anyways... hope you like it to some extent! Oh...the prologue is slightly vague, it clears up further into the story though. Hoping to have chapter 1 posted soon, it's almost finished.1
Prologue
Emperor Carrion glared at the Aquarian who had dared enter his palace. The man was old and spindly, not much of a threat. Definitely not well enough to be a messenger. Then again, Aquarian appearances were often deceptive. “What does this wretch seek after so badly that he dare enter my palace?” He bellowed. The saying was old and overused, but it was Carrion's favourite. He felt as though it gave him power and dominance over men. He awaited an answer from either of the guards stationed at the man's sides.
“My master, the man refuses to state his name and the matter of his business. He claims that it is of utmost urgency that he speaks to you in private. He bares no weaponry on his person,” the guard on the left replied, bowing low in respect for his Emperor. The guard sounded unsure about allowing the man to see his emperor. Aquarians could be deceiving.
“Let him come forward. You are dismissed,” Carrion shooed them with a wave of his hand. Surely the man couldn't hurt him. He completely ignored the insecurity in his guards voice as there were many hidden around the room. A man of such age couldn't lay a finger on him without some form of weapon. What did the wretch of a man want from him? Such men had hurt and mocked him. They had never given his beliefs a chance. Perhaps he was begging for forgiveness?
“I have noticed that there has been much trauma behind Cloak lines. There is no known way for you to become victorious over my people, the Aquarians. We have cut you off at every entrance to victory you seem to have come across. Your hope has been lost,” the man paused and grinned up at the emperor.
Had the man come only to mock him? Carrion pounded a hard fist onto his throne's armrest in outrage. “What gives you the audacity to openly mock me? Do you have a proposal or a message, or am I free to call the guards to have to removed and stoned?” He yelled. Beads of spittle flew from his mouth and stuck to his lips.
“Forgive me if I have insulted you, that wasn't my intention. I have come because I have found of a secret that if you learned to yield, it would amount to your victory. You see, I have learned of another, what shall we call it?” the man paused and rubbed his spider like fingers over his chin in concentration. “Reality perhaps. There are many books on how to enter this other reality, but they are all written in a different code. Our language has two alphabets, the Aquarian and English. Not many know how to read this English, and those that do are on my side of the lines. However, I am able to read these strange inscriptions. I also gained knowledge of a single human being that dwells within the alternate reality whom has the hidden skills and power to earn victory. She of course, must be convicted to work with you. I am willing to do that.”
Carrion glared at the man. Could he be trusted? Probably not, but the proposal was one that could bring
them great wealth and rid them of the Aquarians at last. He decided to take the chance. The man couldn't lay a finger on him after all. “How have you come across this information?”
“A Cloak caught on Aquarian grounds will tell you anything when his life is on the lines,” the man's grin widened and his eyes were laced with something horrible. Carrion was pleased at the sight.
“Now, my good man, what is it that you ask in return?” Carrion asked; there was always a catch, but he would do nearly anything for this victory.
“Money, your youngest daughter and a portion of your palace. Of course, when you wipe out the Aquarians, I must live,” he glanced expectantly up at the Cloak emperor.
“Done, although I have but one question for you. Isn't it against Aquarian morals for a girl to be handed over to a man in marriage unless the girl is truly in love, especially a very young girl to a very old man?” Carrion was curious. And elder would surely follow the ancient rules set by the Wise One, wouldn't he?
“Oh yes, but I no longer have interest in Aquarian morals. My time here is limited, and so I have decided to live it freely. I shall not dissatisfy. I trust that my new quarters will be ready upon my decision to move in?”
“Of course, I shall consult with my architects right away. I have been much intrigued by your proposal, however, you had best treat my daughter well. What happens to be your name?” Carrion was dangerously delighted. Dangerously only because he knew he shouldn't be so quick to trust the man, but there was something in the man's eyes that made him believe. Sincerity perhaps? He couldn't tell. He stroked his dark beard, pondering the consequences.
“If it so pleases you, I wish not to give my name. I do not wish for all of Aquariazzi to turn their backs on me, I'll need their trust and support if I'm to follow through with this. However, you may refer to me as Suirikal.”
“As you wish, I look forward to your partnership. The books are in the library behind the forbidden door. A guard is stationed there and upon approaching, whisper 'Those are the books of which life is sustained.' He shall allow you entry only then.”
Suirikal grinned and nodded. He bowed and headed towards the library. Carrion was almost surprised the man knew where the library was located, but decided that he must have asked his Cloak. He rose from his throne and headed towards his youngest daughter's, Lithuania's, chambers to tell her of her arranged marriage. The man was old, and his daughter only fifteen, but that was the way of the Cloaks. If she was not treated well, Carrion would clobber the old hag until he died. She was beautiful; Suirikal would not be disappointed with her.
The idea is neat and amazing. I got a strange and an eerie feeling for Suirikal. Hope you continue it!
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