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Morning Meetings

The Fyre Kingdom

"The time has come ." The king spoke to his guard as He made his way to the meeting room in the Fyre Kingdom. The room was long and narrow. A long table nearly filling it. The table was built from the same black volcanic glass that made up the rest of the castle. The ceiling had been closed off in the meeting room for privacy. The rest of the castle′s ceilings were tinted in translucent glass in shades of oranges, reds, and yellows. The tinted ceilings sent light through the whole castle from the never ending source of light that covered the lands. In the meeting room, the room was lit by torches along the wall, and another in a bowl that lay in the center of the long table.

The King entered the room, lighting the torches on entrance with a single thought. His guard followed closely, carrying maps, and other documents with him. Taking his place at the table, the King leaned back in his chair, and placed his feet on the table. One foot kicked over the other before resting comfortably. His hands folded neatly in his lap as he waited for His guard to place the maps and documents on the table. He had just returned from the Capitol where he had been meeting with the other Royals from the other kingdoms within the realm. During this meeting He had made a very special announcement involving the Fyre and Earth Kingdoms. The door opened, and the King′s chin tilted upwards to watch the three new arrivals enter the room. Aidan Carnell, The Naur Ando Vakha, Diana Bast, the Arda Ando Vakha, and lastly, Faen Kane, the newest Addition to His council, the Shalaath of Naur Ando. Once the three were seated, The King moved his feet to the floor, and sat upright to place his folded hand neatly ln the table before him in one fluid motion. "I appreciate all of you coming on such short notice." He began, giving a nod to his guard, who immediately unrolled the map onto the table before the three of them.

"I know Aidan is very familiar with the lands, and the rest of you should become very familiar with them yourselves soon" he gave them all a moment to look over the map. "Today in the meeting between the Royals I announced plans to open up the islands to training soldiers for the Earth Kingdom. Each of you will have an island to watch over. Melodie as well." He pointed to one of the smaller islands in the middle. "This is Mela, the Main island. This is where the portal opens up. Naur Ando already existed there before, so the building is set up. The portal is hidden by a maze of hallways that only Aidan and I can navigate. Once we settle into the lands, he will show both of you the way."� His finger trailed along to the islands just to the south of the larger main land. "This is where those who have completed training will be based. Tor Mir. The land is filled with crystal mines."� He looked to His Guard. "You and Faen will take turns watching over this island, as well as Yanyoga."� He moved His finger along the map once more to the smaller island on the opposite side of the larger land above. "There will be slight training here, but only the basics. The majority of the training will be on these two islands." He moved his finger down along the island to touch both places on the map. "Styx has been nicknamed isle of bones since that is where the remains from Eden and execution island are sent. New recruits are sent there as well. Whoever survives gets sent to the devil′s backbone for further training."� He looked to Faen. "We will discuss those more in depth later. These two islands are yours though."� His hazel eyes shifted towards Diana. "You help out with any assistance Faen needs. Sian Draug is where the wolf troops will train and hunt. Melodie is in charge of them."� pausing, He placed one hand on either side of the map, and looked between the three of them. "Any questions?"� he asked with a tilt of His head.

Months before

Time has a way of moving quickly, and changing us without even realizing it.  Years can pass in the blink of an eye, and You′ve become someone You never thought possible without even realizing it, or even thinking about it.  Years had passed, yet is seemed like only Yesterday that he′d had his first meeting with The Queen of the Black Kingdom.  He′d respected her always, and always would.  As He finished cleaning up the office He′d set up in the Fires of the South, His thoughts drifted back to that day.

"Surviving the death of your beloved with grace is the Greatest Strength one can possibly posess.  I believe you are capable of keeping his memory alive within you, and far surpassing any other ruler in your strength to do so."  He said in a steady and polite tone. "Just waking in the morning and leaving bed is more than enough for some.  The fact that you sit before me is proof of Much Strength."

It was nearly five years since He′d said those words to her, now they were here.  So many things had happened along the way, and it was impossible to tell what decisions had been made along the way that made something that had once seemed so wonderful something to be dreaded.  Her words to Him rang in His mind once more.

"I am ready. I know I have much to learn Sir. I do hope that within our communications, you would offer me aid if I am confused or not sure on how something should be handled. Until I have learned what it is required of a Queen to rule in her husband′s stead...."

She′d grown into a wonderful Queen, one to be proud of.  Now things had taken an ugly turn, and It was hard to stay.  He no longer could stay, even for His dear friend.  He would remain Her friend, or hoped to at least after all was said and done.  

The room was now bare, only the desk He sat at remaining.  Once again He′d drawn up papers for Her to look over, and sign.  These papers were not like the ones He′d given her on that day though.  These papers were for Her to sign the Southern Isles over to Him, and make them officially a part of the Fyre Kingdom.  He stared at the papers for a long moment, a full minute passing before He realized that He hadn′t been breathing.  So many thoughts and emotions were moving so quickly, it was impossible to distinguish one from another.

Someone spoke.  Who? He wasn′t quite sure.  The words drew his attention, but He couldn′t understand them.  His Mind was in a distant place, lost in His tangled thoughts.  He should be going though, He knew that much.  With a soft nod of His head, He acknowledged the man in the doorway.  His hands had begun to warm without Him even realizing it.  Smoke rose around his fingertips, the smell reminding him that the wooden desk  was there.  He forced himself to stand, and nodded to the papers. the boy quickly grabbed them, and rolled them up.  Closing His eyes, The Fyre King, and former Regent sifted them to the Castle where the Queen resided.  Once they arrived, He remained perfectly still, unable to open His eyes.

Today

Underneath the castle on Mela

How much time that had passed since He had last stepped through the portal was unknown to the King.  It was almost strange to step through the glowing sphere of shattered fragments where the veil between realms had been broken.  The once lively sounds He had grown accustomed to were now replaced by a deafening silence.   Torches lit with a single thought from the King along the maze of hallways leading to the main area of the castle.  A thin layer of dust coated everything. A line of guards followed behind Him, immediately following the orders given to them that very morning.  Waving them ahead with one hand, He used the other to wipe a finger along one of the tables along the hallway.  His thoughts wandered back to when He had been there last.  He had already taken some personal time away from the responsibilities He′d taken on in the Kingdom before He′d officially stepped away.  In the end He had left completely.  He had hoped for an easy and peaceful break, but That hadn′t been the case.  The Queen had kept the lands as part of the Kingdom, still considering them his.  No one else would be allowed to touch the lands, They always had been, and always would be his.  That was the arrangement that had been made.

As the guards went about their orders, He made His way to where His office had been.  The office had been set up similar to the office He worked from within the Fyre Kingdom.  The desk was carved from wood taken out of the dark forest, the chair′s frame carved from the Black volcanic stone. Red fabric covered the cushioning added for comfort in the long days He would spend in this very room before.  His fingertips left a winding trail along the desk as He brushed them over the dusty surface.  Pulling the chair out, He sat down in one quick motion, a cloud of dust billowing around Him.  Leaning back in the Chair, He kicked his feet up onto the desk and laced His fingers behind His head.  

The dust beginning to line the bookshelf was obscuring the titles of the books.  His eyes closed, and He took in the musky scent of the room that had once been such a major part of his life.  It would be again He hoped.  He wanted nothing more.  Plans would slowly begin to take effect, and the islands would be booming with action again.  Perhaps He′d even go for a hunt on Eden.  It had been awhile since His last hunt.  A smile formed at the thought of it.  Oh it was good to be back.  Soon enough the winery would be back in business.  Everything would finally be as it should be.  Life would be perfect once more.

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