Calla Lily, The Eunuch King's Goblin Bride

The blanket of darkness which emerged out of nowhere was engulfing the whole sky now. The ink of cursed blackness was shedding out every ray of hope.

The rustling of leaves was pricking the ears as the liberating gusts of wind were determined to pull off the roots of everything.

The raging wind storm already swept away the upright standing crops making the fields barren specifically which were delicately sown and grew up in fragile fruits.

"Is my carriage ready yet? How long are you planning on making me wait?" King Theon half yelled while questioning his soldier restlessly at the ingress of Kingdom Flora. He needed to reach his destination soon, back to Kingdom Bellezza. He kept squeezing his knuckles and looked highly annoyed.

"Hail King Theon! My lord! It's my honour and I'm so merry that I finally got to see and accompany His majesty here." An old soldier bowed his head low humbly as his right foot goes behind his left one very gracefully that knelt in front of Theon.

"Ah! It's you my loyal soldier, Theodore. Raise your head." The fretted and restless face of King Theon brightened up as he got to notice an old friend, who was a companion with him in this visit and was once a high ranked soldier now reduced under the title of messenger, in the row of loyal dogs.

"I heard about your daughter soldier. How is she doing? Did you find a suitor for her yet?" Theon questioned him discreetly manifesting a tinge of mild concern, which masked his shrewd nature.

"Yes, Your Highness. Tomorrow is her marriage. I am doing my best because of your kind heart." Theodore replied while adoring King Theon whose face dropped at once, his lips tightened  -censure.

"The thought itself is a request worth my life your majesty but- I want to request your presence." Theodore places forward his words happily. King Theon's expressions changed to bitter, reflecting the sense of betrayal upon the thought of losing a toy.

"My lord! Your carriage is ready." A soldier conveys the message.

"Let's talk while heading towards our way." Theon implies to be interested. And Theodore heads out trailing behind him.

The carriage of King Theon however was a red wheeled carriage. The four wheels of the carriage were decorated with a long spike. The top of the carriage was reinforced with heavy built Armor and the sides were just covered with curtains to provide the privilege to the King the view of his p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

As the party starts to move, a black crow came and settled itself in front of the wheels of carriage. The chariot driver did not notice it's presence and continued which crushed the poor soul under the front wheels of carriage. Every soldier on the white horse instantly grew a bad feel to their stomachs, calling it a bad omen seeing the bird being crushed and with the feeling of slight jerk the chariot driver halted.

"Who ordered you to stop?"

A loud agitated shriek from inside of carriage made everyone quiver.

"With due respect Your Highness a black-black crow had been killed under the wheels."

"The mere bird just had his time up and died. It's not a something worth attention. Keep going." Theon orders the soldiers and they continued. They yet again found it difficult to ascend a small hill, which seemed to be a tough task with strong winds blowing their direction. At times the wheels got stuck in the ground. Sometimes a soldier's horse went out of control as if it was being distracted by something or some outward force.

And for Theodore who observed all of this while being so close to the carriage on his house had a tension and anxiety building up about the unsettling weather and the encountered bad omens.

The sound of horse shoes was audible in a significant manner as the four hors.e.m.e.n rode in the front of as a small companionship. White horses decorated elegantly were definitely a part of royal stable. Red saddle and black reins were prominent on the contrasting bodies of all white horses.

As the soldiers in shinny silver armoury were moving the pulleys of horses , who were already in panicked state because of menacingly dark aura appearing around at the gateway of Kingdom Bellezza. Behind them a bright golden carriage was being pulled by two pairs of same breed of white horses. Passing in between through the damp brooding woods, the uneven road made the commotion bumpy.

"With due respect My Lord the weather is unsual. The ubiquitous darkness and pervasive dust is getting strong. With your permission Sire I will proceed further."

The second royal messenger who was sitting in the front of the carriage with another man who was holding the reins of the pairs chipped loudly with utmost respect to King Theon.

Who was residing in that royalty seat with ease unknown of the lurking peril. The carriage entered amidst the forest. The path to travel was a narrow lane with thick trees on either sides. The reek of rotten fruits and dead animals, the stench exhausted by soil was unmasked and filled their nostrils.

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