David Bishop and the Mystic of Creation T.C. Crawford (icecream ebook reader txt) 📖

for now. We cannot risk them joining in the fight until the Elves have been handled. Only then will we take the fight to the Dwarves and their Emerald halls.” he said, his eyes and expression still unwavering.

When he sensed that Octavian had understood his task, the Defiant One simply nodded slightly and vanished without a trace. Was he ever really there, or was it simply a projection? Octavian never could tell.

Relieved that he was alone once again, the king shook off the lingering uneasiness and immediately started off towards the stairs.

When he reached the bottom and exited into the main corridor leading to the great entrance hall, he was greeted by the general of the Wolf Guard.

“Your majesty. What news do you bring?” he asked in his snarling tongue, stepping in stride with his King.

“The Defiant One has given us new orders, Targon. We are to split our main force in two, sending one to Ravenfell, and the other across Draco’s Pass to besiege the White City.” he replied, now reaching the main entry hall and stopping before a small company of Wolf Guard who had been waiting for their next assignment.

“And what of the Dwarves? Surely they won’t like us passing through their territory.” replied Targon.

“Our orders are to leave them be, for now. We must not risk pulling them into this just yet. For now, our focus will be on the Elves and the Humans. With them out of our way, we can then consolidate our remaining forces to take out the Dwarves. Targon, I expect you to lead the forces to the East. As for me, I will personally see to it that our Southern neighbors are extinguished once and for all.” said Octavian with a flicker in his eyes.

The company of Wolves bowed to their king before taking off at an incredible pace through the front doors and down the spiral pathway that had been carved into the side of the pillar of rocky earth that the palace now rested upon. They would spread the news to the army of demons and begin their march Eastward, while the remaining forces would prepare for their march south towards the mountain pass.

Octavian couldn’t help but smile. His time had finally come to march on Ravenfell – and he couldn’t be more eager to begin.

Chapter IV

David and Erin finished packing their bags, finally prepared for the long journey ahead, before sitting down at the foot of David’s bed.

David wrapped his arms around Erin and pulled her backwards, falling into the soft blankets and cushioned mattress. In that moment, they both cherished the coziness and warmth of the bed – knowing it would be the last time they would enjoy such luxury for a long time. The journey through the wilderness was never a comfortable experience, and they would be heading through unfamiliar and possibly hostile territory. It was going to be a long, hard road ahead of them.

As Erin nestled into the crook of David’s arm and lay her head on his chest, she took comfort knowing they would be together through the coming journey. She was confident that no matter what they faced they would be able to overcome it together.

David kissed the top of her head and squeezed her tightly. It was moments like this that he cherished the most. He wished they could just live normal lives together, enjoying each other’s company, not worrying about the rest of the world, but he knew that was a fantasy at best. They would never enjoy that kind of peace, not while the Defiant One was still roaming their land, not while his army of demons were still mercilessly killing every living thing they encountered on their march to domination.

He sat up, rubbing his temples. He had been having these horrible headaches ever since his battle with General Krauss. Sometimes they were barely noticeable, while other times it throbbed so painfully that it prevented him from carrying on even simple conversations. Eventually the pain subsided, and he stretched and prepared to get up, knowing that Tyrius and the others were waiting on them.

David gave Erin one last long, passionate kiss before he stood up and helped her to her feet. Then they grabbed their belongings and headed out the door to meet with the others.

They made their way out of the castle and down the road through the bustling mountain city before starting towards the far end of the valley where the Southern Tunnel entrance lay.

Throughout the city the townspeople were busy at work, preparing in any way they could for the coming days. The streets were bustling with activity as carts and wagons full of supplies were pulled by mules towards the castle, stockpiling everything ranging from blankets and clothes, to food and equipment. They had been instructed to help gather as much as they could while they had the chance, knowing that any day now they would be under siege by the hideous creatures that had overrun the Northern Kingdom and caused so many of the refugees that now occupied their houses to flee from their homes in the Outer Woods.

Those who had fled were extremely grateful for the hospitality of the people of Ravenfell. Despite their differences, they had been kind and welcoming – many finding over the past week that they were related and rekindling past familial ties, others quickly developing friendships that would last the ages – if they were so lucky to survive these trying times. The one thing that bound them together most of all and had contributed most to their fast acceptance of one another was the common threat they faced from the Defiant One and his armies. They each knew that their best chance of survival was to work together towards their mutual goals.

As David and Erin walked beyond the city limits and through the valley, they took in the surrounding beauty, knowing it may be the last time they see the valley in such