The next thing Elena knew was an intense pain that pierced through her abdomen. The blade came into her body from just below the center of her torso and out the other way. She felt her blood leave her body, the majorelle blue carpet of the throne room ran red with her royal blood. Her eyes widened and her jaw hung open, her breath released in a knife-like gasp.
A fear came to her, the thought of her own brother ending her life tore her up more so than the Arbandor. What would he do if he found out that his sister was murdered and that he was the one to do it? Gallows looked away at this instant, in disbelief that his princess' life was about to come to an end. Uriel couldn't believe his eyes, water had even begun to fill them.
Balor then launched his foot at Elena's chest, kicking her down to the ground. His blade slipped out of her torso and she collapsed onto the ground. She laid there, looking up at the adamas ceiling. The ceiling had images crafted so excellently, of lions, sunflies, birds and of the faces of kings. Elena couldn't help but to just stare at the face of her father.
His gracious smile, his kind voice, and his warm embrace. That was a perfect thing to think of at her final moments, she believed. Her mind wandered onto them, the family that she loved with her whole heart. The family that had been robbed from her, all by this one person... her own brother whom she loved very much.
"Is that it?"
questioned a strange voice with a heavy accent in Elena's head.
"Are you going to let yourself die like this? Are you going to give up like a Veléfol -- like a coward?"
Balor stepped over to Elena's right side. He fell down onto his knees, his savage eyes glared down upon her face. "I have one last use for you before you die," stated Balor, latching his right hand around Elena's forehead as tight as a vise grip. "As much as it disgusts me to have to come to this, it is necessary."
The end
is only
the beginning...
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