King Of Limbo

Some time later many kilometers away in the western region of the Lachester Kingdom, a large eerie black airship could be seen hovering above a burning small settlement.

The screams of women and children wailing resonated in the now smoky skies above the region.

On the deck of said airship stood Sayiva who wore a cold expression as she looked down at the inferno without showing an inch of remorse or pity.

"My lady, here..."

*thumb*

Sayiva's attention was soon drawn away as a subordinate cloaked in black ascended to the deck via the platform while dragging behind three individuals. An adult man, woman and a child.

"Please spare us! I beg of you please! We've done nothing, we are simple folk!" The man bowed deeply and pleaded as tears ran down his face.

The day had ended normally and he had just been enjoying supper with his family when all of a sudden his settlement was attacked by these unknown cloaked individuals who burned and killed his friends, neighbors and even relatives right before his eyes.

He had attempted to hide along with his family in a storage shed but in the end they still got caught but rather than being killed there and then, he was dragged here before this tall intimidating elven woman with blood red eyes.

Sayiva's eyes settled on the hand belonging to the woman where a silver looking ring with a red jewel could be seen on her index finger.

"That belongs to us, where did you get it?" Sayiva's echoey voice sent shivers down the spine of the woman as this question was directed at her. The shock from what she had experienced thus far had been too much and she couldn't utter a word, she only cried while shaking her head and holding her child tightly.

"It's me your excellency! I dug that ring up many years ago when I worked in the mines belonging to the Lovitz family, I didn't mean to steal it... I just wanted my wife to have a nice wedding ring. Please punish me instead!" The man pleaded desperately while keeping his head lowered and crying his eyes out.

"You're vermin but at least you know your place, I'll spare your useless life for making it easier to retrieve this, you... give me your hand." Sayiva muttered coldly as she opened her hand towards the trembling woman.

"Honey do it please!" With the encouragement from her husband, the woman slowly stretched out her hand until it was held by Sayiva.

*slash!*

Without warning Sayiva slashed the hand of the already shocked woman by the wrist, separating it from the rest of her body.

"You may leave now, it was your blessing to receive my benevolence." Sayiva muttered before turning away while holding the woman's bloody hand.

The woman was in such shock that it took some time time for the pain to hit her. Before she could scream, her husband hugged her tight and placed his hand on her mouth before retreating hurriedly.

The cloaked figure who had dragged them there only looked at them for a moment before focusing on Sayiva. 'She's always hated humans but ever since the Komi Islands... she's been far more blood thirsty and domineering...' the figure thought while awaiting further orders.

"Lovitz mines... set a course there." Sayiva casually instructed before removing the ring from the dismembered hand and placing it on her on own finger.

[ We must get the others quickly so we may all possess a vessel of our own ]

[ Yes, Yes, Hurry ]

"Don't worry it's only a matter of time." Sayiva muttered before tossing the dismemberment hand into the blazing inferno below the airship.

...

Meanwhile at around the same time back in the city of Vonstein Aron was now making his way towards Castle Vonstein, the fort like palace in which the main family resided.

Despite it being such an important place, the castle didn't have much security in terms of guards as only a few patrolled the grounds both outside and within the premises.

Due to this Aron was approached by some guards in a hostile manner even before reaching the castle's main gate.

"You..." A burning anger could be seen clearly in the guard's eye as he looked at Aron viciously. From what Aron could see in his time as Gregor Vonstein, the man was truly respected and admired within the family so to be faced by his killer yet being forced to not act was truly infuriating.

Aron had expected such treatment so his expression remained unmoved as he turned to face the guard wielding a spear in his direction. "I'm here to see Lady Ursula, pass on my message." Aron revealed in a rather commanding tone which only served to anger the guard further.

However Vonstein's military was known for its discipline and respect for the law so no matter how angry the guard was he didn't act out of line. Instead he lowered his spear before giving Aron a nod. "I will do so, please wait a moment." The guard replied rather politely although the hostility in his tone was still very much apparent.

As the guard went away Aron remained stationary and crossed his arms while glancing at the castle walls. There were a few guards on patrol who could be seen gazing in his direction with similar hostile expressions on their faces. 'I'm amazed no one has tried to attack me so far, is it just due to discipline or perhaps fear of Ursula.'

Aron decided to entertain a few random thoughts as he waited for the guard to return. The wait proved to be short however as soon the guard reappeared near the castle gate and gestured him over.

After walking over to the guard Aron wasn't spoken to but instead gestured to follow him inside.

Once past the gates Aron was directly led towards the main entrance. However before reaching there he noticed the castle grounds had plenty of carriages stationed outside.

He didn't question the guard on this however and continued to silently follow behind until they reached the main door.

"I was told that you should already know your way there." The guard came to a stop and gave Aron one last vicious glance before walking away, leaving him standing by the entrance.

'I do wonder what she'll do upon seeing me in person.' Aron thought as he finally decided to open the door and proceed inside.

"Welcome dear hon-!!" Upon entering, a roll of servants stood on either side of the passageway seemingly ready to greet any guest that came in.

Once they saw that it was Aron they seemed to freeze up in an almost literal sense as none of them said anything. Seeing as they wouldn't speak first Aron decided to confirm something. "Why are there so many carriages outside?" Aron turned his head to the left where the four male servants stood and asked this bluntly.

However before one of them could answer one of the four female servants on the right spoke up. "How dare you come here!?" She yelled in a tone carrying pure rage.

Aron glanced at her without giving her much of a reaction, he could easily recognize her as she was one of the servants he interacted with most with as Gregor Vonstein. From what he could tell, Gregor had a very intimate relationship with the young woman and she was deeply infatuated with him.

"I've been invited inside by Ursula or do I need the permission of some servant as well?" Aron harshly replied and purposefully aggravated the girl.

She looked ready to pounce on him as she clenched her fists and tears ran down her face. Had it not been for the other servants holding onto to her she may have already attacked without caring for the consequences.

"They are here to pay respects to the late young Lord Gregor Sir." A male servant saw that this was escalating so he quickly decided to answer Aron's initial question so he could leave.

"I see, that'll be all then." Aron didn't ask anything more and he turned to leave without sparing them another glance.

"Coward! Face me, take my life as well!" The enraged female servant called out while still crying out loudly but was still ignored by Aron.

After leaving the passageway, taking a few turns and ascending a flight of stairs Aron soon arrived in front of the door leading to Ursula's quarters.

"Enter."

Before he could even announce his presence she spoke first and granted him permission to enter. 'Seeing as she was able to sense me her alertness must be quite high at the moment.' Aron thought as he proceeded to enter the room.

Unlike his past visit the room this time around didn't contain a thin reddish mist making it much clearer to see.

Just like last time he found Ursula casually seated at the center of her bed although this time she was wearing what looked to be a military battle attire.

"You're either very brave or very foolish to come here after what you've done." Ursula had her dark pearl like eyes fixated on Aron. She felt a sort of anger bubbling up inside her simply from looking at his face.

Ursula was in her late twenties which in Pesia was quite a mature number given how many days made a year, although her body itself didn't show this. Her face was quite lovely despite having a few visible wrinkles here and there while her body was as fit as could be which was only natural for a warrior like herself.

Aron however remained neutral on the surface as he faced her, it was clear she was trying to intimidate him and lead the conversation which he couldn't allow. "Neither, I'm just that confident that if I want to leave... no one can stop me." Aron's suppressed wills were now released which gave him an even more vicious looking appearance compared to Ursula.

What could her anger amount to against the rage of thousands of beasts.

Despite all this Ursula herself also remained calm. "At the very least I doubt you'd leave unscathed." Ursula threatened once again but Aron only chuckled while shaking his head.

"I've had free reign in your home and city for many days, do you really think I didn't take any measures in case I was found out early?" Aron's question answered some of Ursula's worries.

He indeed did have access to the fort and moved freely for many days so he could have done quite a lot she wasn't aware of. But it was also possible that he was currently bluffing so he could have an edge, however Ursula wasn't willing to take that risk so she decided to cease her threats.

"Speak then, what do you want?"