Lord Shadow

“The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.”

― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

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SPAIN

THE SITE OF THE MOUNTAIN OF EVERLASTING LOVE

Spain after the Fall was quite temperate in temperature. Sometimes it would be warm but most of the time the temperature is mild.

But today…. today, the land is colored white. Snows falls down from the sky. An energy of coldness swept the entire land.

Cold energy blows from the south to the four direction

Standing on top of the peak of a mountain of ice is the most beautiful woman in the world. She looks like she is a heavenly fairy that descend down from the Heavens.

Her hair is as white a snow and even the flapping of her dress is as elegant as the moon. Her eyes is alive and shines bright like it was the sun.

And there is no word to describe the beauty of her lips that could enchant any man that gaze upon it.

Her lips could be seen in any other woman mouth yet when it is on her face, it looks perfectly crafted.

She looked delicate like a flower leaves of blossom yet there is this sense of untouchable beauty emanating from her very own existence.

She was like a beam of starlight in the darkness of the Universe, resplendently bright and resplendently alive.

Underneath her feet ice energy covered the area, reaching deep into the ground, burrowing like a sharp thorn that dig and dig endlessly, cooling the area and changing the weather.

She is wearing a white dress and laces of snowflakes that floated around her laces.

The spot where she is standing is the spot where she embraces Azief as he falls down almost dying because of an assassination.

She still remembers how scared she was finding him bleeding heavily and she could still hear the dripping of his blood.

She closes her eyes as the winter wind blows and her white dress flaps wildly in the wind. The snow keeps falling and covered the grass and the leaves and the tall trees.

A snow that covers the world!

The coast of Spain is frozen, the ship could not sail and the coldness of the winds is biting to the bones

Azief and her…. they always missed each other…by only a breath. Katarina is not like any other girls.

She never experienced this kind of love. This kind of love between man and a woman. She felt familial love only from her brother. But this? This kind of love she never felt it.

And probably because of that it is so intense.

She remembers the moments they shared when she was in Poland. She almost wished to drown the world with snow as long as he keeps being beside her.

Sofia……she was envious about one thing about that woman. It is the fact that Sofia met him first.

She loves him. And she is afraid to lose him. Anyone who loves someone and not afraid of losing their loved ones…. they probably never truly loved.

When she is with him, she could not help but opening up her heart.

It is kind of a bittersweet way of looking at love. She had nothing. She is content with nothing. But when she met him she falls in love with him in the most cliché and most classic way of falling in love.

It was love at first sight.

And it was that moment she remembered him the most. His eyes….and her reflection in his eyes.

And how she smiles when she sees him and how he looks at him when he thinks she couldn’t see him.

When that happens, Katarina reminded herself of this word

“This is special. I should remember this”

As she looks at the sky and at the snow falling she smiles. Death Monarch! What a glorious and terrifying title.

To many he is the overlord or a generation. A hero for some people. And everybody loves a hero even beauties.

But that is not why Katarina loves him. She does not need a hero in her life. She does not people to save her anymore.

She loves him because she sees him.

Broken thing recognizes other broken thing. With the reputation he built and the hard external appearance and image, he got the world believing shelf to be so tough that he had no weakness.

But Katarina see beyond the false exterior. He is a gentle man…. that had his heart hurt for so many times that it created a wall to make sure he never got hurt again

And one had to break that wall to get the ultimate prize.

His heart.

She knows why Azief find it so hard to let go of his own heart. And why is it so hard for him to realize that he is in love. Because she understands.

To love….to love anything at all….is to be vulnerable. For a person who is used to being invincible, being vulnerable must be terrifying

But when love does come and when it is reciprocated……there is nothing to describe how wonderful and beautiful that is.

Love is not overrated. There is a reason for all those poems, those stories and songs.

The wind blows again and the snow slowly falls down.

She then senses something

As she looked at the sky, she saw a dot coming towards her and an unreadable expression appears on her face.

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This is the end of the Arc and also the begging of my three-week hiatus. I think I have explained this many time. You can check out my other story while you are waiting.

Anyway, this is that cliffhanger…Hehehee. An dI will be resting myself and winding myself up

Don’t curse me too much. And hope you enjoy this chapter and this Arc.

Next Arc would be the Supremacy Trials and Time Crisis.