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Amaranta-2. Captive of Elf’s King
Natalie Yacobson
The king of elves kidnapped Amaranta. Now she is his captive and sweetheart. Probably she is destined to become the queen of elves. But the Queen of Fairies does not give up, and intrigues against the rival. The dangerous magical secrets are waiting for Amaranta in the castle of elves.
Amaranta-2
Captive of Elf’s King
Natalie Yacobson
Translator Natalie Lilienthal
© Natalie Yacobson, 2021
© Natalie Lilienthal, translation, 2021
ISBN 978-5-0055-0571-2 (т. 2)
ISBN 978-5-0055-0572-9
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Visit of Fairies’ Queen
The feast of the evil spirits was nothing without her. Fiery demons danced in the magic ring, and he was not warm from their heat. It would be warm only from her arms.
«It’s hard to want someone else’s wife,«the evil spirit whispered, penetrated on the feast.
«Yes!» Dagda himself did not want, but responded. Never join conversations with stray spirits. There are some problems from them. So this spirit turned out to be obsessive.
«Want to pick it up for yourself forever so that you will never part with her.»
«Yes!» Why has he to hide the truth?
«But for this you have to take her away from the people,» the spirit said. «And this threatens a new agreement with people.»
«Sometimes the war is the only way to get something, without which you can’t live and what they will not give.»
«Who whatever you know it! Who fought against his own fellow for power?»
«Why do people believe that love needs to be kept under the lock, and someone else’s beloved can be kept next to themselves for marriage?»
– Well, marriage, if it is concluded, even without any love, is not so easy to terminate. You remember about the law about one century before the wedding. You start the war, kill Angus, and then you will have to say goodbye to Amaranta exactly per one century, and maybe forever. She is fragile and naive. In the transcendental fortress, where she will be locked from you, will certainly be a dark peri, who will told to her so that she herself violates all the conditions and extended your separation forever. We live in a cruel world, although we are magic creatures. And you remember perfectly that in heaven there was no better where your friend Lucifer once started the battle, and all of us, the former angels, and the current fairies were exiled on this mortal land, where people also appeared. Iy would be better they did not appear at all. Here and without them it was painfully.
But Dagda did not think so.
«There would be no human tribe, and Amaranta would not be born.»
«Right! You would have no problem. And now you suffer. You have a feeling that near the heart under the skin sprouted with spikes a blood-sucking rose. It is concerned, she, as a parasite, is embroidered to the hearts of all elves who fell in love with ordinary mortals. Although probably Amaranta a niece or a granddaughter of any stray fairies.»
«Unlikely! There are nothing from fairies. They are all contentious and sly. And she…»
:It is similar to those air angels who once fought against us.»
«Very accurate definition,» Dagda and himself thought about it, but he was afraid to pronounce it aloud.»
«Amaranta! Amaranta! Amaranta!» sang the spirit. «This gently girl will bring us something that the whole world will turn upside down, and people will not remain at all.»
«Stop it! I am so painful.»
«Sorry, Lord!»
It was clear on the tone that the spirit was not at all ashamed, but he flew too high, and Dagda was too lazy to catch him.
Typically, Pak disgusted all the other free spirits, who twisted over the kingdom of seven hills, but this time he had evaporated somewhere. Probably, the hissing boiler scared him. Dagda himself wanted no longer to sacrifice either the guilty elves, no more people caught on forest roads, but today Medea Shai generously sent victims – her own subjects. And the boiler from their blood came to life again. Miniature faces on it were cheerful it seemed that they would break out of the copper captivity, in which they stay. It was impossible, but even evil spirits were afraid of them.
«How strange you awarded all your friends and comrades!» said the spirit. «Will you do so with all your loved ones too? Does Amaranta also make a copper face on gates or boilers?»
Dagda was in a rage. Who did not know that his colleagues became his enemies during the war? The spirit was cunning. He flew in a black swirl around a boiler, considering all the troubles.
«I do not see here your best fighter.Is it for him not enough space? Where is Semildanah? Or did you cook him in the boiler, like Fomor or their mistress Domny?»
Duga felt as if he trode on his corns. It’s time to drive the spirit away, but he was burned from the boiler himself. Even an intangible creature it can burn. The thick of the boiler resembled a living being. Still a little bit, and the face of which he wants to forget will be seen. I knew about it.
Theevil spirit disappeared himself. It did not have to drive him. The guests slowly disperse, scattered and mowed in their own holes and hills. Inside each hill in the vicinity was located a palace. But some guests came from the black tract of Medea Shai. Even they were embarrassed at the sight of metamorphosis occurring with the boiler. Did you even condemn it to the monsters for putting a live copper monument to his victory on the bones of defeated? Persons in miniature whispered something, but he did not listen to them. All of them were the monument, erected on the battlefield from the souls of his rivals. And all the rivals once were his friends. Today, they all have got enaugh blood. In return there were on the bottom of the boiler something wonderful: gold, stone or some kind of magical object.
The blood of the victims overflowed through the edge of the boiler and flowed on copper persons. Only absorbing it all, they fell asleep.
Finally he remained alone. It was not here! Suddenly, after the feast, arrived a new guest and as usually entered without demand. No one dared to delay her.
What does she want this time? After all, he has already visited the celebration of New Moon, the solstice and disclosure of the gates of the underground world, which happens once in the century. Oh, yes on the nose is another holiday night of the afterlife, when all the dead rose to the night exactly at night, the bloodthirsty skeletons roam the world, catching travelers, and circle ditch above the ghosts. The king of the dead will be in question, and where is the partner of the beautiful Queen, who called him. Dagde will again have to play her partner, as he did at her request many times at every important holiday and event. May be time to say the stop. And let the king of the dead pulls Medea Shai to the kingdom of death. He will still shift himself on her fangs. During the century, Dagda understood that the Queen of fairies was the same black gift, like those evil spells that they gather a gloomy cloud near her.
«Dragon’s Love!» said the voices from the boiler. All knew about the love affairs of the fairies’ Queen with her scaly bodyguards. So they were consistent.
Often Dagda wondered why she needs someone else if she loves dragons so much to share her bed with them? The passion of Queen of fairies to the dragons was more than mutual. Nevertheless, Medea Shai more than once came to Dagde, to persuade so that he marry her. She did it quite skillfully, at the same time spread rumor. The magic people believed that the weddings would not be powerless, but Dagda himself decided otherwise.
So now the guest began a conversation with the old note.
«It’s time for you to make me your queen.» About us are already gossiped.
«You’re too beautiful to belong to someone alone.» In addition, your dragons are already waiting for you. By the way, how many of them are yours. On your bed, guarding the door, in the pools, in heaven…
«The dragons will be in the past, if you say «yes.»
«It is hardly an elf that does not know how and does not want to go to the dragon.»
«I will arrange the king of elves,» she insisted.
«Is it all about the title? Only?»
«The king is suitable for the queen. You are the ruler of the elves, I am the Governor of fairies and all sorts of ill spirits. We can rule the whole world together.»
«I do not want such great power.»
«Why?»
«To rule the whole world, you need to fight without the end, and the war is expensive.»
«When did you spend money on mercenaries?»
«I’m about moral value. When you kill someone, the black sites of their souls then do not lag behind you for centuries.
«It only happens with bright elves. If you enter into an alliance with the dark fairy, then your conscience will be neutralized. In addition, opposites should be attracted and formed into a happy marriage union. You like sunlight, I am a seductive darkness. We are made for each other.
«This is poetic, but unreliable.»
«All because of the man’s wife?»
«Do not call her so. And please leave.»
«She will die during the century, and I will still come back to seduce you.»
The queen of fairies’ lips were next to his, but Dagda easily opposed all her charm and tricks.
«Better to seduce another dragon,» he advised.
She was offended deadly. Now, for sure, she will take revenge. Dagda has already prepared for small dirty tricks, like rains from black mud over the hills or invasion of the black locust. But Medea Shai suddenly started another song.
«I am the queen of faries,» she began to beat on pity. «Do you imagine how much duties has the queen? I will right with my people alone. Without the help of a man. Dragons are only part of the Bestiary. There are no benefit.
«Is it only in bed?» Dagda heard what everyone said, «Medea Shai is not only a lady, but also a lover of dragons. Let her temptation for everyone in a row, but with dragons she is the rightmost. After all, such relationships can not be called mesallians.»
«Oh, you are jealous!» she was delighted. «I thought you were from a stone or from copper, as your boyfriend in the boiler. But you feel something, so accompany me when I ask. Somewhere deep under the gold and green leaves that they grow from the skin, the heart beats.»
She put her hand with black fingernails to his coat, but Dagda was removed.
«I also wanted to talk about… escort,» otherwise it was not called. «I would no longer wanted to play the role of your accompanying.»
«Because you yourself have a lady? Did you forget that she is busy? And here I am free. Dragons are only for the species. They will not fly for a holiday. Everyone will ask, and where is my king. Dragon is just a means of movement in the eyes of royal persons. Without a king-spent or at least Prince Consort, I am considered a lonely and unfortunate woman who is easy to take away the power.
«Other Queen of fairies did not complain about it.»
«All my predecessors have not been detained on the throne for a long time. So, behaved wrong.»
«And among your subjects there is no one who could be your prince consort? For example, one of the dragons or Thierry.»
«They are unworthy of such a high position. It can only be another ruler.»
Dagda felt herself trapped. So many arguments, and everything leads to one result – it’s easy for him not to harm her. Sometimes the queen uf fairies resembled a monstrous shadow, which crawled over the wall and fled everything with black darkness.
«I can not walk anywhere without a satellite,» Medea Chai insisted. «I am too seductive. Because of me, war will break.»
«You have dragons. In my opinion, they are quite enough.»
«Need a decent satellite.»
«What about Thierry and Quentin, which you seduced.
«Need a king, not an ordinary elf.»
«Seduce a mortal king.»
«This is such a boredom! He and a century will not last, as will be in a living skeleton in the crown.»
«To the joy of the king of the deads?»
«He was waiting for me many centuries.»
«So go with him. He has an extensive kingdom, which is all expanding due to the people who have moved to the world.»
«And who will rule the fairy in my absence?»
«There is someone!» It’s for sure. Other government replaced faster. Before it was a lot of them, all radiant and playful. And she came as night and shrouded in darkness everything.
«Think if I rule the kingdom of deads, then I’ll get what you wish.»
«In terms of?»
«All people are mortal! Amaranta too. When she dies, she will get to the servants, because it will be forced to go down to the kingdom of the deads, as it should be all.»
«So what?» Dagda tried to pretend that he did not care. Did not work. The queen of fairies knew perfectly who and to whom he was disseminated. For it she has an excellent sense. And the keys of the strange form, which were at her belt, allegedly unlocked the doors, followed by the stolen souls of all the magical beings that she did not please. The keys are ringing tightly, knocking on each other when she walked or flew above the floor. What if one of these keys she prohibits for him after thers wedding, as if they asked him.
Why did everyone consider their wedding inevitable fact? Because the black servants of Medea Shai trottered it to everyone. They knew how to introduce black couples in consciousness, changing the worldview not only people, but also of magical creatures. Thus, no one has denied the news of the wedding. In addition to Dagda himself, he did not believe well. It was believed that he was excessivly modest, while bidding about the degree of power and dowry.
«The people die like flies,» Medea Shai sighed theatrically. The keys with heads in the shape of the sun, month, elephant, the castle, the mountains and the dragons were wrung by copying her facial expressions. And they are all of the metal, but they look like alive. One key with the head in the form of an iron rose was exactly from the dungeon, where Medea Shai locked part of herself, embodied in a black living plant. Will her collection be happy once the key with his head in the form of wings from the dungeon, where does she ban the king of the elves? She plans it. Dagda could sometimes read her thoughts as one big black manuscript in which solid horrors are recorded.
«You will need an immortal companion.»
«Or the content? Your debts in front of the kings with whom you were friends, fed, like your magic abilities.»
«True, so all my lenders have long been sleeping in the form of crowned skeletons in the fortresses overgrown with spikes and bloodsowing plants.»
«Many people will envy your ability to repay loans.»
«I put the eyes on the king of Ilior.»
«So go to him. Or fly. The window is open for you. The door will open the servants, barely ask.»
«You are not happy at all? Do not miss me?»
