Mystic Academy

A new home.... lord Simone, the greatest ruler of the beast tribe in all his glory sat on his throne and allowed himself to be entertained by the beautiful ladies who had been sent to him to dance to his amusement. He was known to be hardly impressed by things like this but tonight he was in a light mood. They had overthrown another kingdom. It had been a serious struggle for power and superiority and as a token of success, the stubborn warlord, lord Mai's head soiled with streaks of blood that had turned brown and were dried up inviting flies, now adorned his table. It was a pleasurable sight to him as he sipped his wine in pleasure. His wife, lady Sharon sat by his side resting her hands on his thighs as she watched the dancers in apathy. Lady Sharon could not understand why it had gradually become a ritual that dancers had to be invited to the castle whenever a victory had been obtained. She had probably placed her hands on her husband's thighs to show some form of possessiveness. She was not suppose to show her displeasure but her stern gaze on the women was a clear indication of her warning them to keep their distance. lady Sharon was a beautiful woman her self. The fairest of all in her prime. She was indeed fair and almost white in her complexion with sleek shoulders that made every necklace she wore appear more beautiful than it actually was. She preferred to wear what revealed some part of her shoulders and slender back and a little cleavage. lady Sharon had red rosy lips and beautiful emerald coloured pupils with a very beautiful pointed nose and sharp cheek bones. Her hair was black as soot,thick and so long that it dropped to her waist line. There had been trails of suitors back then when she had not married lord Simone and it had been a fierce battle for who would win her heart. She didn't make it easy for these men neither did her father, lord Andrew. He was a man of great caliber, one of the richest of them all. He guarded his wealth but above all treasures, his daughter, Sharon was the most valuable and so he would only flaunt her at exclusive parties interlocking his arms with hers to ensure that someone else did not dare to touch his property. His close circle of friends would tease him sometimes with" you can't marry your daughter lord Andrew" and laughter would erupt. He would laugh as well but deep down in his heart, it would make him feel sober. It was not lord Andrew's intention to keep his daughter away from marriage when she was due but he wanted to make sure that she was married to the right man. The right man to him meant a man that was bound to stay relevant in power and among the elites for centuries to come. He meant a man who would guard his daughter with his life and as a priceless jewel and would take care of her every need. lord Simone had come and had stated his intentions bringing a lot of gifts and his charm. He had made the beautiful young Sharon to fall for his charm. Indeed he was a very handsome man. He had sea green eyes that complemented hers, sharp jaw line and thick black flowing hair,the perfect broad shoulders and masculine muscles coupled with a perfectly carved torso and even as the old lord Andrew would struggle to admit, lord Simon was every lady's dream. He was perfect for his daughter. It had been a big weding party with buffet and music, elites coming from far and wide and yes, some music beings save for the witches and wizards were invited. Sharon's dress had been made from the rarest silk carrying golden crested embroidery and her neckline adorned with the finest diamond stones carved into her shaped pendants. She looked ravishing with her lips ever so red like a tasty cherry. It brought great pride to both lords. Months had passed and then years and then there was no cry of a baby in the castle. lord Simone had been calm and expectant. The couple had waited and tried for five years then another six and then nine more. lord Simone became impatient. His eyes grew deem no longer bearing that glow and he somehow turned cold towards Sharon. He spent most of his time when he was not at wars or excursions in his study room asking not to be disturbed. The nights were no longer intimate and no one dared to talk about children close to him. "I want to return her to you. She has no children" lord Simone had yelled at lord Andrew once when he had gone to pay him a visit. "You can't do that. It would be a big embarrassment to me. " came lord Andrew's reply " She has beauty and nothing else"said the disheartened lord with a frown. " Give it time" " It has been twenty years! when will I have at least a son. My mates are preparing their children for succession and all I get is a barren wife"said lord Simone . " You will not speak of my daughter in such tone" lord Andrew retorted in his daughters defense.. " I will do whatever I want"came Simone's reply. " I never brought her to you. you came for her yourself" " Now I wish to bring her back and have my peace" " My daughter has served you well. Don't blame her for this one thing that she is unable to give to you" said lord Andrew trying to sound calmer. " I should have taken another wife long time ago"said Simone and with one silent stare at Sharon's father, he gnashed his teeth and left the castle. When he left, lord Andrew paced about and worried uncontrollably. He wanted his daughter to enjoy comfort to the hieghest level and he knew that her inability was also a concern to her even if she would not confide in him. Furthermore, he knew what would happen if lord Simone eventually took another wife. His daughter would be sidelined and would not be of any relevance to her husband. It pained his heart and shortened the time he spent on eating and sleeping and then he made a decision. His decision was to seek the help of his nature's enemy, the wizards.