The Seventh Son

LET ME GO

Omen sat below the flooded dungeon the entire day. His brothers had tried getting him to come up but to no avail. “maybe he is dead,” Lotus pointed out. The other brothers gave him the crazy look. 

“He clearly just doesn't want to be bothered,” Barrick said in a sad voice.

The dungeon door opened, Rachel and king Jerald walked in. Everyone could see that king Jerald was getting worse everyday. A new day ment less time for him. He ordered all his sons and wife to leave the room.

He crawled near the last stair and spoke, “Son I know you can hear me…” before he could finish his sentence, Omen came up excitedly.

“ thou look ill,” he asked

“Yes my son now stop sharing your energy with me, you have to reserve it for Clarris. Stop trying to serve me,” King Jerald pleaded.

“Step mother shall hate me,” Omen said in a sad voice.

King Jerald looked at him surprised, “what do you mean by that, Rachel understands that I am doing this for your brothers and to end the curse,”

“I read her thoughts and she carest for me,” he replied.

“No no no, do not say that, Rachel and I have been together through a lot and we've lost countless number of children together. We have felt the pain over and over again. And we both could do anything to end this curse,”

“not sure,” Omen replied.

King Jerald did not want to talk about the subject anymore so he changed it, “So what do you think about your brothers? You should get to know them,”

“Lotus talks too much, Nephius thinks he knows all, Barrick is too nice, Miguel and Daniel are frightened of me and I never like Marcus,”

King Jerald laughed, “You will soon get to know them better, yes Lotus talks too much but he keeps this castle lively. Nephius is the eldest believes it's his responsibility to take care of everyone. But Lotus and Nephius are always on each other's necks. Daniel is more like Lotus but only speaks when necessary. Miguel is the shy one. And yes Barrick is too nice probably why your mother handed you to him And then we have Marcus yes he is a bit selfish and desperate but he is okay.”

Omen looked at him and said, “what would I fail to defeat Clarris?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“Me fail Clarris,” Omen tried to interpret himself.

“No no you are stronger than her, you just have to let me go before she comes up with a new way to defeat you.”

“Come here,” Jerald said and embraced his son and cried.

Upstairs Rachel was writing a letter to Arthora, they needed to warn Emperor Marcelo. None of them ever met him but rumors of his ruthlessness were everywhere.

“We are just wasting time mother,” Nephius pointed out 

“Yes mother what will the emperor do? Stop Clarris?”

“Many centuries ago she swore not to harm Arthora on condition that Arthora stays away from the curse. And now that we are about to finish her she plans to go back on her own words.” Rachel Clarified.

She finished writing the letter and stood up, “Now we just have to find a way to get this into Arthora.”

“Maybe Omen can help,” Marcus suggested.

His brothers looked at him with distaste, “What are you even doing here? Go clean Omen's poo or something,” Lotus yelled out, forcing everyone to look at him in shock. Suddenly the floor started shaking and a force pulled Lotus hitting him through the walls until it dragged him to the dungeon. 

Everyone followed behind in fear

He landed down the stairs of the dungeon with a bang, “Ouchi,” he cried out. “Are you planning to kill me,” he yelled out.

“Sorry I was bored,” Omen replied with a smile. King Jerald couldn't understand what was going on.

Lotus tried getting up but his arm felt heavy, “Guys I think I just broke my arm?”

“It will go back into position, you cry baby,” Nephius teased with a smile.

Rachel rushed down to her son and everyone rolled their eyes. It wasn't a secret that Lotus was her favorite. She held onto the arm and Lotus screamed in pain. “Something is wrong! He should be healing by now.” Rachel said in a terrified voice.

“Oops,” Omen said and dived under

They all rushed to Lotus who was about to shed a tear but only held on because he knew Nephius would never let it go.

“Omen! Why is he not healing,” King Jerald asked.

“The curse has been broken,” Daniel shouted out…….

In Dark Tower Clarris stood in front of her evil mirror and tried to get it working while she held onto the part of her chest where Nemo had pierced her. For centuries the mirror had been her eyes into the castle. For Centuries, every morning she had stood in front of it and watched the misery of King Jerald and Rachel but now it was all gone.

During the last encounter she had made two grave mistakes, Cleselda was right. She shouldn't have gone into Crystal castle.

Darrell came into the room limping, “It took you awhile, welcome back. Don't you ever threaten me again like that. I will take your eternity and kill you for good..”

“It will be an honor,” Darrell answered with a straight face.

Clarris moved over to Darrell and touched his face “Is this because of that stupid girl??? Get over it, there was no room for another immortal in this curse.”

“I loved her, you were jealous that someone loved me for who I was, who would even love you? You gave your heart to a stupid witch that used you for her revenge.” he replied.

Clarris breathed in, she knew Darrell was on a mission to get killed. For the last century he had made it his mission to piss her off and push her to the Verge of her Killing him.

“I asked you for one thing, I have served you selflessly and never asked you for anything until when I asked you for that one thing that you denied.” Darrell spoke.

“Stop crying like a baby and move on, like promised I'm not going to kill any dark Knights without permission,” Clarris said with a smile.

Darrell locked at her surprised and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

“I'm going to ask my nephew Emperor Macerlo to offer ten knights willingly. This fight is not yet from over. That useless Nemo will not know what hit him.”

“You are going to force him to give you his Knights?” Darrell asked.

“No Darrell, he is going to give me willingly, no charms involved. Put yourself together after centuries we are finally going to step foot in Arthora, if you are lucky you will get laid,”