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Chapter 4: Perfume

As we entered the castle I couldn’t help but notice a different scent. It was the most beautiful scent you could imagine, it pulled me in an ocean of music. Electrifying my whole existence.

“My Lady are you alright?”

I snapped out of it immediately as Isa’s voice sharpened my senses. What was that?  I think it was calling me.

“Don’t lose your focus.” said mother while she was walking ahead with a head held high. Everyone was watching her, and then their gazes turned to me.

“She is the heir, wasn’t the heir supposed to come on her own?”

“What is the Echluëden doing here? Is there a problem?!”

“Are they challenging The Jahangir?” Whispered someone to the veiled women next to him.- I recognized that language, it was Puriaen. They’re referring to the pure blood as the ruler of the worlds?! Hearing that I actually started to get really nervous, I was supposed to come alone and was glad I dragged mother into this too.

“Don’t let them sense your uneasiness. It will be alright!” A sudden voice reached my ears. It was mother, reaching out to me by Ara. She is right, I have to hold my head high. I am the heir of the Echluëden, I have to let them know to not question me.

Everyone was present, every created species that held power in all the dimensions. Long-lived creatures staring at me and judging me from head to toe. Now I understand why this gathering was so important, it was a chance to give a good and remembered first impression of myself. But now everyone was afraid, of my mother. Because she wasn’t supposed to be here.

Suddenly a huge door opened on the second floor, making a tremendous sound that echoed into the main hall where everyone was standing. Everyone looked up at where the sound was coming from.

“Lady Luciana, what a lovely surprise.” A deep but calm voice was resonating everywhere. Suddenly I sensed a shadow beside me, I turned my head to the left but it was gone. A chill ran down my spine, what was happening?!

Mother turned around and looked at the entrance from where we walked trough a while ago. A  tall broad-shouldered man, with a mop of dark almost black hair and heavy defined brows that were offset by a boyish grin stared at me. It was as if he was piercing trough my very own soul. A pair of eyes as the color of the depths of the ocean drew me in. That scent, I remembered this scent.

Everyone stepped aside as he walked towards our direction. Every step he took echoed in the hall, no one dared to make a sound. He didn’t lose his eye contact as he walked closer. Just a couple of steps away from us, he turned to mother. I felt blood running trough me as he walked closer. There was something wrong, definitely something wrong!

He stopped half a step from me and I looked up at him, how is this guy millions of years old?! He, he doesn’t even look old or to say ancient.

“Lord Rahziel, I apologize for the uninvited visit.”

“Don’t be, we have something to discus anyway. May I invite you for a drink?”

Mother gave a nod of approval. She took a step forward and I noticed that Isa wasn’t moving. I hesitated for a second.

“Aelliana, follow me.” Said mother to me by Ara. I followed mother but couldn’t stop staring at this tall figure walking ahead of us. His every step was so elegant and charismatic.

I couldn’t help but notice that his hair had slight waves in it. What was it that made me so infuriated with this person.

“Please, make yourselves comfortable.” said Lord Rahziel as he poured a glass for my mother. His every move was fast and charming.

“I suppose your preference hasn’t changed Lady Luciana.”

Mother nodded with a faint smile as she picked up her glass.

“What can I offer you my Lady? I suppose we haven’t had a proper introduction yet, Rahziel is the name.” Those eyes, staring into mine made me going ecstatic again. I had to keep my focus!

“Aelliana, my name is Aelliana. Its a pleasure to meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine Lady Aelliana.” He gave a dreamy smile, and for an instance I smelled that beautiful perfume again.

He sat down right in front of my mother and I. He crossed his legs while his arms rested on the sides of a large armchair.

“This is a first! Both the Echluëden and her heir visiting my castle at the same time.”

“Lord Rahziel, I suppose you already know the reason of my visit.” Said mother with a sharp and clear voice.

“Yes, my Lady. I am already aware of the issues that has been caused by the warm-ones. I already have send notice to their Lord to resolve it.”

“The Councils have informed me to warn you. If this gets more out of hand I will have to step in.”- She paused for an instance. “Lord Rahziel, and no one wants it to come to that?” Mother looked at Lord Rahziel with eyes I never had seen before. It was a fierce and dominant look, she looked fearless.

“No need to be worried, disturbances like that always happen once in a while. But it resolves its self eventually. If it gets out of hand I will step in and make an end to it personally.”

“The century before a war erupted between the cold and warm-ones and you let it destroy an entire dimension. Don’t let it repeat again.” Said mother.

“I am not responsible for the wars that happen. It was the previous Echluëden’s job to maintain the balance, and she failed to do so.”

“Don’t you dare bring my mother into this. If you did interfered on time it wouldn’t had come to that, and that was YOUR responsibility Lord Rahziel!” Said mother while lifting her voice.

“Now now, no need to keep grudges. I won’t let it repeat again, this time its a different matter. An internal issue, Lord Arvien should be able to resolve it on his own.” Said Lord Rahziel calmly.

“I certainly hope so.” Said mother.

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