"They're here, your majesty." A Faceless said to with a bow.
"I always hated that dinner was used to discuss matters. it always seed like a stain to speak while we ate." I reminisced, seated upon the table.
Around , the many Faceless and nobles gathered, shrouded in chatter and false smiles. God, I hate every last one of these fuckers.
"Are any of my Dukes here?"
"The Dutches is here, as is Lord Mimir," replied the Faceless.
Already bored with the dry replies of the Faceless, I waved him off. It might have been a mistake making these types of people. I like looking at the pain and torn of a man's heart. These faceless are… so broken they don't even know what it feels like to be broken anymore.
"Before you go. Where is Tenebrae?"
The Faceless didn't answer.
'Leave." I said, knowing they didn't know. And turned my eyes towards the entrance as dozens of Lords and ladies of my court gathered with anticipation in their eyes.
The Pale Lord didn't have a na for herself. The Realm of Oblivion had been locked for a long ti, and this was the first ti anyone would see her. And with her being so reclusive, it seed odd she'd even agree to this.
Relaxed in my chair, a chill suddenly danced along my spine, drawing my attention toward the entrance that opened. Laws receded and coiled, silencing the anticipative crowd, as a young child tall as Ty stood. Draped in silvery attire, a small girl with dead eyes stood with one of the coldest expressions I'd seen since Zariel.
Silence engulfed the room as her beauty outshone even the prettiest of won. The Pale Lord stood still with such a cold regal grace even I had to smile as she stepped in.
"Presenting the Lord of the Cold Etheral, the Willow of the End, the Knight of Ash, and Lord of the Eternity, the Pale Lord."
Frowning, noticing a missing title on her head, I couldn't help but smile in appreciation as my attention shifted to the Daughter of Hades. Station behind the Pale Lord, holding her hand almost like her mother, I couldn't help but chuckle at the similarities.
"Presenting the Lord of the Underworld, the Pillar of Dispair, Devourer of Gods, and Lord of the Oblvian, Lord linoe."
What's up with everyone with silver hair? I got it. The pale lord has it. Even linoe has it. I should make so rules against it… its a little childish, but I like being childish.
linoe scanned the room with her cold, indifferent eyes, narrowing them with a poised expression. She looked directly at . Finding a smile as she tugged at the Pale Lord.
"Found him."
"Release my hand." Said the Pale Lord, glancing upwards.
linoe glanced down. " No. You're in ti out."
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"They're pretty. Is that the daughter?"
"No, it can't be; they don't appear to have the sa features." Lord Ginnis, one of my kingdom's most prodigious rchants, whispered. "Interesting."
"So her na really is Pale Lord. How could it be a little girl,' soone in the crowd added.
"Shhh. You should know better than to question soone's appearance."
'But she's so cute!" A woman I didn't appear to recognize whispered.
"Shhh!"
"She like a doll! I want hugs!"
Hearing how the conversation sohow derailed, I pald my face, embarrassed for my people's idiocy.
At least speak using divinity, so no one hears it.
Feeling the eye of the Pale Lord land on , I rely showed a smile as she sneered and tugged on linoe's hand.
"What the hell type of relationship do those two have? You know what? I forgot linoe is bat-shit crazy. I wonder how much worse she's beco?"
Rising to my feet, the audience paused and parted, forming a path for the Pale Lord and linoe.
"It is a pleasure to see you two again." I started in a magnanimous voice. "Welco to the Kingdom of Noctem."
"Why the formalities?" linoe asked, tilting her head. "We killed together. Faught together. I'd expect a hug or a handshake from you, as would my Father and Mother."
Startled for a second or two, I laughed and slapped myself on the head. "Then forgive ."
Shadow Stepping in front of linoe, I smiled. "It's good to see you again," I said, hooking my arm around linoe's neck with a large grin.
linoe giggled and nodded. " Good. That's more like it."
"I see linoe is not the only one who needs training." The Pale Lord remarked dryly, shaking her head. " To be so informal is unbecoming of royalty. Seems Tenebrae has much to teach you."
"You have no idea." A rich, gentle voice replied, startling the Lords and Ladies around , who all saluted, almost all falling to their knees.
Catching the look of absolute worship in the eyes of the people around , I could only sigh at how beloved Tene was. I might be king, but Tenebrae was their God.
The Pale Lord's dead eyes narrowed as her nostril flared a little with anger that was quick to fade.
Tenebrae's regal smile never faded, only stiffened as she glanced at , flashing back to the Pale Lord, as her cheeks seed to heat up.
'... Is she… embarrassed?'
Chuckling loud enough to ss with her turning her cheeks scarlet, I laughed, turning those around confused.
"What a lovely day!" I shouted in regal laughter. "Pale Lord, linoe. Dark tis are coming. Dark tis indeed. Join . It may be a little informal, but let us dine and discuss our kingdoms."
"Yes. Please. Dine with us. Noctem has much to offer the Bed of Chaos and the Plane of Oblivion."
linoe went silent, her heart turning colder as she nodded. " It'll be my pleasure. Co, Paley. Let's eat."
"I told you to stop calling that."
"You refuse to tell your na. So I'll call you Paley." The Deadpan linoe replied without fear for her life and pulled her right after .
Smiling, I glanced at the perplexed expression of Tenebrae as I offered her my hand. "Join us, my Queen."
The perplexity around Tene only grew as she nodded, taking my hand without hesitation.
'What are you thinking about?' I asked her through a soul whisper.
'I… I don't know.'
My brow lifted and dropped as I dropped the matter. It wasn't the ti.
"Arsene." Said the Pale Lord as we neared the table. "We'll never be allies, you and I."
"Never say never when you speak with a devil. We always seem to find a way."
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