chapter 1

Eleanor looked around her environment to see large groups of people drinking and gambling, there was hardly a place to stay without sitting close to a drink person. But they weren’t her problem. The only thing that mattered was information about a certain Kastor. She got from different tortures that the person behind the sudden clearance of her race was him and she needed to find him to get revenge.

Eleanor lived in a world of humans, Deuxmites, people who had a very strange symbol on their foreheads of a snake and a sword in between. They were believed to worship the great snake who was also believed to conquer their very powerful enemies five hundred years ago. Finally, there lived the black belts, who had belt like scales on the spine of their back, and black blood running through their veins. For thousands of years, these three groups of people lived peacefully with the motto “all man for himself” until a set of humans stood against mating between humans and black belts and started a war they could not finish. For the Deuxmites, they believed that their snake god helped them win the war, the humans thought it was their king Azaar the thirteenth that helped them win the war and the black belts thought it was the strength of their soldiers five hundred years ago who died heroes and heroines. After the war, everyone lived back in peace but a certain group of antas remained and slaughtered all black belts while they slept. However, Eleanor managed to escape the slaughter with her mother who later died out of too much bleeding from a very deep stab.

Eleanor finally found a place to sit and carefully watched every man and his moves until she spotted a suspicious movement of a young man who dressed as a soldier. She quickly stood up to follow him when she heard a voice behind her

“You like him, eh?” She turned to see who was stupid enough to talk to her and saw a young grey man with hair down his neck.

“None of your business, mister.”

She said and started to move but once again she heard the stranger say another thing.

“I would advise you not to make your move.”

“Like I said, none of your business mister.”

“He is the Queen’s favorite and the last time she heard a woman tried to woo him she made sure the poor horny lady died for it.”

The man said and chuckled but was immediately pinned down on the table with a sword to neck and staring straight into a pair of beautiful brown eyes.

“One more word from you and I will slit your neck!” She warned strictly and the man surrendered before she let him go. However, when she turned to the direction the soldier had gone, he was nowhere in sight. She turned back to the stranger and held him by the neck again.

“You’re one of them!”

But the poor man had no idea what she was talking about and instead struggled for his life

“Answer me!” Eleanor shouted angrily bringing all attention to herself but without a care in the world.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“That man, you know him and you know why I’m here that is why you purposely wasted my time. Who is he and where is he headed?”

But instead the man laughed half heatedly even while struggling for his breath and she tightened her grip even more until he could bear it no more.

“I don’t know him, please! I only know he is the Queen’s favorite, that’s all.”

“Swear to me that you are telling the truth.”

“I swear to you, okay.”

She waited sometime before finally releasing him while he coughed and ran away from her. She paid no attention to him and walked in the direction of the soldier. It was a lonely dark place except for the few lines of fire hung on the walls which she took one of them and walked her through up to the light. She stopped to look around carefully before taking the right and entered another bar. This bar was different than the previous one because it was well arranged like in order and only soldiers were there drinking and laughing while servant girls attended to them with numerous drinks. She looked at them a while longer before stepping foot inside and brought yet another attention to herself. But she continued looking around until she saw the young man talking to a servant girl though not in a friendly manner. It looked like he was oppressing the servant girl and trying to force her to bed him. She quickly walked inside but was stopped by another soldier.

“Why are you here?”

“I am here for that man.” She said and pointed the man molesting the servant girl. The soldier also turned his head in her direction and turned back to her.

“Who are you? A messenger?”

He asked but she snubbed his question and tried to walk past him but he pushed her backwards.

“Who are you?”

“I am Eleanor.”

“I mean what do you do?”

He asked but she gave him no reply and instead tried to walk past him once again but this time, he stopped her with a sword.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“I told you I want to see him.”

Soon later the man came to the scene and looked from woman to soldier and back at the lady in front of him.

“you want to see me?”

“Yes.”

“Why so? Do you want some doggy?” He joked and the other soldiers laughed but Eleanor didn’t mind and concentrated on him.

“What is your name?” She asked him but he laughed

“Why should I tell you?”

“I am looking for a Kastor here.”

She said and the man looked at her and around him.

“I am Kastor. What do you want?”

He replied and she stared at him for a few seconds

“I have a gift for you.”

“From whom? I have nobody aside these soldiers.”

“Of course. From the black belts.”

Immediately, she drew out her sword and strode it into his heart with a deep thrust and twisted the sword while watching Kastor bleed to death with eyes that shone in pain and revenge. The others witnessed this and immediately drew out their swords to attack. She quickly removed her sword from Kastor’s heart and slit the throat of the man that was interrogating her before he could make his move. The she ran away from the bar and into the darkness while the drunk soldiers ran after her with a blind description of how she even looked like. Eleanor, however, ran her way through the soldiers but stumbled on the grey stranger who upon seeing an army of soldiers running towards them grabbed her and held a small knife he had stolen just after she attacked him to her neck.

“Let me go!” She struggled for her freedom but he held her even more until the soldiers reached them and stopped.

“Give her to us.” The man in front told the Eleanor’s captor and he pushed her towards them.

“You have done well. Your deed shall indeed be rewarded by the king and queen.”

The man said and dragged Eleanor away.

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