Cloak

In a large room covered in green paint and golden furniture scatterd all over the place, a tiny woman laid on a bed 5 times her size.

The bed was covered in very expensive looking gold sheets and looked really soft, considering how the woman was almost swallowed by the bed.

The door of the room opened to reveal an expressionless Balthazar, he walked into the room with each stride loud yet elegant. He stopped directly in front of the bed where the woman laid and stared at her with so much concentration like he was memorizing every detail of her face.

In actuality he was suprised at the immense power oozing out of the human,when he walked into this room.

Her platinum silver hair was scattered all over the pillow and her long lashes framed her pale face, at that moment she looked like a goddess put into eternal slumber.

After staring for over 10 minutes Balthazar withdrew his gaze from the girl on the bed and walked to the vanity on the other side of the room and sat down, he stared into the mirror for an unknown amount of time until a two taps on the door broke him out of his reverie.

Come in, he said with his extremely deep voice whilst looking towards the door and to his utter dismay a figure clad in a black cloak walked in.

The cloak was mostly black but there was an eye catching embroidery design at the back, it was that of a black and red dragon.

The once indifferent look on Balthazar face showed a hint of annoyance.

What are you doing here, he asked.

Stopping you from killing yourself, the figure in the cloak said in a very pleasant feminine voice. I knew you wouldn't heed to my warnings but I tell you for a fact she is more powerful than she looks.

She is a ticking time bomb Bal and will explode if triggered by any strong magic force, look what happened at the forest and your magic was compressed even then, the cloak figure said.

And right now I can feel immense raw power oozing out you, and you dare attempt to touch her....ENOUGH!!!!! Balthazar interrupted the cloaked figures speech.

You make it seem like this mere mortal is stronger than I am, she's nothing but a weak vessel containing a power than she cannot handle, a fragile been who can't weild the power, he said and started walking away then suddenly stopped.

Bal you don't understand the cloaked figure yelled, she might be a weak more mortal but the power in her is that of the supreme being, her magic is so strong that I feel sweat trickle down my spine, I know you feel it to not as much as I do but you feel the power coming from her, the cloaked figure said desperately.

She's dangerous for you Bal, yes she is weak and the power in her might destroy her physical body but it will destroy everyone around her to, even an immortal like yourself, she is the only one that can kill you so you must be careful, let me help yo...but she couldn't finish her statement because the man she was talking to turned back and was now staring straight into her eyes.

She felt a chill run through her spine and after what seemed like forever the man opened his mouth.

Whatever happened all those years ago ended then, I am not your Bal I am Balthazar ruler of Reville, I don't need your advice or help Zinnia, if you want to help me do as you are told and don't render unsolicited advice, he said enunciating every word slowly.

I will get everything I want and not you, or anyone including that silly vampire, his lapdog and his sorry excuse of an army can stop me, he said walking away.

Release Puck I need him to help with the extraction, he added while walking away.

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