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Chapter 8 part 1: The nightmares of assassination
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Years passed undaunted and the three kingdoms where at an uneasy peace but soon that peace would be broken.

The night was immersed in the summer heat as the assassin walked up the pale steps that led to the doors the white fortress home of the leader of brotherhood of the silver stars. Their island was hidden behind mists that none can see by dreams or sight of waking men unless they chose to be seen like they had on the soon after the king of Vailiania death. At the moment the island was hidden far off the coast of Fallean.

The island was called Iseisandias which meant island of eternal light for they rarely suffered from storms and winter’s cold was never felt upon the members of the order.



His foot steps echoed in the throne of room of which dwelled their leader and his guest for he had given orders for his guest not be harmed apart from that they knew little else about him.



He bowed before the throne, specking with a slight of a serpent in his words as he greeted them “greetings my divinity and lord Arandur and my lord?” his eyes glanced up at his guest who answered “my lord Aonir”. He continued in hissed voice “and my lord Aonir, I have come to do your biding that you have summoned me here” he felt the light that always seemed to be around Arandur fall over him making him feel uplifted.



A smile that had appeared on his lips carried both cold and venom towards them that reflected the nature of his plans for him at the moment. Calmly he told him “yes Odysseus, I have summoned you at night for what I need you for is dark deeds that require your skill and also this something I do not wish to be seen performing this deed by those who call me lord” Odysseus smiled also for he had guess on what he wanted from him.

Arandur continued “I wish you to travel to realm of Fallean. When you have entered the realm of war lords and blood soaked mages proceed to the palace and torture ... I mean assassinate the king of Fallean Anaxis.”



Pensiveness appeared on body of Odysseus as his mind was engraved with confusion and fear “but my lord, Anaxis is the god of war and flame. King he is not for that title of the kingship of Fallean goes to the blood haired Aragorn. Even you mean assassinate him that is a death wish for any assassin that takes that contract. I ...”



Aonir fixed his blue eyes upon his own, allowing them to stare in depths of their eyes. Odysseus felt some strange power wrap around his heart from the gaze “oh I think that you will find away to perform this deed for my dear brother. If you do not complete this task I shall make you sure that the death by the hands of warriors will be the least of your problems” he nodded to Aonir in a clumsily fashion.



A small laugh came from Arandur for he had not seen what his brother could do before and was only slightly impressed by what he had seen but fixed his face with an expression of contentment. He spoke to Odysseus with some sort of dark happiness “I am glad that you have decided to accept my mission but I have a certain wish that I wish you to perform upon the king. I want you to tort... I mean assassinate using the most painful and slow way of demise possible.”



Odysseus blinked as if he was losing what ever that Aonir had placed un to him before answering Arandur with a devilish smile “listen to these words for these will spell the death of Aragon. I will give him a poison which will cause a slow and most painful demise for him. So my lords I beg for your leave” he turned and started to walk away.



He heard him rise from his throne and felt his gaze upon his back “do not fail me assassin!” Arandur commanded. He gave him a slight nod in answer and continued walking out of the palace to bring death Aragon, king of Fallean.



The door thudded shut as Odysseus left them, Arandur sighed with some tiredness for when the hours of darkness fell, his powers where weakened until the sun rose in the sky once more. He looked upon his brother.

Centuries had passed for Arandur without any knowledge that on another world he had a young brother. Only when he had tried to summon a creature to be his eternal minion he instead summoned Aonir. Upon noticing this he tried to strike him down but his mind was filled with the voice of a woman who told that this man was his long lost brother and like him was a god of light.



Sitting back down on his throne, he fixed his blue eyes on his brothers “when I am finished here my dear brother, I will travel with you across the stars to your world Aonir. With my skills and the power of my followers we will bring you the head of that arch nemeses of a dark god to you” he fell silent allowing Aonir some time to answer his question.



Surprise spread across Aonir’s face as few gods had offered him this assistance but his expression changed into evil delight “yes at long last I will have revenge on that purple eyed warlock of demonic god” he gave a cold laugh before he noticed his brother was looking around as if he was looking for some observer. Aonir watched him before asking “what is wrong, my godly brother?”



Arandur laughed before answering “we are being watched” Aonir blinked in surprise for he could not see any being watching them. But before he could ask him he told him “I have cast upon my powers the ability to remain hidden from dreams of mortal men but” he closed his eyes as if he could see this “but I sense the mind of a slumbering child. No matter, this girl may have power but none of them shall stop me for they do not know what I know about the gods of this world” then their was a blinding white flash of light that made any seer lose vision of them.



On the far away kingdom of Elevnia a girl awoke from her troubled dreams for she had viewed the events that were happening at this time on the island of Iseisandias. She gasped slightly, these dreams where common for her but they were not this intense though each one of them where different and these dreams or visions she had plagued for years. As she tried to get back to sleep, she quietly whispered to herself “one day I shall be rid of these horrid dreams that plague me so. Now to what ever slumber I, Kalian can get” she lay back down and closed her eyes as sleep fell over her once more.

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