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Balor grew a smile on his face, letting out a light laughter. "Hahahaha..."

Raphael didn't seem amused about Balor's laughing. Divus was the same way, turning his head to his right. "Enlighten us, Prince Balor," he spoke with a tad bit of irritation in his voice, his eyes glued to his son. "What exactly is so amusing?"

Balor turned to his father, his amused smile still very present on his face. "Of course we hear that from one of them ," Balor jokingly answered his father. "Personally, I think we overestimate them. Afterall, they're nothing more but a bunch of peasants with swords. How could a rabble like that pose a threat to us?"

King Divus stood onto his feet, pushing his chair backwards. "I thank you all for your opinions," he stated. "I must agree with Raphael on this. I do believe that these people are not something to be taken lightly."

Everybody stood to their feet, most of which displayed their disgust for the king taking the human's side. They glared at the human, mumbling words under their breath. Raphael smiled regardless of the comments made against him. Divus turned to his son who looked at him with disappointment. "Be sure that our activity against the Resistance is indeed heightened." he commanded.

Balor raised his left eyebrow. "You can't possibly be serious," he responded, crossing his arm. "Why would you listen to him?"

"Because I agree with what he is telling me," he quickly answered, his voice slightly louder than it was before. "Now, get to it."

Balor quickly shook his head. "No,"

Divus crossed his arms, his right hand tapped angrily against his left arm. "That is an order, Prince Balor," the king returned. "Now, I suggest you do as you're told."
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Balor shook his head in disagreement with his father. He turned his face away from him. He sighed, truly disappointed. "Fine..." he furiously growled under his breath. He quickly turned his head towards Raphael who was still there. His eyes glared like the Devil's stare towards the young man.

Balor quickly stormed out of the room, his feet thunderously hammered against the carpet like a smith pounding away at steel. Balor latched his hand onto the doorknob into the room, twisting it as he does. He pulled open the door and walks into the next room, slamming the door behind him. Divus sighed, pouring out his anger back into the air just for it to be bottled back in the next day.

Raphael bowed his head. "Forgive me, sire," he spoke. "I just wanted to stay to properly thank you."

Divus turned to his left to face Raphael. "It's quite all right, Raphael," he replied. "You needn't thank me."

"Forgive me for asking this," he continued. "but what goes on with Prince Balor? He seems more—..."

"—Tomorrow will mark the sixth year," the king interrupted.

Raphael tightened his eyebrows, confused as to what the king had stated. "Pardon?" he replied.

Divus slowly drew in breath and then slowly out through his nostrils. "Tomorrow will mark six years since Princess Lucia went missing."

Raphael's eye went down, a sadness enveloped around him. "Oh..." he mumbled softly. "My apologies, my lord."

He turned to Raphael and placed his hand on his left shoulder. "You needn't pay a mind to it, my boy," he quickly assured, tapping his shoulder with his hand. The king then passed by Raphael. "Come... there is something I need to give to you."

Raphael turned himself around, facing the back of the king. A smile grew back on Raphael's face. He began walking quickly to catch up to the king. Once he got up to Divus' side, he walked in pace with him.
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Up about a floor and beside a door were two knights cased in black steel armour. Their heads were protected by Great helms. In their hands were banners that carried the lion symbol that had wings on its back. The long pole was made of the crystal-like material. They carried a sword strapped to their left hip. They stood tall and perfectly straight.

These were two of the many Loyal Knights of the Royal Family, sworn protectors of the royal family and the last trace of any gods working for the kingdom. As echoes of voices rushed into the knights' ears, their heads both turn towards each other. They both shook their heads to each other. "So, what are you going to give me, Your Majesty?" spoke an echo from the distance.

Approaching down the hallway where the door is located was King Divus and Raphael. The knights quickly recoiled their heads back to their original positions. "Something that belonged to your father," he answered. "He gave it to me when he came back to this kingdom for the last time."

The two came closer and closer to the door. The knight to the left latched his hand onto the handle of the door and pulled it open. King Divus and Raphael entered through the opened door. The knight closed the door just as both of them enter. The room Raphael had found himself in was the king's bedroom.

In front of Raphael was a large window with the symbol of a winged lion engraved in the glass. It was the size of two men. The rug that Raphael stood upon was a majorelle blue silk that is trimmed by gold. The white marble floor and walls shimmered, they too were trimmed by gold. Divus went towards the left of the room, where his bed rested.

Beside his bed was a mahogany wood chest, Divus walked towards that. "The day he came back is one I'll never forget," he said as he walked up to the chest. He knelt down to the marble tile, his hands clenched the top of the chest and pulled it open. "He came and spoke to me in a way I never thought possible."
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His eyes gazed upon a sword still tightly blanketed by a leather sheath. Divus grabbed the sword and stood to his feet, closing the chest's mouth shut as he rose. He turned around and faced Raphael, walking back to him. "He spoke to me as if he knew that death had turned its eyes to him." he explained, walking up to Raphael. "He told me before he left to give this blade to you when I believed that you were ready, when you were mature enough. And I do believe that that day has finally come."

Divus stood face-to-face with Raphael, his left hand tucked behind him. Divus pulled his left hand up to the front of Raphael. He carried the sword with both of his hands. Raphael seemed amazed and surprised, his eyebrows shot up like rockets. "My father's sword..." he mumbled, latching his hands onto it. Divus released the sword into Raphael's custody, it fell gently into the young man's hands.

Divus folds his hands behind his back, clenching together. "It is known as Falcon... and it was your father's greatest possession." he stated. "He hoped that you would use it to fight for what you believe in."

Raphael's amazed face melted away to an overjoyed face. He looked to Divus with a smile and the king returned the favor. Raphael bowed with respect, joyous of this moment. "Thank you so much, your grace." he gratefully thanked. Raphael placed the sword right by his left hip and began tying the strap of the sword's sheath to the ring around his waist.

Divus' smile seemed to radiant with pride as he looked upon the gleeful face of Raphael. He placed his left hand onto Raphael's right shoulder. "Your father would be quite proud to see what you have become." he frankly believed. "Indeed, you've grown to be quite a fine young man, child."
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He shook his head, his eyes almost seemed to be flooded by tears. Divus released his hand from Raphael's shoulder and began walking towards his window. His hands moved behind his back and became intertwined with each other. Raphael stood there and watched the king walking towards the glass window.

The king stopped just a few inches from the glass surface. His indigo-purple irises looked out towards the ocean of buildings and people. The world outside was orange, the lantern in the sky had began its return back into the land. The king closed his eyes and drew in breath. "Raphael," Divus almost nervously called, letting his breath out as he does. "I've watched you grow up since that day... and it fills me with great joy to have seen you become this man."

Raphael looked over to his king, hearing the sound of his voice. He seemed concerned. "My lord?"

The king opened his eyes and turned his head around to look back at Raphael. "Governanti and its people are both cruel and kindhearted," the king spoke, freeing his mind. "When I pass, this country will be without a shepherd. It's going to need one of purest heart to guide it down the right path. A person brave enough to make tough decisions and weather any storm but still gentle and kind enough to smile and love his people no matter their flaws. So, I ask... how would you feel if you succeeded me?"

On the outside of the room, the two knights heard exactly what Divus asked. The two quickly look at each other, shaking their heads and keep listening. Raphael's face seemed shocked, his eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up. "A-a king? M-me?" he stuttered. "But what about Prince Balor?"

Divus turned his head back towards the face of the glass. His smile beamed down to a look of sadness. He quickly sighed, letting go his trouble. "No, that is not an option," he honestly answered. "Although... by blood, he should succeed me; I cannot allow it. I believe his days on the throne would be days of absolute darkness."
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The two knights quickly looked at each other and began walking quickly away from the door they are sworn to protect. In a room of wooden walls and portraits of a beautiful black haired young woman hanging all over the place, an impatient Balor Pallas Barn sat at a table made of mahogany wood. The room was dimly lit, with only a few candles being the eyes in the darkness.

Balor had his right elbow up on the table and his hand was a fist. His body was leaning towards the table and his right cheek was smushed against his fist. His left hand was laying on top of the table, his left index finger tapped against the wood. The sound like a symphony of an impatient man. His face wore a great mask of irritation.

To just north of him, about five yards from where he sat was a door. That smooth wooden door slowly opened up. Balor's eyes don't even move and his finger continued tapping. The two knights that left their post to protect the king stood before the prince. They placed their free hand against their chests, saluting the prince. "My lord," they both quickly spoke.

"What is it?" he said, his voice sounding agitated. "You had better not waste my time."

"My lord, we bear troubling news," one of the knights stated, the other one shaking his head.

Balor raised his left eyebrow. "Then spit it out already," he angrily growled.

"His Majesty think it best that you do not receive the throne," the knight responded. The other knight continued shaking his head.

Balor's finger stopped waving, he flipped his face quickly up towards the knights. "What!?" he yelled. "What did you just say!?"

The knight gulped down saliva hard down his esophagus. "W-well, sir, he wishes—..." the knight apprehensively mumbled.
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Balor bolted out of his seat and quickly walked forward up to the knight. His face was gripped by a mask of infuriation. "He wants to elect that trash!" he wrathfully shouted.

The knights shook their heads. "Y-yes..." the knight stated. "H-he wants Raphael Béla as the king..."

Balor's hands clenched extremely tightly into rage filled fists. "I should have expected this," he growled, calming himself down. He walked back over to his chair and sat down. "He's always had a soft spot for them." He pulled his elbows on the top of the table and bending them up towards his face.

His back hunched towards the table and his hands met with the lower half of his face. His left fingers rest on top of his right ones, his two index fingers touched the skin above his upper lip. His two thumbs pressed against underneath his chin. His eyes peered straight as his calm mind goes into a state of deep thought.

Balor closed his eyes. "Yes, it's the only way," he mumbled to himself. "But that wouldn't seal my place onto the throne. No... that would make Divus quite suspicious."

One of the knights scratched the side of his helmet. "Uh..." he muttered. "Well, it's not like His Majesty knows we heard."

Balor glared up at the knight that spoke. "Imbecile, of course he knows," he responded to the knight, closing his eyes. "Divus may be a weakhearted old man but he's no fool."

The other knight looked towards the prince. "So, uh," he spoke. "What will you do, my lord?"

A moment of silence passed, Balor remained in deep thought. "What, indeed..." he mumbled, laying out all the options before the canvas of his mind.
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Out in the hallway and back towards the door into the King's bedroom, the door was opened and Raphael was just outside the door. The king stood in front of him, appearing somewhat disappointed. The young man bowed to his king. "Thank you for your kind offer, my lord," he thanked, raising himself back up. "But I think I'll humbly pass."

The king smiled. "As you wish, Raphael," he replied. "But the offer is there in case you reconsider."

Raphael shook his head. "Thank you," he once again thanked, turning towards his right. "Have a pleasant night, Your Majesty."

The king shook his head. "To you as well, Raphael," The king closes the door and Raphael began walking away at an easy pace. Though in his mind, something troubled him. It was the strangest feeling that embraced him, it soon spread all across his body.

His chest felt tight and knotted, his heart slightly faster than it should be. "Why do I feel so uneasy?" he thought to himself. He paused in his footsteps, turning his head back towards the king's bedroom's door. "Something isn't right."

The king just stood in front of the door, his hand still clenched to the doorknob. "What do you intend, my son?" he questioned to himself, letting his hand go of the doorknob. He turned his back on the door and began walking towards the window. "You know now what I believe... now what are you going to do about it?"

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