Amit & Mythri (Preview)

Yasmin smiles lovingly at him. His body is covered in a strange transparent pink film. His body is skeletal, all bones that that strange pink. His skull is stretched and pointed, beauting etchings cover it. His sockets are dark and deep. After the initial shock wears off I could understand the ghastly allure of him. 

My husband takes his hand, shaking it heartily. “I don’t understand what my wife sees in me half the time.” He smiles and Nictis laughs.

“We are all lucky, I suppose. Come! I have food waiting for all of you. The rest should arrive throughout the next few days. I plan on talking with each of you individually before we start the summit.” 

Kitto takes hold of my hand and I can tell he is missing Behrou. He sits beside me at the dinner table, not joining Czernobog and Amit at the head. Mora sits beside me as well, looking frustrated and annoyed.

“Are you ok?” I ask her.

“I don’t like this,” she murmurs. “We’ve known about the Gnolls and frankly I don’t see the problem with them. You swat at them and they’ll go away. But it’s this Centaur that has me on edge.”

“Are you worried about the gold mines?” Kitto asks.

“He’s already conquered the Golems,” Branok replies. “He’s trying to amass as much fortune as he can to support this unified Empire ideal of his.”

I furrow my brow. “Unified Empire?”

“He wants to be the one sole King,” Mora growls. “He wants to conquer and take over everything. Any king or ruler is in great danger of facing him right now.” She scoffs and shakes her head, “the fact that Nictis has invited us all here under one roof has me worried. We are easy pickings.”

“Then why come?” Kitto glares at her.

“Because of Amit,” Branok answers. “If anyone can face this Demir and come out victorious is him. We want to stand behind him.”

I look over at my husband at the head the table. I feel his weight and burden, all these expectations that rest on him. All these leaders look up to him and respect his opinion. I am so worried for him. I know he wants to make the right decision, but how can he when so many expect something from him?

The door opens and more royals join us. I see and Ifrit and a Griffin, both with wives at their sides. Later a Naga comes in with her wife as well. Nictis greets them all warmly, inviting them to his table and serving them wine and fine foods.

The Naga Queen, Nadine, goes out of her way to greet me and her wife rolls her eyes. “She loves beautiful women,” she replies.