《Immortal》Chapter 2 - Old Matters
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Siena Kingdom, Niera City
Athalia POV
I finally reached my destination. From up there I could hear the loud sound of chatting and laughs. People walking, running. I was far away from the city but my senses were at their best.
The quality of life improved, even if there was still no other source of light besides the torched lit by fire or Light magic making it look more natural. The carriages seemed faster and it was necessary to ''feed'' it with mana. Unfortunately I could still see people dragging along shackles, slaves.
I sighed, disappointed, and went down to the ground. I safely landed inside the garden of someone. Oops.
I whistle in amazement.I should say this was an enormous house. I don't know what they called it but I wouldn't mind have one of this. The garden was big too and surrounded by iron fences and an iron gate.
I sensed steps coming towards me and quickly stood still.
Seconds after appeared thirty soldiers in front of me pointing their swords and spears at me. Did I invaded the house of someone powerful? What am I thinking of course I did...
Every soldier was looking at me with lust in their eyes. Disgusting. A big guy stepped to the front and made a stern look. I swear if he is arrogant I swear I will beat him to a pulp.
-'' Who are you stranger?'' [ Guard Man 1]
-'' I'm me.'' [Athalia]
The others around the man started to laugh and I smirked in amusement. The man was about to burst from rage. Before he could do anything it was heard a shout.
-'' What is happening here?'' [???]
The voice was angelic, not more than mine, and made many of the soldiers calm down. I turned away from the Guard Man 1 and directed my gaze towards the feminine voice.
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The women was maybe in her forty's but still was beautiful. She had short blond hair and hazel eyes. I sensed that she was only in the Heaven Realm fifth stage. After her, appeared a man almost in his fifty's at the peak of Heaven's Realm. I could tell that he couldn't reach immortality.
-'' Lady Morrison, Lord Morrison'' [All soldiers]
I locked my gaze with the man and I could see he sensed my power because he started to sweat, a lot. Sometimes is funny to see people's reaction.
-'' You idiots, cease your weapons and bow !'' [ Lord Morrison ]
The soldiers were confused but didn't deny the command from their boss. Lord Morrison bowed too and directed his gaze towards his wife making her bow too.
-'' My sincere apologies for their behavior. What is the purpose of your appearing, esteemed majesty?'' [Lord Morrison]
I coldly chuckle.
-'' My, My... No need for all of this. I was just mesmerized by your home, such a sight.'' [Athalia]
It wasn't only the house, but moments ago I felt another thing.
I could feel the gaze of the Guard Number 1 on my back and I knew he was plotting something. I sensed that his hand was about to touch my shoulder but I of course didn't let.
In a blink of an eye I twisted his hand in a horrible angle. The man fell to the ground screaming like a mad man. The soldiers seemed hesitant to help him and decided to stay still.
-'' I'm so sorry for that. Not. Well, Lord Morrison I should get going.'' [Athalia]
Lord Marrison quickly stood up followed by his wife who was as confused as the others.
-'' Please, we would have the most pleasure to provide shelter for you for one night. [Lord Morrison]
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Oh, I didn't think of that. This would be much better than an inn.
-'' Seems like a good idea. Please take care of me.'' [Athalia]
Lord Morrison sent away the soldiers and they tried to carry the man on the ground. Tried. I looked at their faces, trying to lift him up.
I snapped my fingers and the body of the man was levitated by a gust of wind and landed on a plane rock. That would help them.
They looked at me with an awed look and grateful towards me.
Lord Morrison and Lady Morrison showed me around the house very careful with words. We were in a corridor full of rooms and while passing by a door I felt something. The something I was looking for.
The aura of Philippe Morrison.
I kicked the door making the hinges break and fall on the ground. The man inside looked at me calm and smirking.
He was the worst of all the five immortals. An arrogant prick.He was still looking like a thirty year old man,still handsome, his messy red hair and green eyes.
-'' Philippe!'' [Athalia]
I said with hate on my voice. I saw Lord and Lady shivering and hiding behind a wall. The arrogant prick chuckled.
-'' If it isn't my beautiful Athalia?How many years has it been? One hundred?'' [Philippe]
Let's just say me and him have a very complicated story. I don't regret it but at the same time I do.
-'' You lost the right to call me that when you..you..! [Athalia]
I couldn't say the word, it made me so angry to recall that moment. He lost his smile when he knew what I was about to say and his eyes flashed begging for forgiveness.
Never, I won't ever let that happen again.
-'' Leave James and Henrietta.'' [Philippe]
The two of them quickly left the area running for their life's. He approached me making our bodies almost touch. Our breathing getting heavier by the closeness.
I put my hand up making him stop.
-'' Stop, I don't want to talk about this now.'' [Athalia]
He sighed and ran his hands trough his hair. I looked at him almost biting my lip from the move.
-'' I always knew you liked when I did this, and still like.. Please Athalia forgive me.'' [Phillipe]
I glared at him.
-'' I said I didn't want to talk about this.'' [Athalia]
He sighed again and nodded. He sat on a chair and closed his eyes for a moment opening them right after.
-'' Athalia, is this what I think it is?'' [Phillipe]
I smirked.
-'' That's right, I achieved the God Realm.'' [Athalia]
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My, goodness what is this tension between Athalia and Phillipe?
I don't know how often my releases are going to be, since I'm in school and I don't always get many ideas.
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