“As High as Honor”
Current King: King Henry Casterly
Heir: Derek Casterly
Area of Influence (Land they rule)
The Vaas Plains
Seat (main home of the ruling house)
House Casterly is the richest house in Eranor. Finding its wealth in the huge mines at the base of the mountains that surround the Vaas plains. The Plains are a large area os grassland, where the people live a simple life farming and growing crops for the rest of Eranor.
The snake reared up, its scales glistening pale green, its eyes yellow and horrible as they stared down at Derek. The prince could not move however, he was stuck in the same place he had started in. The snake hissed, forked tongue lapping at its nose.
It lunged and Derek screamed
The princes eyes fluttered open, darkness assaulted him and it took him a while to get used to it all before he shot up. Dragged in a ragged breath, Derek gasped, sweat beading on his naked torso. He glanced left then right and then left again…but there was no snake….there was nothing…only Darkness. Derek groaned and run a hand through his hair, the auburn locks stood up on end from the assault but he mad no move to fix it. Climbing from his bed, naked as his name day he pattered across his room to the large window. The chiffon curtains fluttered in the breeze but he pushed them aside and stood in the door way, looking out over the plains. “Guard” he managed after a moment. Behind him, the thick oak door was pushed open and a helmented head was slotted through “Your grace?” “Fetch me wine…and something to eat” he said, still staring out the window. “Now” he had to say, his voice stronger than before “Yes your grace”. The door closed the the stream of candle light that had found its way into his room was gone.
Derek Waited then…for his food, his wine…and for daylight.
Pushing herself up from the bed, the blanket fell upon her lap, she was wearing her white nightgown, the only reason why she used white was because of her husband, he was an angel, and she didn’t wanted to be all morbid around him, so she used white, even tho her favorite colors were always the dark ones. However, he wasn’t here in the chambers, but maybe he was around the castle? She stood up from the bed, walked up towards the huge doors from her chamber, opening it, and saw a maid.
“Maid, do you know where my husband might be?”
Metia asked, perking up an eyebrow.
“He left the castle early, majesty. Going for a walk in the village.”
The maid explained.
“I see.. Well, you’re dismissed.”
With this said, she closed the doors, and turned around facing her back against the door. She was alone in the castle, well not completely alone, her children was probably here as well, and she still had the servants and maids everywhere. But her husband wasn’t here, so she could act less than most of the days, and if somebody asked her why she was so moody, she used her husband absence as an excuse.
She walked up to the huge closet, and picked her queen dress, this time it was a dark one, she was tired of wearing that all white, so a dark color time to time wouldn’t hurt anybody. After putting on her dress, she called out two maids, to fix up her blonde hair, before she could place her beautiful crown on.
Now that she was finally ready, she walked through the huge hallways, heading to a empty large balcony, she placed her palms over it, showing off her long black nails, her light green eyes stared around, seeing how her kingdom was. One day, this all was going to be only hers, she didn’t had to share it with anybody else. One day..
Metia stayed a couple of minutes admiring the kingdom, till she decided to walk back inside, and get herself something to eat.
“Yes…yes I would like that. Thank you. Oh…and tell her, I expect to see her looking radiant in white this day.”
“Yes, your highness.” And with that, the man servant went to find the Queen and share the good news of the King’s return, and his wishes for that day.
While she was having a nice time drinking her tea, she was finally done, and pushed herself up from the huge chair, as she began to walk away again, she was going out to the gardens, so she could have more time to think about her own stuff, till a servant come behind her, calling her.
“Majesty, your majesty. Excuse me for interrupt you, but your King is finally back, and he’s waiting for you in the library. Also, he is excepting to see you, majesty, looking radiant in white today.”
The servant said, as he noticed the Queen this time was wearing dark colors, it was the first time for him to see her like that, so he was rather surprised with this.
Hearing this words, Metia huffed out, but quickly replaced her annoyed expression with a smile.
“Alright, tell him I’m on my way. You’re dismissed.”
Great, now she had to go change clothes, damn. Metia walked back to her bedroom, and called two maids again, this time, they was going to help her on dressing up the white dress. For some reason, the white dress was always more complex on dressing than the black one, probably because it had more details and stuff. They probably took 15minutes on dressing her, and fixing her hair. They had to take care of her hair, because she had tied it all up, and her King always enjoyed seeing her hair free, she had a long curly hair now. She didn’t liked her hair on that way, because it would bother her a lot, and it was extremely warm, but since they was closer to the winter, she would be fine.
Now that she was finally done, she just headed to the library. Wearing a beautiful white dress, matching with the color of her shoes, her light blonde hair and the light color of her eyes was a perfect match. She had different eyes, since it was always changing the color, it always depends on the light around, sometimes it can get blue, others gray and others green. So it was hard to really define the color of her eyes. The servants open the huge doors from the library, as they walled the Queen step inside.
“Finally I found you in this lovely morning, my King.”
Metia said with a lovely smile, as she grabbed the sides of the dress, so she could bow, before start walking more closer to him.
“Indeed, we are, King.”
She told him, as he watched her getting closer, she closed her eyes, as she felt his palms against her cheeks, his skin always warm and hers this time was cold, that touch of him, left her breathless, but before she could open her eyes again, she felt him bringing her face up to his, she even tip-toed, because she knew he would kiss her. Metia had to admit, she hated some stuff on her husband, but it was always good to be loved, well it was more for the lust but she still enjoyed. Her husband was a handsome man, lots of women would do anything to be with him, the same way lots of men would do anything to be with her, but the both of them remained together. Only because her parents told her she was going to marry the King Henry, she hated that idea, because he’s an angel, and she knew with her wicked personality, she had to change a lot, but now it has been years, the both of them has two kids, and she got used with this acting. Even tho she loves her children, till her psycho and dark side takes over her, and she will do anything to have what she wants.
After the kiss, Metia was finally able to open her eyes, and stare up at her King, a smile still upon her face, but then it got replaced by a chuckle. He was talking about the way he left her sleeping on the bed.
“Still, its not nice wake up in an empty bed, my dear. Not having anybody to cuddle, its rather sad.”
Metia said in a joking manner, even tho that was the truth. She placed her gentle palms over his chest, her nails wasn’t anymore the dark color, it had no color, but they was long and perfect. She done random trails upon his clothing, as she stared up at his eyes, then down at his lips and at his neck. Basically scanning him with her eyes.
“I never thought you enjoyed walk in the dawn.”
Now that he let go off her hands, she walked up to some small table that was there, and trailed her nails over the wood, as her eyes stared down at it, before look back up at her King. Oh no, there he goes again, talking about this all, how much Metia hated when he began to talk about this, she didn’t believed in any kind of that, for her god wasn’t real, nor miracles existed, but her place in the world, was to show how hell can be.
The way her husband talked, made her stomach turn, she even turned her head around, and stuck out her tongue, like she was about to throw up, but she quickly changed her expression, back to that calm and kind one, when he looked back at her. Now she was forced to keep that kind expression while his conversation got even more disgusting for her. How much this woman suffer just for get what she wanted.
“You’re a truly Angel, dear.”
Metia replayed, as she walked towards him, with firm steps, and her chin raised, elegantly and confident. When he said he was now at her service, she couldn’t help but to grin, if he really knew what she wanted to do with him right now, he would’ve never said that words. Metia is still thinking on how she will get rid of her husband, she doesn’t think she can put him the dungeons, his warriors and guards are loyal to him, so she really couldn’t change their mind, the King is always higher. But then the thought of killing him was always there, running through her mind, on how, and when. Maybe she would wait a little more, till then.
“I really didn’t had anything planned, love. After my morning cup of tea, I was just going to the garden, so I could relax a bit.”