Thread: A Promise Fulfilled {Lady Nef x Shinyka}

It was horrendous. This ability she had to see the future, it was like a curse. Not only could she see the many paths of the future, but had also hidden it away from her parents... even herself, really. It wasn't until the royal oracle had approached her and informed her that she would be her successor. But she had to keep it a secret from her parents, the king and queen of the land. She did love her parents, she really did but both she and oracle knew what would happen if they were to find out about their youngest child's talent. She would be nothing more than a pawn for expansionism and nothing more. Her parents would have her misuse the gift she was born with and that was something that just didn't sit well with her. The downside? When she had a truly horrific vision, she could tell no one- not even her beloved older brothers. Especially of this specific vision that she just seen. It truly was the worst vision she had ever the displeasure of viewing. So much blood, so much death. It was too much to bear for her gentle soul. This was the future and the beginnings of it would ravel soon- within the week. It all began with the unexpected death of her father. As far as she could see, there was no way to overt it. If she came out with her vision now, he would still die. She would also be worse off because both sides of the impending civil war that was to come would want her. Better to be silent about her gifts than to be dragged into Yaren and Acerbus's fight for the throne after their father's death. But she also couldn't sit still and do nothing. No matter what she did, that vision could not come true. So Princess Elbereth Arel did the only thing she could do when she had a most disturbing vision- to discuss it with her mentor in these things, the royal oracle herself. And so she did. The royal oracle had seen the vision too, but like Elbereth saw slim amount of options. The only way to prevent the war is to give your brother's time to reconcile with each other... but that's not going to happen in a scant week, not with the amount of pent up frustration they have with each other and the amount of followers they have. And to do that, we must prevent your father's death. But try as we might, we cannot stop it alone. I have seen that too, all attempts will be futile, stated the oracle. But what can we do? inquired Elbereth, her voice shaking with fear upon seeing the dark future take place, Is it truly hopeless then? Must all that blood be shed? Must so many die? Our kingdom will be destroyed by this... as princess of this land, I can't let that happen. Peace my child, the oracle said to the much younger princess, I did not say it was completely hopeless, I just said we would need help. I have foreseen one and only one way to overt this disaster. We must summon death and bargain with him to give the king more time to live. Time sufficient enough for your brothers to stop their quarreling over the throne. The grey eyes of the oracle met the princess's innocent blue ones, But that too will not be an easy path. She couldn't see past the act of summoning death himself, so she didn't know what he would exactly want. But one did not bargain with the higher beings without paying a large price. To summon death? asked Elbereth, sounding almost incredulous, But how is that possible? Those wise grey eyes twinkled almost mischievously, My child, you forget. Us Ar-Feiniels are known for our skills in magic. While I, myself do not have experience with the dark arts, her tone almost took a tone of disdain, My sister does. You mean Moranna? the princess questioned, The very same sister that you do not get along with? Yes, Moranna, that sister. I will summon her to this place and she will aid us in summoning death. I have foreseen that too, sighed the oracle, obviously not too happy that she would have to rely on her errant sister for something so important. Are you sure she will come? That she will, I am the head of the Ar-Feiniel clan. She will obey my summons whether she likes it or not, answered the oracle, her tone becoming more sharp, I will summon her now. The sooner we bargain with death, the soon this dark future indeed will not occur. Apparently Calanna Ar-Feiniel, oracle to the royal family, was correct that Moranna would answer her summons immediately. The preparations were complex and everything had to be perfect. But then again they were summoning death not just any entity. It wasn't supposed to be easy. Finally, the trio of females were done and it was time for the ritual to began. As they began to concentrate on their power, they waited for the entity of death to answer their call.