Beasts Of Blackcastle

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve: On The Rise of The Tide of Darkness and Going to The night

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And once it was day the princess remained in despair for she could not be seen. The world around her was just as aglow, allowing no desparity or difference to grow. The sun kissed her skin but never did it speak to her, for day was as inspid as the thoughts running through her head, the day was her. Day was longing for night in what felt like the drought of the century. She truly felt that darkness let her shine and darkness made her what she was. Once she was forlon at last there was darkness and the night came to her in whispers.

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The silence said everything. The pounding of her heart said a lot as well and every chill coursing through her body like an electric current rippling through every fibre of her being. She was the most resolute she has ever been but she just could not get her actions to match her thinking. Princess Venia began to tremble, her body aquake, her mind started eating at her. She could well foretell her doom. The darkness was as black as black can be, it was so unbelievably dark that she felt like she had been sucked into another dimension. It was so extraordinarily dark that she was waking illumination and she was surely visible for all these malicious monsters to see. In this darkness her beautiful, flawless skin was as white as white can be, it was aglow and shimmering like a light beam. She could not understand it, it scared her a bit since she had never known anyone else who lit up in the night. As dark as it was, even though she was glowing, she should've never been to see as well as she was seeing. Vye had always hinted that she suspects that the princess has a shaper vision than others and that there is magic in her eyes.

Princess Venia's eyes were not giving her much, she could see well enough not to trip on anything but she could not see past the clumps of trees so high it looked like they touched the skies. She could only see about ten feet ahead of her and that made her feel greatly uneasy. If something was to pounce on her then she will only have a ten feet advantage, which might as well not be the length of the monsters body. She would find herself right in its mouth and that would be her meeting the most merciful end. As she placed her hand on her chest and tried to think about turning back as hard as she coud thinking that it would help her body break out of this frustrating spell and she will finally turn around and walk away from the forest instead of walking deeper into it; her mind went back to one of Vye's stories.

The princess was twelve years old, she had outgrown other childish tendencies and interests and wanted to build her image and identity more. Before then she was at least half satisfied with the pretty, blinged up dresses, with her art and the playtime that she had with her siblings but as she grew up she yearned for more and more and things had to make sense for her to feel half the fulfillment she felt when she was younger. Vye had just announced to her that her father; king Thorton intended on making her first in line to throne not Eclix or Eclair.

"Princess, I have just had a talk with your father and now I feel my duties towards you will need me to do much better than I have. I do apologize, princess, I have not been giving you the best of me and from now on, I promise you that I will never disappoint you, I will never fail you and I will give my life before anything else if it means you will succeed." Vye's impassioned speech had left her confused then. The princess at first looked up to her the way she would her older sister and as she grew older Vye became more of a friend to her. To her she was much more as she was sometimes the object of her desire. The way that she had cast her eyes down had made the princess curious enough to ask,

"What did my father tell you? You are doing well, Vye, you are the best of the six after Eclix." She had cheerfully announced her as second best and the young woman did not seem to have regarded it as an award. "Whatever it is that they say you did, I say you didn't. I am the princess and you will not be allowed to feel sad or look sad in the next three seconds, those are the princess' orders."

Upon registering those orders not as the princess deadpanning, a wide smile spread across Vye's lips and she took both the hands of the princess, "Your highness, your word has high order, I will always follow your orders, always to your best interest. You are to be Queen, princess. If ever anything was to happen to your father, you will seat on his throne and rule the people of Derchuen."

Princess Venia had frowned slightly, furrowinf her brows in confusion, "What about my mother? She is the one who should be queen once my father can no longer rule." At least that's how she understood it. Vye was the very person who taught her about the royal succession line and the first child of the king was the one supposed to be first in line to the throne and she was the second born for the past seven years.

"I did not even need to ask him that question, he already stated his conditions. Your mother would only rule along with you and Eclix if the king is to pass before you are of age. Once you are fifteen, princess, you will be ready to rule alone in case anything is to happen. King Thorton said to me that he has known from the moment he first laid his eyes on you that you were born to be queen. He says you will simply be following your destiny."

As much as she had not fully grasped the seriousness of this conversation, there was a heaviness on the princess' chest.

"Why would he say I was born to be queen?"

Vye gazed deeply into her eyes and her haunting voice flowed out slowly and tensely, "Because you are special, princess. There is none on this universe like you-"

"How would you know?" The princess interjected, for some reason she did not like being told she was special as long as she could not feel it. "Have you ever traveled across the universe? How will I rule a kingdom and realms full of monsters? What if they terrify me? What if they don't listen?"

"Princess," Vye smiled softly, "even monsters have kings and know that they should follow rules. Even the feared Gors had a king who would order them around and make them act to his will."

Princess Venia pursed her lips in thought, "Will the Gors take me as her queen? Have you ever seen a Gor, Vye? I can't imagine such a monster listening to a girl not a tenth of its size."

"Gors ceased to exist plenty of centuries ago, princess. I have never seen one, but I have an imagination of it. If such an appalling, frightening, horrid monster exists, then it is definitely in that forest. Death Grip Forest is where all the monsters thrive, princess. I have never seen it but I do believe it is very true what they say; that a Gor is something you should pray you never cross paths with."

"What if it finds you?" Princess Venia asked as though it was a light topic.

"Then that would be the worst death ever imaginable, imagine your last moments staring into a monster's eyes, it would scar your soul beyond repair. Your soul will became as grotesque as the monster's and the Goddess will not accept you. You will have no other choice but to be in the realm of monsters. You will become a monster yourself."

A monster. She could not become one of them. That was the worst case in scenario indeed. If her beauty was to fade and all would look at her and see a hideous monster.