*Smack!*
"You fucking fool! You went all the way to an ancient tomb, and for what!? You got nothing! You dare to even come back after all you have done!?" The elven king was furious as he stared at Prince Teleth, who was now on the floor holding his cheek.
"Your highness, please calm your anger. While the Prince does lack in ability at this time, he was truly unable to do anything. I mean, I went there as well and was trapped in a void by the one who created that tomb. Not to mention we had a run in with some drakani, and I will say they are powerful…." The elven ancient cut in. He might not know what the prince had gone through while in the tomb, but he was sure that since he came back all beaten up, then it was for sure that he had fought with someone. But it was unsure of who he fought against. "Also, the crown prince and the first princess of the dragonic were there too. Both are stronger than the crown prince by many folds."
"Humph!" The elven king snorted as he glared at his son. He never thought his son would turn out to be such a failure. "I know what happened between the dragonic and drakani. You do not need to tell me. But what I am angered about is that our spies in the dragonic clan say that their damn prince returned with a scripture that can allow them to become many times stronger! But this idiot couldn't even find a grain of sand to wipe his own ass with when all he had to do was look down!"
Prince Teleth felt he was being treated unjustly as he yelled out: "Father, I was stuck in a forest! When I exited, I came to be outside a palace where the other two clans had met up! I was outnumbered! And when I tried to enter, the guards of the palace beat me until I was unconscious! I think that drakani bastard was the one who instigated the guards to do it! Plus, father, I know where my sister is!"
"Oh? You know where your sister is?" The elven king snorted once more. "You fucking fool, I have known where your sister is located this entire time! I also know that you have tried to kill her on multiple occasions but failed. This just goes to show your capabilities! I turned a blind eye because I was hoping you could learn from your past mistakes, but no! You are just an idiot that does nothing but steals young elves from the lower nobles and commoners, fucks them, and then tosses them to the side.
"From this moment on, you are to be confined to your palace. You are not to step one foot out of there until you have mastered the ten elven principles!" The elven king roared as he slammed his fist down onto his throne.
"What!? But father, that will take me at least a few hundred years to master!" Prince Teleth face paled. The ten elven principles were not just some texts, but they consisted of training in many different things, from basic knowledge to war tactics and combat. It was not something that could easily be mastered in just a few months' time or even years but hundreds of years.
"Then I guess you better work hard then. Your sister has done better than you in all aspects. Not to mention she has gotten herself married to a drakani which is even more prestigious than being a princess. The reason I let you take so many of our soldiers was so that you could send them to your sister so she would have her own people at her side. Did you not see the general I had lead the group? She was one of your sister's followers." The elven king was scheming. He had long seen through how incompetent his son had become.
He did not wish for his own people to suffer either, but in order to play the bad guy card to raise the citizens into wishing for their princess to come back, he had done many things to make himself and his own son look bad. He may have allowed his son to try to kill his own sister. He was willing to pass the throne to him if he was able to do so. But he knew his son, instead of leading the army himself, would just send a general to lead the troops thinking that was all he needed to do. This was why he had selected the general he had been treating badly as of late instead of one of the others. He wanted a general and the soldiers under that general to be allies of his daughter.
The reason why he was doing all of this was because now that his daughter was married to a drakani and one who ruled over the city that had been growing in power as of late, he was hoping to use them as a deterrence against the dragonic. He knew that if the dragonic feared anyone, it would be the drakani.
If his son had succeeded, the pact between the dragonic and the elves would have allowed them to gain the entire southern half of this continent. That would mean that they would have gained much. Losing a daughter over such an agreement was nothing to him. But no. He did not live up to the expectations he had, and now…. "Take him away and guard his palace! He is not to leave unless I give the okay!"
"Wait, father! No! Unhand me! Explain yourself, Father!" Prince Teleth did not understand. Why did his father do so much for his sister? Why did he allow him to play the fool!? Prince Teleth's mentality was slowly starting to change. He had thought his father was doing everything for him. But it seemed it was for his sister only. A thought came to mind: "If I kill him, then I will become king….' The look in Prince Teleth's eyes suddenly went from showing grievance to benign sharp, and filled with murderous intent.
*Smack!*
"You fucking fool! You went all the way to an ancient tomb, and for what!? You got nothing! You dare to even come back after all you have done!?" The elven king was furious as he stared at Prince Teleth, who was now on the floor holding his cheek.
"Your highness, please calm your anger. While the Prince does lack in ability at this time, he was truly unable to do anything. I mean, I went there as well and was trapped in a void by the one who created that tomb. Not to mention we had a run in with some drakani, and I will say they are powerful…." The elven ancient cut in. He might not know what the prince had gone through while in the tomb, but he was sure that since he came back all beaten up, then it was for sure that he had fought with someone. But it was unsure of who he fought against. "Also, the crown prince and the first princess of the dragonic were there too. Both are stronger than the crown prince by many folds."
"Humph!" The elven king snorted as he glared at his son. He never thought his son would turn out to be such a failure. "I know what happened between the dragonic and drakani. You do not need to tell me. But what I am angered about is that our spies in the dragonic clan say that their damn prince returned with a scripture that can allow them to become many times stronger! But this idiot couldn't even find a grain of sand to wipe his own ass with when all he had to do was look down!"
Prince Teleth felt he was being treated unjustly as he yelled out: "Father, I was stuck in a forest! When I exited, I came to be outside a palace where the other two clans had met up! I was outnumbered! And when I tried to enter, the guards of the palace beat me until I was unconscious! I think that drakani bastard was the one who instigated the guards to do it! Plus, father, I know where my sister is!"
"Oh? You know where your sister is?" The elven king snorted once more. "You fucking fool, I have known where your sister is located this entire time! I also know that you have tried to kill her on multiple occasions but failed. This just goes to show your capabilities! I turned a blind eye because I was hoping you could learn from your past mistakes, but no! You are just an idiot that does nothing but steals young elves from the lower nobles and commoners, fucks them, and then tosses them to the side.
"From this moment on, you are to be confined to your palace. You are not to step one foot out of there until you have mastered the ten elven principles!" The elven king roared as he slammed his fist down onto his throne.
"What!? But father, that will take me at least a few hundred years to master!" Prince Teleth face paled. The ten elven principles were not just some texts, but they consisted of training in many different things, from basic knowledge to war tactics and combat. It was not something that could easily be mastered in just a few months' time or even years but hundreds of years.
"Then I guess you better work hard then. Your sister has done better than you in all aspects. Not to mention she has gotten herself married to a drakani which is even more prestigious than being a princess. The reason I let you take so many of our soldiers was so that you could send them to your sister so she would have her own people at her side. Did you not see the general I had lead the group? She was one of your sister's followers." The elven king was scheming. He had long seen through how incompetent his son had become.
He did not wish for his own people to suffer either, but in order to play the bad guy card to raise the citizens into wishing for their princess to come back, he had done many things to make himself and his own son look bad. He may have allowed his son to try to kill his own sister. He was willing to pass the throne to him if he was able to do so. But he knew his son, instead of leading the army himself, would just send a general to lead the troops thinking that was all he needed to do. This was why he had selected the general he had been treating badly as of late instead of one of the others. He wanted a general and the soldiers under that general to be allies of his daughter.
The reason why he was doing all of this was because now that his daughter was married to a drakani and one who ruled over the city that had been growing in power as of late, he was hoping to use them as a deterrence against the dragonic. He knew that if the dragonic feared anyone, it would be the drakani.
If his son had succeeded, the pact between the dragonic and the elves would have allowed them to gain the entire southern half of this continent. That would mean that they would have gained much. Losing a daughter over such an agreement was nothing to him. But no. He did not live up to the expectations he had, and now…. "Take him away and guard his palace! He is not to leave unless I give the okay!"
"Wait, father! No! Unhand me! Explain yourself, Father!" Prince Teleth did not understand. Why did his father do so much for his sister? Why did he allow him to play the fool!? Prince Teleth's mentality was slowly starting to change. He had thought his father was doing everything for him. But it seemed it was for his sister only. A thought came to mind: "If I kill him, then I will become king….' The look in Prince Teleth's eyes suddenly went from showing grievance to benign sharp, and filled with murderous intent.
