She was one of the most powerful beings on the continent. They were called the Yther's Queen. There are four queens who have the power to control elements. Sollel, the art, is the mistress of flames. She loved the human but then the human betrayed her as well as the others. They tortured her and collected her blood to make a good weapon by mixing her blood into it. It was a great story about a queen who was seeking revenge against the humans who betrayed them.
EMPEROR Gabrien Faberion's
harmonious and peaceful breakfast in
the empire's garden was ruined by the
news reported to him by General Adri,
one of the empire's war overlords. The
news came from Baron Arnott, the
overseer of the moonrite prison.
"Sollel, one of other's queens, the
Mistress of Flame, has escaped her
moonrite prison."
When the emperor heard the news, his
hand that was holding the cup of tea
trembled in anger.
"Imbeciles!" He angrily threw the cup
of tea on the general's leather boots.
The cup broke and scattered, but no
one moved to pick it up, afraid of the
emperor's anger to fall on them.
The emperor, known for his vicious
temper, Screamed, "Search all the land
and drag that woman back to prison!
I will not let that harlot or any of you
sully my name! For two generations,
that woman is our prisoner, and I will
not let her escape. Not in my reign, do
you hear me?"
The general who was kneeling on
one knee and looking at the ground
nodded. "Yes, Your Highness."
Calming himself so he could think of a
better plan to drag that woman back to
prison, Emperor Gabrien tooka deep
breath while his lips were twitching
in anger. "How did she escape? That
prison is made of moonrite their
weakness. And from the report I
received, that woman was weak and
immobile. How come she could escape
that prison?"
General Adri answered with a low
voice, hoping that his answer wouldn't
anger the emperor more. "We believe
that someone helped her."
"A traitor?!"
"We believe so, Your Highness," said
General Adri. "All the guards in the
moonrite chamber had been killed. No
one was left alive. And the door to the
prison was destroyed."
The emperor couldn't help his surprise
while anger still boiled inside him.
"The moonrite chamber has a hundred
guards! Who could kill them all?!
We have the strongest weapons, an
impenetrable stronghold!"
"We do not know, Your Highness."
General Adri was scared to say the
words I don't know in front of the
emperor, but there were really no
words to explain what happened.
"As of now, we are investigating and
looking for the traitor and the woman.
We believe that they are together."
"And?"
"Still no report, Your Highness."
In a fit of anger, the emperor's plate
made of porcelain was smashed in the
general's head, but the general did not
even flinch. "Useless fools! Without
the moonrite, that woman is powerful!
Make sure to find her while she's still
weak, or I will have your head together
with the baron's!"
The general's head remained low. "Yes,
Your Highness."
Letting out an angry breath, the
emperor ordered, "Alert the imperial
army on every station all throughout
the empire to be ready, just in case
that mad woman appears. Tell them to
ready a moonrite weapon to subdue
her. No one is allowed to kill her. Just
weaken her." Emperor Gabrien knew
how important that woman's blood
and presence to the empire were. He
couldn't afford to lose her. Not while he's the emperor.
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Leave and don't come back without
that woman!"
General Adri lowered his head even
more before he got up to leave the
garden. On the other hand, the
emperor had already lost his appetite
and couldn't even take a single bite of
his breakfast.
"Sollel, the Mistress of Flame," Emperor
Gabrien whispered. His voice trembled
for a moment when he remembered
how his father warned him about her.
Fear consumed him for a second before
He discarded it. "What can that woman
do? She's nothing now but a slave to
the royal family, my slave."
The Infernal Empire and its citizens
were very proud of their indestructible
weapons: they had been the leading
kingdom when it came to farging
such tools.
The emperor did not
want to admit or believe it, but his
father and grandfather treasured
Sollel, the Mistress of Flame-the
reason she was captured instead of
executed, Her blood could make any
weapon stronger, more powerful,
and unbreakable. And not only that-
her presence alone could strengthen
the kingdom's defenses, making it
impenetrable.
Considering that, it was
understandable that the Infernal
Empire was the wealthiest of all the four human kingdoms reigning Azitera
Emperor Gabrien did not fully believe
the tales of Yther's queens. He believed
that their weapons were indestructible
because they were skilled in making
them, not because of some woman's
blood. Maybe because Emperor
Gabrien was a third-generation
emperor years since Sallel, the
Mistress of Flame, was capturedthat
he did nat believe such tales,
After all, he was just keeping her
because the nobility faction would
see him as incompetent if she died
or escaped during his reign; because
just like his father and grandfather,
they also believed that the Mistress of
Flame was the reason of the empire's
prosperity.
But Emperor Gabrien did not believe
that. The empire's prosperity and
Wealth was because of him, because of
his hard work, Because he was a good
emperor. A brilliant leader that even
deities would compliment. He would not accept that woman was the
reason.
It was because of him. Him and
him alone, And not someone else!
Overcome with resentment, Emperor
Gabrien threw al the food on the table
and even beat up the guard nearest
1o him to release his anger. And when
he finally calmed down, he left the
garden, leaving the half-dead guard on
the ground.
"WE HAVE TO KNOW who did this and
their location," said the baran after
hearing what General Adri reported to
the emperor, "If we couldn't find her,
the emperor will not hesitate to execute
Us."
General Adri nodded before looking
at the destroyed door to the prison.
"Whoever did this is strong and
capable."
"Do you have someone in mind?"
General Adri shook his head. "Only
a handful officials knew about the
existence of the Mistress of Flame,
and all of them could prove their
innocence."
"Maybe a member of their family?"
"We're still investigating," said the
general. "Based on the information
we have accumulated, the Mistress of
Flame is already outside the kingdom.
We asked the guard's gate if someone
left late last night, and they said a
gryphon flew fast the gate, but they
didn't give chase."
"A gryphon?" The baron was surprised because he knew someone who owned
one. "You think it's him who took the
Mistress of Flame?"
General Adri shook his head decisively.
"Aside from having no knowledge of
the Mistress of Flame, we have a peace
treaty with him. The warlord would
never break the treaty. He is, after all,
the emperor's nephew. And it was not
the first time he flew fast the imperial
gate with his gryphon."
The baron couldn't help agreeing. "If
the Mistress of Flame already left the
kingdom, where could she be now?"
"Do not fret, Baron Arnott." General
Adri sounded confident. "I already sent
a wanted poster all over the empire,
even to the small villages outside. We
will find her before she regains her
strength, and we will drag her back
where she belonged--a nutrient to the
empire."
The baron put his fist on his chest and
muttered solemnly, "Long live, Infernal Empire."
General Adri did the same, more
solemn than the baron. "Long live."
A HUNDRED kilometers from the City
of Faberion, in an apple woodland
next to the small village of Mistvale, a
woman with dark red hair was lying
on a wooden bed inside a shack, her
eyes were half-open, and a thick dark
red cloak was wrapped around her
body.
The woman was Sollel. Alone in the
shack, in the apple woodland.
It had been days since she was brought
there. The person who took her from
prison left her in the run-down shack
-alone. She didn't even see her freer,
given how weak she was.
After her freer left, no one entered
the shack. She was all alone, which
she preferred. She didn't need food
every day to live, so not eating for a
whole week since she was freed had no
effect on her body. What she's focused
on right now was getting back her
strength.
Now that there was no moonrite
near her, she's slowly recovering her
strength. But even after a week of
recovering, all she could conjure was
a small fire in her palm. If it couldn't
even light the whole shack, then all
the more was it not enough to burn
a trespasser to bring her back to her
moonrite prison.
And that made her feel tense and
anxious. If she couldn't fight, if she
couldn't unleash her destructive flame, she'd be dragged back to her prison
again. Back to that hell. Back to being
a nutrient to the empire. Her escape
would be useless!
Sollel knew that it would take time
to recover her previous strength and
power. And all she could do was wait
and hide until she got her strength
back.
Wait and hide. What a useless thing to
do after escaping prison and swearing
to get revenge. But Sollel knew that to
get her revenge, she had to wait and
hide to recover her strength.
Looking at the full moon through
the small crack on the roof of the
run-down shack, Sollel thought of her
comrades, her sisters-in-arms the
other queens who reigned with her
back when other was still a grand and
respected country. The last time they
spoke to one another was before they
were sieged at the Yther Primal Hill
Temple.
Even though it had been so many
years, Sollel could still feel their
presence. They're still alive, but weak
just like me, she thought. I'm too weak
to even pin down their eXact location.
How many years has it been? Sollel
had no idea. The only information she
knew that could help her calculate the
time was the current emperor now.
He was the third generation to rule
the Infernal Empire since her capture.
That means a century had passed.
I have to get stronger.
Pushing herself up to sit on the wooden
bed, Sollel looked around in the
darkness. It was silent, and only the
sound of insects at night can be heard.
Closing her eyes, concentrating, Sollel
thought of her freer. Who was it? Who
wants me out of prison? And it looks
like that person had been looking for
me. Why? It's been centuries, weI
have already been forgotten by time.
The only long-lived race were the
Elves, but Sollel was pretty sure that
they wouldn't rescue her. They care for
their sacred forest too much to leave
and sacrifice themselves for her.
Even when the Ytherians were sieged
and betrayed, no one came to help
them. No one stepped forward to save
them. After all the protection and help
they had given to every race, when
it was time for them to need their
protection, no one came.
No one.
Before, Sollel believed that kindness
could change the world. Oh, how maïve
she was. Their kindness was repaid
by betrayal. And now, there was no
kindness in her anymore. All she
wanted revenge. That's the only
way for her to live.
Revenge. I must have it, or I will die
trying.
Sollel's thoughts were interrupted
when she heard multiple footsteps
nearing the shack. And she instantly
felt her strength draining.
Sollel's eyes widened in panic when
she realized and felt that familiar
feeling. A moonrite is nearby!
Horrified even in her weakened state,
she hurriedly put the hood of her cloak
on to hide her face and left the shack,
and then she started running. She ran
away as fast as she could, but she was
still too weak too slow, but she didn't
give up.
No! I won't be captured again! No! I will
never be caged again! Sollel continued
running barefoot and strengthless.
Behind her, she could hear the soldiers
running with their torches, shouting
for her to stop or she will be harmed,
but Sollel did not listen.
She ran, uncaring if she was weak.
She pushed herself to flee while trying
to conjure a flame in her hand, but
nothing. The flame she could summon
couldn't even harm a fly.
But the soldiers would not let Sollel
escape. Never. Using their bows and
moonrite-tipped arrows, they shot at
the fleeing woman to weaken her.
Sollel immediately felt herself
weakening. She looked back over
her shoulder while running, her eyes
widening in panic when she saw a
dozen arrows with moonrite tips aimed
at her.
Chapter 1 The first part
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Chapter 2 General Adri
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Chapter 3 In a Heartbeat
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Chapter 4 Mistress of Flame
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Chapter 5 The sixth day
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Chapter 6 How much for your service
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Chapter 7 One Hundred Gold coin
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Chapter 8 Smacked Hafling
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Chapter 9 Hakken's Skill
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Chapter 10 Cira's magical Satchel
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