Dethurian Squire

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Chapter 3

The world swam before my eyes as I once again woke up in a strange place. This time, however, the world was moving. My blue eyes widened slightly as I realized that I was being carried on the back of a burly man. Deciding to not risk alerting them to the fact that I was awake I closed my eyes again and pretended to sleep. Too bad it seemed that when I woke up the person who was carrying me noticed the change in my breathing. He stopped and shifted me around.

That was the only warning I had before he dropped me on my butt. An undignified squeak escaped me as I landed. Looking back up my eyes widened as I saw the man who’d been carrying me. He was as big as a mountain and had the armor to match. It was dark gray plate armor with tarnished silver chainmail at the joints. A silver crest adorned the center of the breastplate.

It looked a bit like a unicorn but was twisted somehow. The legs were that of a dragon is seemed while the body was a unicorn. It also seemed to be holding a sword in its mouth. That in and of itself was strange; no unicorn, deformed or otherwise, could wield a sword. They were too peaceful.

I jerked back a bit as the large arms reached up. The giant pulled off his dark gray helmet. Military buzz brown hair, pointed ears and dark eyes greeted me as the helmet came away. After a few seconds he looked at me and I realized I was staring at him. Looking down I fidgeted slightly when he looked down at me. Then I heard footsteps and a voice approaching. The guard looked up and nodded slightly as the other person came in.

“I take it all went well, Ganymede?” a smooth voice said, leaving no room for complaint.

“Yes, my Prince. I was able to rescue him from the guards but was unable to prevent the Awakening.” The guard, Ganymede, said with a sharp nod.

For a few moments the only sound was the rustling subtle rustling of cloth as the other person shifted around. Then a set of long fingers touched my chin. Unwillingly I lifted my head when the hand tugged my chin up. My eyes widened when I saw who was in front of me. It was a young man with long silver hair, emerald eyes, pale skin, and long pointed ears. He was wearing a stunning royal blue tunic with silver embroidery around the hem, neck, and sleeves. Under the tunic was a pale blue long sleeved shirt with a high collar. There was a brown belt wrapped around a thin waist and dark pants that disappeared into a pair of knee high black boots. All in all the stranger looked positively, in the words of Lena, “hot”. The smooth voice from earlier dragged me back to reality.

“You are human, yes?” he asked, tilting his silver head to the side.

“Y-yes… I’m human.” I stammered, blushing slightly at the question and the proximity of the silver haired prince.

“I see. There are not that many humans here. To be perfectly honest you are the first human that I have ever seen.” the prince said crouching down in front of me.

“Really? I never would have guessed.” I mumbled looked away from the intense emerald gaze.

“Do you fear my eyes?”

“What?” I asked, looking back at the prince quickly.

“You looked away. Is it a fear of my eyes that made you do so?” he clarified.

“No, not really. It’s just that you were kind of staring at me. It made me a little uncomfortable. I’m not afraid of your eyes.” I said, making a point of looking him in the eye as I said it.

“Oh...” was all he said, his silver eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“You don’t get out much do you?” I asked sitting forward a bit.

“What do you mean?” he asked, still looking confused.

“You don’t see all that many people aren’t afraid of you, have you?" I said, rewording my original statement.

"No. The only people I ever see are servants and my guards. None of them ever look me in the eye so I just assumed that no one would." the prince said with a shrug.

"Well, that might be because they are afraid of you."

"Why would they be afraid of me?" Emerald eyes searched my face, as though he hoped that the answer would be there.

"They are servants. They aren't supposed to look at you." I said, suppressing a smile.

The prince looked down for a few seconds before looking back up at me. When he did he was smiling. Standing he turned to Ganymede and spoke quickly to the burly man. I couldn't understand what they were saying because they were speaking so fast. When I heard the word human I assumed they were talking about me. Standing I shook my head and mumbled a simple spell. The numbness in my limbs faded quickly, but left an equally unpleasant sensation behind. Bouncing on one leg I shook the other three limbs before settling back down and shaking the other. Suddenly I got the feeling that someone was watching me. Looking up I saw both the prince and Ganymede staring at me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked fighting my nervousness under their intense looks.

"Was that magic?" the prince asked.

"Yes. Is there a problem with magic?" I replied feeling very confused.

"No. It's just that humans are not supposed you be able to use magic. That's all." the prince said, giving me another strange look.

"Well, where I come from it's a very common thing. My name is Anubis Guardian, by the way. Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?" I said, bowing slightly to the prince.

"Ah! I am Crown Prince Khonsu. It’s nice to finally meet someone who is not afraid of me." Prince Khonsu said with a smile.

"It’s nice to meet you too, Prince Khonsu." I said, bowing a little deeper.

"Please, call me by my name only. No one ever just calls me Khonsu." Khonsu said, waving for me to stand up straight.

I nodded and straightened out of my bow. Khonsu shared a look with Ganymede before turning around. As he started walking I gave the burly guard a confused look. He merely shrugged and started after the silver haired prince. I stood there for another moment before Khonsu realized that I wasn't following him. He paused and turned back to me before practically ordering me to follow him. Suppressing my irritation I followed after the prince and his guard.

After walking for who knows how long we came up to a large, ornate door. Khonsu paused in front of the door before reaching out and pushing it open. AS the doors swung open I got the distinct feeling that no one had been in here in a very long time. My hunch was proved correct when we stepped into the room and a cloud of dust surrounded our feet. Coughing lightly I waved a hand in front of my face as the dust rose around us. Khonsu laughed quietly in front of me and I seriously considered glaring at him. The only thing stopping me was Ganymede standing to his right.

"This way." the silver haired prince ordered as he walked farther into the room.

"Why?" I asked, ignoring the risk of not following an order.

"What?" he asked turning back to me a looking confused.

"Why should I follow you?" I elaborated, folding my arms across my chest.

"I need to talk to you and the only place the King won't look for us is here." Khonsu said still looking confused.

"Well, you could just ask me to come with you. You don't have to order me." I said shaking my head.

"Oh..." Khonsu said looking down, his eyebrows knitting together.

I sighed and stepped father into the room. Khonsu looked up as I came over. Ignoring Ganymede's warning growl I placed my hand on his shoulder. Emerald eyes widened at the gesture. Blinking I realized what I'd done. With a shaky laugh I started pulling my hand away. Looking down I scratched the back of my neck absently. A low cough dragged my attention over to the burly guard seconds before his fist connected with my face.

My right hand lashed out on reflex, an all too familiar spell circle dancing around my fingers. I heard Khonsu yell something but I wasn't sure what. The wind whipped around me, summoned by the circle, and broke my fall. It deposited me back on my feet across the room from Ganymede and the prince. Both were staring at me with wide eyes. The burly guard was in front of Khonsu while the prince was peeking out from behind him. I could almost read the look of almost horror on his face. The first thought that ran through my head was "Well, shit..." before I let the spell take over.


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