The whispering Throne

The room is dark but she can make out the shape of a large desk in the corner.There is a single window on the wall but it is covered by a thick curtain. Charlotte stands up, she knows it's time to get up or else her brother will be mad. He has always told them to be time conscious as that is that is the way of a princess.

Jackson, Charlotte's brother made a strict rule to always wake up 6am, read "FLIESS SUE'S book titled "HOW TO BE A PRINCESS" He has started to include Ashley in the rules claiming

"SHE'S NO LONGER A CHILD".

After brushing, Charlotte wakes Ashley up

Ashley, a young girl of nine with long flowing black hair and deep piercing blue eyes, seems to hold wisdom beyond her years.Her Skin is soft and porcelain_like and has a gentle glow that radiates within.

Ashley,Relunctant to stand up, Charlotte added "Our brother will be mad,you know you have to stand up"

"Good morning Charlotte"

Ashley said with her little fingers rubbing her eyes.

"Good morning Ashley, hope you slept well?"

Charlotte asks

"I didn't, I have a stomach ache and it hurts a lot" Immediately rose went sad how are they going to take care of Ashley's stomachache when they barely have enough to eat.

"Don't worry Jackson and I will Take care of you because you are our little sister and we both love you". Charlotte assures

"I love you both too"

"Alright go brush your teeth and take your Bath okay?" Charlotte said with a Pat on Ashley back

"Okay Charlotte"

Charlotte makes her way downstairs, where she sees Jackson at the railings staring at the passerby

"Good Morning sister. I hope you had a good sleep"

"Good Morning Jackson, Yes I did. uhm Jack, I have something, very important to discuss with you"

"Wait a minute, before you say something, I hope you and Ashley has read Fliess Sue book this morning"

"what? you are so ridiculous, Jack. Is that what's more important to you than what I have got to say?" Charlotte laments

"You are too quick to feel agitated,Charlotte. I'm just after your welfare,I don't want you to feel like a novice, when I find our treasures and I finally take my throne from that damn usurper" Jackson reassures. He reaches his hands to her cheeks

" By that time, you will finally be the princess that you are and you see these people?

He points his hand at the people walking, "they will become scared of you and they will worship you just as they are to Elenor Flameheart now.

Jack has been making these empty treats ever since they ran into Westfield for safety. Charlotte has no memory of her as a princess, she was just Six years when Elenor Flameheart killed their father. Oliver, their beautiful pregnant mother along with them ran for their dear lives and took an old and loyal maid Miss Freya into the west side of Savehavens where her family "The pendleton" has some hidden houses and treasures known only by the family members

Oliver died a year after giving birth to Ashley. Leaving her children's fate with Miss Freya, whose death still remains a mystery to Charlotte.

The Pendleton's are known to be the richest Family in the world. Their treasures are known to be vast and unknown.The last with the name Pendleton which was Oliver, died without being able to tell her ten year old son where the treasure are.

This has always made Jackson Irritated

"Jack, Ashley is sick", Charlotte Lamented, ignoring the usual fantasies her brother made about the throne.

''She has a stomachache."

Charlotte said

''I will get something for her; in the meantime, keep her company,Charllote."

''Where are you going, brother?''

Charllote asked. ''To better our lives, dear sister,'' Jack says and stomps

******

Amidst the city's neon glow, Adrian surveyed the skyline, his voice a low rumble of ages past.

''Look at this, Ethan. The city pulses, yet the essence remains unchanged.'"

Ethan, his eyes gleaming with ancient wisdom, nodded.

''It's as if time paused for us"

but suddenly Adrian chuckled, a sound that sent shivers through time

"Do you remember the night we silenced the city with our might? The mortals trembled, and now we return to witness if the echoes still resonate.Memories of our wrath linger in every brick and cobblestone.'"

Sophie's gaze sharpened,"The city may have evolved, but our hunger, dear brothers, remains timeless"

A cunning evil smile formed on Ethan's lips. Looking around, he saw how the city has not changed and how the mortals begged them in a kowtowing manner. It has always pleased Ethan to see people scared of him.

Come, dear brothers, we have some unleashing to do." With a sweet evil smile, Sophie said.

"No, we will do no such thing, Sophie. We are going to lie low this very instant and observe."

Adrian turns to Ethan. "You heard me, Ethan. We have to sit back and lay low for the time being."

"Are you mad, Adrian? This city ought to start trembling with fear the moment we came in here. Don't pretend you don't want to feed on these weak and mere mortals. They are ours to decapitate and obliterate."

Ethan,about to lash out is stopped by Adrian. "What are you doing?" Ethan said angrily, about to start a fight with Adrian.

"We can't just give King Eldor any hint that we are in town," Adrian said.

Oh! What then, huh? We stomp off to the forest and feed on the animals? We have been doing that for a decade now, Adrian; we have got to stop."

Perhaps Adrian makes a tad sense, brother," Sophie said.

What! Now you are supporting this lunatic, Sophie?

It's not about support; it just....makes sense."

"Say all you want dear sister, but I have no inclination to lay back. I'm going to shake this city and these people."

He points at the musicians playing, the singers singing, and the people walking.

"They will fear The Silverthornes again," Ethan said with determination

The screams of the captives echo with fear as Ethan descends heavily on the mortals, his fangs red as wine, his hand dripping with blood. He enjoys the aura of fear bestowed on the people.

"Ahh!! Please, save me," one of the teens cries out.

He drags her hair and pulls it with his strength. "Don't worry love,I'm going to hurt you a little bit and yes you might die during the process but don't worry you will come back to life stronger. I'm doing you a favor you will appreciate later." He brings out his fangs and sticks them into the girl's neck, sucking all her blood dry and leaving her twiching before dieing.

"AHHHHHH!!!Ethan the mad is back." He roared, hitting his chest and boasting loudly

"Ethan, what do you think you are doing?" Adrian came in surprised.

"Hello big brother, the city was getting boring, and I decided to have a tad fun. Here are a few humans for you to quench your thirst," Ethan said, pointing at his captives.

"Ethan, you must lay low, remember? You have to,"

"Relax, Adrian, I've got things under control. After we kill them, we raise them back by giving them some of our blood."

"Don't tell me..." Adrian said, looking surprised.

"That's right, brother, and then we sire our own army. You see? It's a win-win for us...don't you think so, sister?"

Sophie walks in, "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention, you were saying?" She asks as she wipes off human blood from her lips.

"It seems our little sister, Adrian, is enjoying this little facade."

"I must admit, human blood tastes so good, brothers. Adrian, won't you feast yourself?"

"Stop this very instant," Adrian said.

"Stop what, brother? The feeding of our own Stomach or the raising of our armies?"

"And what will you do with the army, hmm?" Adrian asked.

"So many things, brother, they will be ours to control, and in a few years, we will have an entire empire full of vampires. We will do as we want and the world will be at disposal again and mind you, this strenghtens our bond with this city. Making it difficult to get rid of us again"

"So you have got this planned out, brother, and you refuse to tell us?" Sophie adds.

"So you can leak it to your little lover Sophie? I would rather die than do that," Ethan smiling.

"We can't die, Ethan. That is our damn curse."

"And I'm beginning to enjoy this curse."

Ethan looks at Adrian and points at the people;

"Go on, brother, we have got a whole lot of people to sire."

Ethan picks a 30-year-old man and throws him at Adrian, who immediately brings out his fangs and places it on his neck; the man screams in pain.

Adrian, upon tasting human blood, suddenly feels an insatiable hunger as he starts devouring the captives, sucking their blood dry and making them helpless.

As Adrian picks someone and brings out his fangs, Ethan stops him.

"No, not this one. She will remain with me as an human; I really find her interesting," Ethan said, stopping Adrian.

"It's suddenly amazing that you find someone interesting," Sophie said.

After a few minutes, they started to fill the victims with their blood, and after a while, they begin to rise as vampires.

"You really are a genius, Ethan."Sophie says, and "You are my opposite, dear sister," Ethan said, smiling.

He gives his newly sired vampires stored animal's blood.

Few of the newly sired vampires suddenly enjoy the great source of power and strength.

****

In the dimly lit hall of Ravenstone foreboding castle, King Eledor sat upon his imposing throne, adorned with dark regalia. His malevolent gaze surveyed the room, where eight colossal dragons loomed like shadows, and ten thousand soldiers stood in rigid formation. Amidst the ominous atmosphere, a hooded advisor cautiously approached.

"Lord King Eledor," the advisor spoke, his voice barely a whisper, "whispers of dissent echo through the kingdom. The people yearn for change, and the rebels grow bolder with each passing night."

Lord Eledor leaned forward, his eyes ablaze with a sinister gleam. "Let them whisper," a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Our dragons will silence their voices, and my soldiers will crush their rebellion. The eight kingdom is mine to rule with an iron fist, and none shall defy me." The air thickened with the weight of his malevolence.

"My lord, I think it's different this time; there are rumors of the Silverthorne in town," the advisor spoke.

A shiver instantly went down his spine.

"You mean they are back?" Eledor spoke.

"We think so, my lord. A report of over 50 people has gone missing, lord. Only the Silverthorne has the power to keep that number of people captive all at a time. Except we have a new enemy we are not aware of, sir." the advisor added.

Lord Eledor, trying not to look so scared in front of his advisor, told the head of his men.

"Phillips, gather 1000 men to patrol the city, while the rest of the men patrol My kingdom."

"Yes, my lord," Philips said.

"James, release Pyro, Blaze, and Ember. I need to ride on Blaze myself to check what's going on in the city," Lord Elenor said.

"Alright, my lord," he stomps off.

"What are you planning on doing, my lord?" Eledor's advisor asked, "I need to show my new enemies that I am powerful. My men patrolling the city should send down shivers to their heart, and my Dragons a deadly warning."

"My lord, there is a rumor the dragons cannot kill the Silverthorne."

"There is nothing that cannot be killed, Lucas; you just have to cut them throats"

Jackson is in front of the Thunderhoof house, stopped by the guards.

"What do you want, boy?" one of the guards asked, pushing him away.

"I need to see Lord ValekThunderhoof," Jack said boldly.

The guys look at each other and begin to laugh.

"You want to see Valek? How bold of you," the other guard said.

"I'm not here to play. Lead me to Lord Valek now!" Jack said authoritatively.

"And neither are we here to play. Go on,turn your ass back to where you are coming from," the last guard added, looking fierce.

"My name is Jackson Crownfield, son of Michael Crownfield and Oliver Pendleton. Heir to the throne and possessor of huge wealth. Now, will you let me in, or do you want a smack in your ear to aid in your hearing?" he said authoritatively.

The guards look at each other surprised.

"Take him to Lord Valek." the chief guard commanded.

Lord Vorak is in his chambers with his advisor Edmure.

"We need to ensure peace between us and Lord Simure," the advisor said.

"Give that crazy bastard, give him whatever he wants" Lord Vorak said.

"Yes, my lord," the advisor replied.

"And you're all dismissed," he says as he pours his wine into his cup.

Guards enter.

"My lord, a boy is here to see you," the guards said.

"I said I don't want to see anyone," Lord Valek snapped.

The guard added, "I'm sorry, my lord, but he claims to be a Crownfield, son of Oliver Pendleton."

"Son of Micheal Crownfield and Oliver Pendleton? Let him in.

The Guard leaves and Comes in with Jackson

Lord Valek looks keenly at Jackson

He waves his hand for everyone to leave.

"What is your name, boy?" he said.

"Jackson, my lord. Jackson Crownfield," he said.

"And why should I believe this? You look just like any boy in the street," Valek asked, sipping his wine.

Jack brings out his mother's ring with the initials "P" boldly inscribed on it, passed from generation to generation only to the Pendletons.

He comes down from his high sit with his wine, half-drunk, and walks to him

"Look at this," he says.

As Lord Valek is about to collect it, Jack stops him.

"No, and how will I trust you will hand it back to me?" Jackson said.

Lord Valek looks closely into his eyes.

"I See a warrior's eyes.why are you here?"

"Because I need your help, my lord," Jack says.

"Uhmm, you come here unharmed and unprotected and suddenly ask for my help? Did your mother send you here? She could have come herself then."

"My mother is dead," Jack said.

"Hmmm, my condolences. She was so beautiful."

"Thank you My lord. Back to business, I need all your men." Jack suddenly said.

"Excuse me?" Lord Valek said.

"Yes, my lord. I need 7 thousand men of yours and 200 coins, my lord."

Lord Valek looks surprised and in disbelief, then bursts out laughing.

"You? Need my men and my money?

Hahahahahahaha!!! You come here and ask for my men unharmed? How bold of you?"

"In exchange, I will give you not only this sacred ring, my lord and half of the Pendleton's treasures

"So what do you want me to do for such a great sacrifice?" Lord Valek asked.

"You will grant me 7 thousand men of yours, my lord, access to all your boats, and a hand in personally finding the treasures," Jackson said.

"7 thousand men, access to my boats, and a search for your treasures? You want to take back the throne eehnnn... Why do you come here thinking I will help you?"

"Because you were just like me, my lord. You had nothing and you are someone important today. I know you want to be king of the throne one day but if you will help me, I will make you one richest men in the world. This,I promise you," Jackson said.

Lord Valek looks at him and smiles.

"Listen, boy," he says almost in something that sounds like a whisper "Lord Elenor has eight dragons. One dragon is enough to kill us all,"

"Nothing is immortal, my lord. Once I get my treasures, I need to create the TitanForge machine that can kill those dragons, my lord, nothing cannot be killed," Jackson said.

Lord Valek looks with admiration.

"I will think about it. For now, you may leave." Lord Valek says.

"If it pleases your lord, I need the two hundrend coins now. It's a state of urgency my lord."

"What have you gotton yourself too" Lord valek asks but gets no reply

"Is anyone there?" Lord Valek asked.

A guard comes in, "Give this boy two hundrend coins" Lord Valek said.

As Jackson and the guards turn to go, Lord Valek asks, "Where will I find you?"

"At the Bakery, my lord. 7 to 7, my lord." He leaves.

*******

The death of Miss Freya has always retired to old age amd on her dying bed,her last word was "Red".

"Red," she has always thought. Is that the person who killed her, or was she talking about her bleeding red hands? Or was she talking about her favorite color even in a dying breath? She often wondered. Jackson comes in.

"Here you go," he said as he dropped a purse of coins on the floor.

"Where did you get this amount of money, Jack?" Charlotte asked, looking surprised.

"Don't ask me questions and treat our sister, Charl," Jack snapped.

"No, I need to know where you got this damn money, or I won't move an inch from here."

"What? Look, Charlotte, I think it's better if you don't know, okay? I did not get myself in any trouble, Charlly."

He turned to Charlotte, who resolved to stand her ground.

"Okay, I got them from Lord Valek."

"What? You got them from Lord Valek? How did you? Did you make a deal to turn one of his boys?" Charlotte asked.

"Of course not. I asked him to help me take back my throne," he said, emphasizing the "my."

"What? I can't believe this. You made an alliance with the devil? What makes you think he will help you? Those people can never help us, Jack, don't you understand?"

"He will, okay?"

"What did you promise him, umm, our lives?

Tell me, Jack," she said, hitting his chest in fury.

"Half of our treasures and the Pedleton's ring." Jack admitted

"What? You promised him the ring? Don't you get it, Jackson? That is our mother's family legacy. It's a sacred ring, goddammit."

"I know, okay? I know it's sacred, Chal, but we barely have enough to eat. We can't take care of ourselves anymore,don't you understand? Our dear mother died without telling us where she left our family's treasure. What has legacy done for us since we own it? Nothing! It hasn't clothed us, it hasn't fed us, it hasn't made us less vulnerable. Sister, this is a whole lot of opportunity for us."

Charlotte stood there downfolded, not believing her ears.