Feast in the Moonlight
Thalissia of Jili, Queen of Anikatos
It was the Month of the Moon, the month in which the magic of the elves was amplified to an immense level of power. Thalissia, my Queen, had invited all of the lords of the realm to come and feast in the capital, as was tradition. In fact, I remember coming to the feasts many time when I was much younger in the company of my father, Lord Utumno of Tol Ilu. The capital was a great city, burgeoning with magic and power; it had enthralled me in my youth and it was on the trips here with my father that I first saw the Royal Mage Academy. My heart was set on someday studying in those great halls, and I did. There I outperformed all the competition and proved to myself what I had an inkling of since I first cast a minor ward spell; namely that my magical power was the greatest of a whole generation and that the person to lead the elves to greatness would be me. Finally reaching the hall of my Queen, I examined myself before entering. I was wearing a flowing white dress and a golden necklace with a beautiful amethyst embedded in it. They looked beautiful on me. I removed my shoes, as was customary when entering a place of celebration, especially in a time as holy as this. I then strode into the hall.
I spotted the Queen with her gorgeous blue hair and pale skin. I walked slowly up to her and bowed deeply, taking her bare right foot in my hands and kissing it, in accordance with the tradition when one meets the Queen. What lovely feet she has, I'm certainly glad that sense I am giving her my oath of vassalage I get to kiss her foot again. Regardless, the Queen took my head in her hands and softly kissed me on the forehead, a sign of respect for those who serve you in Elven society.
"Your Majesty." The gruff voice of a certain Lord Enedon appeared beside me. I looked up and noticed my Queen give the man a return of greeting and a slight bow of her head, apparently unconcerned by the man not abiding by the customary greeting of the Queen. Ignoring the bothersome man beside me, I continued with the Oath of Vassalage saying, "My Queen, I pledge myself and my house to your service." I took her magnificent right foot in my hands again and laid my lips upon it, longing to have them remain more, but abiding by decorum I removed them. The Queen once again lightly kissed my forehead and left me alone with the Elven lord beside me.
I rose up and gave him a slight smile, "Greetings, Lord Enedon."
"My Lady." He returned. Not very good at conversation is he? Oh well, not everyone can be good at everything, except for me of course. In order to pass the time between my kind Queen's return I said, "I trust you have been doing well?"
"I have." The man shook his head, "Had any new fun run ins with the humans?" Is he really still on about that? Grow up man and stop obsessing.
"No, I have not. They are about the least of my concerns." I answered him.
"Alright." The lord grinned at me and continued, "So how was Her Majesty's feet?" What kind of question is that? The man acts as if he has never kissed someone's foot before. He must be raised in some freakish Elven family, his brother is probably half-human and that's why he hates them so much. Poor Enedon's daddy was getting it on with some human whore instead of his lonely mother and he has to take out his over the top prejudice on me. What did I ever do to deserve this kind of treatment?
However, Her Majesty's feet, not to sound too cliche, were majestic. So beautiful and enticing.... What was this, a grin was appearing on my face, oh whatever. "Great, they are beautiful. She is above us and thus deserves it. I enjoy it in the same way that I enjoy my slaves kissing mine." Well maybe in a different way, but similar at the very least.
This caused him to shake his head, "So your slaves kiss your feet, its a shame really." A shame? Oh I see what this is about. Enedon wants me, especially my feet apparently. That freak thinks he can impress me by doing this, well the jokes on him. However, I could still flirt with him. Maybe entice him a little more so that he can someday be me slave. Knowing how strange he is, he would probably submit to that willingly soon enough if I can seduce him further.
"Why, do you want to kiss them instead of the slaves?" I said this with a grin and a wink of the eye, just to get him all riled up and further into a state where I can exploit him.
"I would kiss you in other places." He said with a warm smile. Aha! I was correct. Of course, he won't be getting anything from me anytime soon, but my victory over him and the rest of the world has come one step closer. "But why are you above the slaves, think about it. You have done nothing other than being born to your father, just as the slaves has to their parents." He shook his head, "You have yet to show your worth."
What did he just say? H-How... how dare he question my station and my power!? He is a damned fool! He knows nothing! Nothing, I say! Damn him to hell! Oh, he shall pay for this... You, fool, have signed your own death warrant. I will rule this land and when I do, I will have you brought to the deepest recesses of my tower and I will torture you for years. You will beg me to end your miserable life and I will refuse, for forgiveness for your sins can only come through your eternal pain and eventual death. And I will take immense pleasure from it! However, today I cannot touch you, so I will calm myself... "I have proven my worth in the academies. My magic power is unrivaled. And besides, just being born to my parents makes me superior to my slaves. Such is the way of the world."
"Such is the way of an entitled child." He said with a grin, his damned disgusting grin, "Every person has a worth, you have shown something in the academy, something I have never seen and neither has a lot of other people. Those slaves could be your best advisers for all you know." He chuckles, "Power unrivaled," He held a pause, "as you wish. Prove your worth, then come back and act like you own the world."
I will flay you alive... wait, the Queen is returning to us. I will not say a word. Just smile in his ugly face, I hope it gets burned in demon fire. The Queen arrived next to us with her X'tar adviser, O'it. He's filthy, how distasteful. However, I do imagine having one of them as a collaborator and adviser would assist with the subjugation, err, rule of the massive X'tar population of my region. Apparently she had heard the last sentence of the idiot lord in front of me and was not altogether pleased by what she heard. She said, "It is a dangerous time to speak of such provocations, our magic is now more powerful than ever, Lord Nartathion." O'it, in broken Elvish he picked up in the capital's academy said, "Sorry, interrupt lord, lady Elf."
"O'it, a pleasure to meet you again." He looks at the Queen "Of course your majesty, but all of our magics are and not just one of us and thus the point still stand." He thinks he is so smart and great, when in reality he's just the same as everyone else. He thinks he's better then, but I am actually better than him. I'm better than everybody of course, but that's beside the point.
"It is a great pleasure to be here, your Majesty. The moon is most beautiful this time of the year." I said to the Queen to allow her a way out of talking to that brute.
Thalissia nodded her regal head in agreement, "It is, and it must be interesting with all the rumors I have heard with your successes with magic, Lady Talvel." Thalissia is a great Queen, her beauty and wisdom surpass all but myself.
Enedon muttered something or other and went off to speak with some female countess. Ignoring him I turn my attention to my kind Queen. "I have not heard these rumors, but I hope that my abilities have been neither over represented or under represented."
O'it had been looking uneasy for a few moments before he began speaking, "'Me hear you have many of my people in your Zatrium Talvel Lady." Thalissia with her radiant smile looked first at the X'tar and then at me. She said, "O'it is impressed by how well the X'tar and Elves are living together in your region, Lady Talvel."
"Thank you, my Lord O'it. The House of Tol Ilu has long held a policy of allowing the large X'tar minority to live in peace. They maintain the same autonomy as the elves, having local councils run their own affairs." I answered them.
"I hope we can also work together with the other races on these isles in a peaceful manner, most of them are a lesser race than us, but they all have their wonderful uses." My Queen said. She is very wise, believing rightly that we are of a superior race, but acknowledging their use to us in the expansion and preservation of our realm.
"I could not agree more, my Queen." I smiled at her face, so beautiful that every man and women who sees it can not help but to admire it.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Lord Enedon whisper something to the countess, making her blush deeply and giggle. He's such a slut.... He then walked back up to us, exactly where I would like him not to be, and said, "Your Majesty, my lady, adviser."
"So, any certain feats you have managed, Lord Nartathion?" My Queen turned her attention to Enedon. No... don't look at that whore, look at me! I'm more interesting and beautiful than that slut will ever be, especially after I rip out most of his organs!
Still, he smiled and with a small and vastly annoying chuckle replied, "No there is nothing of a massive and impressive stature that I have done, Your Majesty"
She turned towards the steps on the balcony, "I guess it is time soon to start the feast Lord Nartathion and Lady Talvel, will you follow me for the Ebon Visium?"
We both wholeheartedly agree and follow her up to the balcony overlooking the sea filled with tables that were stacked with a grand assortment of wines and foods, but before we would partake in the feast it had come time to begin the tradition for the Month of the Moon. The Elven lords and ladies would all use their enhanced magic to light up the night sky, beginning with the youngest and moving in chronological order to the oldest. My queen turned to me and said, "Talvel, as you are the youngest lady with us tonight, you have the honor to start of our celebration."
I nodded and began softly chanting the words of power in the ancient Elven language, only understood these days by the mages of the Elven Kingdom of Anikatos. My arms raised and exuded a purple glow as a circle of purple runes appeared on the floor about me. Suddenly, a great purple dragon burst out of the sea, his form made entirely of pure mana. He flew about and twisted for a few moments until after a final push straight upwards the magical beast exploded in flash of bright purple light.
My Queen appeared to be impressed and even said, "Impressive Talvel, don't you think Enedon?" She gave Enedon a smile. Oh my sweet Queen, how lovely you look in purple. You are a true guiding light for me and all of us elves in this land. No one could ask for a monarch more powerful, wise, and beautiful as you. Truly, you are the epitome of all things that make elves great, the only being I have ever seen who stands near me in the rankings of this world, as they were ordained by the flow of magic, the winds of time, and work of man.
The bastard Lord Enedon responded, "Of course, Your Majesty." Oh that feels great, the prideful lord has been put into his place. Bested by a young woman who surpasses him in all aspects even at the moment, there is no telling how superior Talvel of Tol Ilu will be in ten years time, with all the power of magic at her hands and legions of loyal Elves, all subservient to her. Her knights will be great mages and ride upon dragons of magic who breath fire of pure arcane energy. The world will bow before her and she will be worshiped as a god! Tol Ilu will be the new holy site of a religion based upon magic and the complete servitude of Talvel. She will become immortal and surpass all of the many barricades that have been set against her. Divinity is her destiny!
A few other lords and ladies took their turns and produced a variety of mediocre shapes. If this is what the others can do, my domination is assured. Very soon it reached my gracious Queen's turn. She concentrated and soon a great ball of light ascended into the sky where it exploded into many smaller orbs who exploded each in their turn and so forth until finally ending with the tiniest of orbs that were unable to be seen even by Elves at such a distance. It was most impressive, she is a strong mage. This further proves her high standing and the fact that she is worthy of respect. A few more lords went until it reached the damnable man, Enedon. I am inclined to believe he will fail completely and show himself for who he truly is, a weakling.
He stepped forward and with a wave of his hands he shrouded the balcony and the city in intense darkness. He then crafted a small ball of pure light from his hands and sent it upwards. When it reached the sky, it split into three great shapes of light, two taking the shape of elves holding great dueling blades standing across from another while a third situated itself between them and took on the shape of the family crest of our good Queen. The two Elves bowed to each other and began an intense duel, with feints, swipes, stabs, and dodges; until finally the two lock swords for a good few moments and then turn, bowing to the assembled lords on the balcony. Immediately after all the forms of light explode in a brilliant haze. With a smug face the bastard Lord turned around and bowed before the Queen, like some sort of conductor after one of his symphony's greatest pieces. He simply said, "Your Majesty."
I hate him. He is nothing to me, like an insect. Yet he holds such powers that are able to dazzle and destroy. He will pay for this, I swear it! Damn him to the deepest pits of hell! How dare he upstage me, upstage our glorious Queen! I will become the true ruler of the land, with the Queen at my side and I will destroy you for the sins you have committed tonight. I will capture you and I will flay you alive and make you eat your own flesh! I will use tingling fire to sear your meat that will at that point lack an epidermic coating and I mark your flesh with lines of red! I will strap a carved piece of bone to my pelvis and ram your anal cavity until it bleeds! You are nothing!!!
However, I clap. I compliment him, for that day is not today. But, I can wait. Someday I will enact my revenge. Meanwhile my beautiful Queen compliments him and moves on to the older lords and ladies, the oldest of which is aged 174. After the end of the ceremony, she clapped her hands and called us to feast. And a grand feast it was. I actually had a good time. I positioned myself far away from that damned Lord Enedon and spent a nice evening talking with an old gentleman and my Queen. I believe I may have even flirted with her, but when confronted with a person so beautiful, wise, kind, and powerful; who could not?
, I'll keep your stats as long as no one wants your region.))
