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The Locket BK
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"The Locket"
The walls were graced with wooden torches. The flames lightened the damp darkened hallways as the King began to descend the stairwell. Reaching into his pants pocket, he pulled out an ornate platinum key. A heart shaped key that had not been used in a very long time. This key was special, it opened the doors to the old section of the Castle LeStat. This was the forbidden section, no one could enter here without him. many times he would tell his children this very strict rule. Gage himself, only went down there for special, mainly aesthetic purposes. It had been many, many years since he had been down in this section of the castle. The ambiance of the hallways was somewhat spooky. No wonder his children were frightened when coming here, he thought to himself.
Gage walked down a long corridor to a large ornate wooden door. It's exterior had been hand carved with abstract heart shapes among many delicate long stemmed roses that adorned the wood. The petals seemed to sparkle in the firelight due to a brushing of gold dust that was intricately placed upon every tip of each rose. It's beauty was surreal. He was near breathless taking in the artist's message that he received while gazing at the masterpiece. He lightly traced the intricate detail of the door with his hand. He felt a prickling sensation upon his fingers. One of the razor sharp thorns upon the stems had pierced his skin. Blood droplets began to fall from his hand. He looked with wonder and awe as the door absorbed his blood from the exact place his fingers had been gouged. He looked closely to the stems, they were so perfectly carved they almost seemed to be alive. How could that be? He quirked his brow then ran his fingers through his obsidian hair. Glancing back at the canvas, he took notice to the fact the blood spatter was completely gone. It were almost as if the rose carvings had come to life, needing nourishment, they took communion from him.
As he stood before the locked room, he rummaged through his pocket. There at the bottom lay the key to this door. One he had never entered before, it was forbidden. He was told at a very young age to never to ever enter this room. After hundreds of years Gage's curiosity got the best of him. He had always wondered what lay inside this room? What could be so special about it? The door seemed to have had it's own bizarre form of security features. Could this door by chance bleed someone out? Was that the reason for the ornate detail? A design, so beautiful that one simply could not leave it be. Were the rose thorns on the canvas some sort of weapon used to keep people out? If so, what could be so important or valuable inside of this room to warrant that type of protection? For one brief moment before placing the key into the lock Gage began to smell the succulent fragrance of roses, it was very pronounced. The scent was inviting compared to the musty smell of the closed section. He shook his head, then placed the exquisite key into the lock. The scent grew stronger as he turned the key, The scent was almost sickening. Gage thought to himself, were these events all a warning of some type, for him not to enter the locked room? Many things about the LeStat castle were on the odd side but this by far was the most peculiar incident he could remember ever happening in the old section.
The tumblers inside of the lock made loud sounds as it unlocked. He peered in through the doorway, the interior of the room was pitch black. Even for a vampire it was by far too dark to see anything. Gage grabbed one of the torches from the wall holding it in front of himself. He stepped into the large room. The smell of the roses began to fade as the door closed behind him. Upon the walls were many portraits of a beautiful woman. One after another, paintings of this beauty adorned the walls. Without noticing he had walked for quite sometime admiring the woman in the pictures. He was so intrigued that he ran into something while being so preoccupied. Looking down at the obstruction, it became clear to him whom the woman in the portraits was. Inside of a rose colored glass coffin lay his grandmother Aubriella. He had always wondered where her remains lay to rest. Now there before him, she lay. He traced the crystal roses upon the glass enclosure with his fingers as he moved towards the head of the coffin. Aubriella appeared to just be sleeping. Her body perfectly preserved for hundreds of years. A dim light cast down upon her from the ceiling lighting up her beautiful features. Gage was very young when she had passed. He could only remember small things about her. He frowned feeling badly that he didn't remember her face though. Even now it was as if he were looking at a stranger.
It became obvious the more he looked around that this was Aubriella's chambers. Wardrobes full of beautiful dresses, royal robes and furs were everywhere at the end of the room. A servants quarters entrance was behind one of the closets. Aubriella always had her hand maiden with her no matter where she was. He could remember his Mother telling him. His grandmother's servant was more than help. She was Aubriella's friend. Gage peered into the quarters. He smiled while noticing the small servants room was nothing of the sort. Aubriella treated the young woman as family. Where one was the other followed. The two woman loved one another as friends and confidants. His eyes were drawn to a painting in the tiny hallway that led to the handmaidens room. It was a portrait of his grandmother and the girl. Gage had never seen this woman before. Upon the painting read, Aubriella and Akilah LeStat. Gage was sure the girl was the handmaiden. He could not understand why she had the last name of LeStat. He had never heard of this girl. Never in any stories that were told to him by his parents was this woman ever mentioned. Gage wondered if this woman still existed. Or had she met Aubriella's fate?
Gage looked inside of the small room a bit more. Upon a bureau lay a gold locket. He opened it, inside was a picture of the woman named Akliah and a man he had never seen before. The man wore knight's armor. An inscription on the back of the locket read "Lovers Eternally M and A" Gage had his share of run ins with his enemies in the Dragon Order. He knew most of the order members by name. He had never saw the man in the picture before. Gage wondered if the picture was old, that the people in the portraits were possibly deceased. Something about the locket drew Gage to inspect it further. A memory flashed before his eyes seeing this beautiful maiden and a knight in the LeStat Royal rose garden together. They were happy, he was making a crown of flowers for her head. Gage could hear the softness of his voice also the laughter in hers. Everything was so tranquil. Then a ruckus happened, the royal guard dogs went amuck. Gunfire could be heard. Once the commotion had stopped, the woman had disappeared. The knight looked for her, she could not be found, he fell to his knees, then sobbed like a child. Gage could hear the man speak through this lucid illusion playing in his mind. "Akilah, I will find you, no matter how many corners of this earth I must travel. I will find you, my one forever love." Gage wondered what could have happened to the girl? If she were family, how come he had never heard of her or the knight? Gage placed the locket into his jacket.
"The Locket" The walls were graced with wooden torches. The flames lightened the damp darkened hallways as the King began to descend the stairwell. Reaching into his pants pocket, he pulled out an ornate platinum key. A heart shaped key that had not been used in a very long time. This key was special, it opened the doors to the old section of the Castle LeStat. This was the forbidden section, no one could enter here without him. many times he would tell his children this very strict rule. Gage himself, only went down there for special, mainly aesthetic purposes. It had been many, many years since he had been down in this section of the castle. The ambiance of the hallways was somewhat spooky. No wonder his children were frightened when coming here, he thought to himself. Gage walked down a long corridor to a large ornate wooden door. It's exterior had been hand carved with abstract heart shapes among many delicate long stemmed roses that adorned the wood. The petals seemed to sparkle in the firelight due to a brushing of gold dust that was intricately placed upon every tip of each rose. It's beauty was surreal. He was near breathless taking in the artist's message that he received while gazing at the masterpiece. He lightly traced the intricate detail of the door with his hand. He felt a prickling sensation upon his fingers. One of the razor sharp thorns upon the stems had pierced his skin. Blood droplets began to fall from his hand. He looked with wonder and awe as the door absorbed his blood from the exact place his fingers had been gouged. He looked closely to the stems, they were so perfectly carved they almost seemed to be alive. How could that be? He quirked his brow then ran his fingers through his obsidian hair. Glancing back at the canvas, he took notice to the fact the blood spatter was completely gone. It were almost as if the rose carvings had come to life, needing nourishment, they took communion from him. As he stood before the locked room, he rummaged through his pocket. There at the bottom lay the key to this door. One he had never entered before, it was forbidden. He was told at a very young age to never to ever enter this room. After hundreds of years Gage's curiosity got the best of him. He had always wondered what lay inside this room? What could be so special about it? The door seemed to have had it's own bizarre form of security features. Could this door by chance bleed someone out? Was that the reason for the ornate detail? A design, so beautiful that one simply could not leave it be. Were the rose thorns on the canvas some sort of weapon used to keep people out? If so, what could be so important or valuable inside of this room to warrant that type of protection? For one brief moment before placing the key into the lock Gage began to smell the succulent fragrance of roses, it was very pronounced. The scent was inviting compared to the musty smell of the closed section. He shook his head, then placed the exquisite key into the lock. The scent grew stronger as he turned the key, The scent was almost sickening. Gage thought to himself, were these events all a warning of some type, for him not to enter the locked room? Many things about the LeStat castle were on the odd side but this by far was the most peculiar incident he could remember ever happening in the old section. The tumblers inside of the lock made loud sounds as it unlocked. He peered in through the doorway, the interior of the room was pitch black. Even for a vampire it was by far too dark to see anything. Gage grabbed one of the torches from the wall holding it in front of himself. He stepped into the large room. The smell of the roses began to fade as the door closed behind him. Upon the walls were many portraits of a beautiful woman. One after another, paintings of this beauty adorned the walls. Without noticing he had walked for quite sometime admiring the woman in the pictures. He was so intrigued that he ran into something while being so preoccupied. Looking down at the obstruction, it became clear to him whom the woman in the portraits was. Inside of a rose colored glass coffin lay his grandmother Aubriella. He had always wondered where her remains lay to rest. Now there before him, she lay. He traced the crystal roses upon the glass enclosure with his fingers as he moved towards the head of the coffin. Aubriella appeared to just be sleeping. Her body perfectly preserved for hundreds of years. A dim light cast down upon her from the ceiling lighting up her beautiful features. Gage was very young when she had passed. He could only remember small things about her. He frowned feeling badly that he didn't remember her face though. Even now it was as if he were looking at a stranger. It became obvious the more he looked around that this was Aubriella's chambers. Wardrobes full of beautiful dresses, royal robes and furs were everywhere at the end of the room. A servants quarters entrance was behind one of the closets. Aubriella always had her hand maiden with her no matter where she was. He could remember his Mother telling him. His grandmother's servant was more than help. She was Aubriella's friend. Gage peered into the quarters. He smiled while noticing the small servants room was nothing of the sort. Aubriella treated the young woman as family. Where one was the other followed. The two woman loved one another as friends and confidants. His eyes were drawn to a painting in the tiny hallway that led to the handmaidens room. It was a portrait of his grandmother and the girl. Gage had never seen this woman before. Upon the painting read, Aubriella and Akilah LeStat. Gage was sure the girl was the handmaiden. He could not understand why she had the last name of LeStat. He had never heard of this girl. Never in any stories that were told to him by his parents was this woman ever mentioned. Gage wondered if this woman still existed. Or had she met Aubriella's fate? Gage looked inside of the small room a bit more. Upon a bureau lay a gold locket. He opened it, inside was a picture of the woman named Akliah and a man he had never seen before. The man wore knight's armor. An inscription on the back of the locket read "Lovers Eternally M and A" Gage had his share of run ins with his enemies in the Dragon Order. He knew most of the order members by name. He had never saw the man in the picture before. Gage wondered if the picture was old, that the people in the portraits were possibly deceased. Something about the locket drew Gage to inspect it further. A memory flashed before his eyes seeing this beautiful maiden and a knight in the LeStat Royal rose garden together. They were happy, he was making a crown of flowers for her head. Gage could hear the softness of his voice also the laughter in hers. Everything was so tranquil. Then a ruckus happened, the royal guard dogs went amuck. Gunfire could be heard. Once the commotion had stopped, the woman had disappeared. The knight looked for her, she could not be found, he fell to his knees, then sobbed like a child. Gage could hear the man speak through this lucid illusion playing in his mind. "Akilah, I will find you, no matter how many corners of this earth I must travel. I will find you, my one forever love." Gage wondered what could have happened to the girl? If she were family, how come he had never heard of her or the knight? Gage placed the locket into his jacket.
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