, things are starting to make sense to her. Yet, the meaning of it implies a lot. She wondered what was the intension of the 'her' then.