The Seventh Son

SEND OFF

Omen kept brushing Clarris's hair until it was neatly tucked in. She was now tired of screaming at him and only closed her eyes as her tears dropped.

He looked at her from an angle then spat in her hair and did her edges. Clarris opened her eyes in shock and her tears finally stopped dropping. 

“What is wrong with you?” Are you normal? She asked. But Omen ignored her. 

He finally stopped and sat next to her which further infuriated her. She had no idea what he was planning or thinking.

In Ergad, Rachel stood by the window with swollen eyes, she had spent the entire night crying. Her beloved king Jerald was no more and everything seemed all wrong. Nephius walked in, “Mother, Omen is not yet back,”

“What? Do you think Clarris defeated him?”

“Hope not because I tried cutting myself last night and the wound healed in seconds,”  

“What?? You are supposed to be free of the curse, your father is dead. How is this possible?”

”Maybe it will take some days but Lotus and Marcus are still mere human beings,” Nephius replied.

“Okay we will deal with this later, let's send off your father first,”

“The Princess from Arthora is still around,” he reminded her.

Rachel rolled her eyes

“Mother this is a good thing, if Clarris is gone we need to form alliances and the Princess clearly showed us whose side she is on.”

“Fine you have a point, I'm so glad to have you. You will one day make a great king” Rachel stated while hugging him.

“Thank you mother,” Nephius walked out and went to the Hall where all his brothers and Princess Elsa were gathered. In the middle was a Gold vessel which held King Jerald's ashes. The brothers only looked on with sadness, their father was dead but most of them were still under the curse. The question running in each of their mind was ‘what was the purpose of their father's death’

“Let me get this straight so only Lotus and Marcus have their curse lifted even though king Jerald is dead,” Princess Elsa asked

 Marcus rolled his eyes in irritation but ignored her “Yes, I should probably hire bodyguards,” Lotus replied, then suddenly they heard a roaring sound, Omen was back.

Barrick stood up in excitement, “I told you he was going to beat her up!”

They all rushed to the dungeon but were stopped by a sign telling them to stay away.

“Since when did he learn to write!” Lotus asked.

“Brother, open up it's me Barrick?” but Omen roared louder, scaring the s**t out of them all, they could feel his breath.

“Maybe he is injured,” a terrified Barrick stated.

“He is mourning, leave him alone,” Rachel stated from behind them. “Let's give him time. We need to send your father off in a king's way. Princess Elsa you are welcome to take part. I have arranged a dress for you in my chambers.”

“Thank you my Lady, Gentlemen, if you can excuse me?” Princess Elsa stated sending most the brothers into a lovy frenzie, “yes princess or queen,” they all stated in unison.

“If you need help just call Lotus,” Lotus stated.

Nephius moved forward and hit Lotus's head, “what the heck is wrong with you,” Rachel just held her forehead in shame.

Princess Elsa smiled and ignored Lotus's statement. For the day she has spent with the brothers, she noticed that Lotus was the more welcoming one and said out anything that came in his head. Nephius, Daniel and Miguel were blushing everytime she looked at them. Marcus did not like her and Barrick completely ignored her presence.

They finally decided to give Omen space and left for the ceremony.

After sensing that they were gone Omen got out Clarris's head and placed it on the stairs. “What are you doing? Are you stupid? Did you just betray your father and brothers?” she asked annoyedly.

Omen whirlded water into the pond and jumped in and shapeshifted into a Nixie and began enjoying his swim ignoring Clarris. He had finally learnt to shapeshift between the two creatures without difficult. Noticing this, Clarris began screaming with hope of getting the attention of Rachel and his brothers. But each time she yelled out a small squeaky voice came out. Omen swam up and informed her that the dungeon was under his curse. No one would hear her or see her even if they entered the dungeon. Clarris only stared at him furiously.

In Arthora, emperor Macerlo had spent the entire previous day searching for his Princess but to no avail. His dark Knights had searched everywhere and now they could only think of two places where she would have gone or kidnaped; Ergad or Deadman's Forest.

“No no that's impossible,” Emperor Marcelo yelled out.

“It's possible,” a hissing voice said out causing all the Dark knights to circle their emperor.

Cleselda appeared in front of the emperor and said, “I come in peace,” 

“Identify yourself?” the emperor roared out.

“I'm Cleselda and I come with gifts.” Both the Dark knights and the Emperor looked at each other.

“Your daughter flew to Ergad and Clarris's sacrifice just failed,” she informed him

“What? How do you know? Where is Clarris?”

“ I know everything and I see everything. Clarris is dead and once Ergad finds out that you helped Clarris with the sacrifice you will be next.”

Emperor Marcelo moved forward, “King Jerald has nothing on me.”

“King Jerald is dead too, but his son who finished off Clarris is coming for you. He is a Nemo and only days old but he got rid of the most powerful woman in this universe with a snap of his fingers.”

The emperor swallowed hard, he could not believe what he was hearing, Clarris dead???

“Remember Arthora deserted Ergad for centuries and thrived. Your ancestors took over the other five kingdoms by force. Once descendants of those other five kingdoms get word of Clarris's death you are done.” She pointed out.

Cleselda began circling the emperor, “We all know you have ruled this empire with an iron fist and you are not popular,”

“What do you want?” The emperor asked. 

“No it's what you want from me emperor, just like I helped Clarris to get her revenge from King Jerald, I can also help you maintain your power,”

The dark Knights looked at each other then tried to signal the emperor but emperor Marcelo's eyes were fixed on Cleselda.

In Ergad, Princess Elsa came out dressed in a purple beautiful dress that caught the brothers' attention, Rachel had to clear her throat in order to get their attention. She began the king's farewell and each brother was allowed to say something about their father and Rachel closed off with an emotional send off, swearing to finish off Cleselda and Darrell. 

They made an altar where they placed the vessel containing the ashes and headed to the feast hall to celebrate his life.

During all these proceedings Omen was absent. Unknown to them, he was watching them, he had opened a portal and him and Clarris watched. “You couldn't even attend your father's send off,” Clarris spat out.

“Father died the day i was born, that's when i quoth mine goodbye,” Omen replied.

“What!!”

“Father killed by mother the day I was made, I was holding on to him.”Omen said in a low tone.

Clarris just rolled her eyes

“What is your plan here exactly?? Kill me now or else should the tables turn….. I will slit your throat without hesitation,”

Omen ignored her and said, “I like thy English,”

“Thy punishment is to school me thy english for eternity,” Omen said with a grin on his face.