Sephora conditioned its diurnals to be cool with a breezing chill originating beyond the horizon of the seas of Marathon. For the magnificent city of Marquis, it meant gentle cradling if port and starboard sails were lifted upon the flag staffs and horizontal poles of traditional dwellings and commerce. Stringed banners of golden-colored leaves of foliage from many corners of the Eden Elysium universe connected among smoke stacks and weather vanes. All the commonly local food omitted the fragrance of vanilla-pumpkin spice – a solid sign of the upcoming season. Turnips carved with grotesque facial features dangled from window sills. Pumpkins cut with sinister grins and piercing eyes sat like the psychotic unfortunate at steeps and stairways. Despite the taciturn direction of weather and presentation of a menacing nature, a sense of peaceful whimsy and charity overflowed pleasing the Father of Angels and Adam.
Gomer Wanderlust and Andromeda Arachne partnered together for the delight of Hosea von Alpha’s desires for the Jubilee affectionately titled the Masquerade. They bantered about on trivial gossip about how only the citizens ranging underneath the heels of the family of the High Baron and Queens followed the basic ordinances of such a celebration known to be a masquerade. As of up to now, none of the queens have presented their forms with a mask. Instead, their beautiful bodies held hardly any clothing instead opting for dignity featuring their house, marquee, and sigil. The only major change of presentation among queens thus far was Vivka von Alpha. She was christened with the clothing which was the matrimony of her soon-to-be posture and former duties as the Queen of House Blue Tang and her current establishment as High Baroness. Her clothing was more covering but her exquisites were still tantalizing and revealed. Such were the topics for two of the most trusted servants underneath the household of the High Baron and Baroness. However, the occupational tasks for the month – though still relentlessly busying and tiring – were made worthwhile for who they were assigned to assist.
“Andromeda, are we receiving our shipment of delectable sea creatures from Agua and Aqueduct?” Gomer asked.
“They are in route and shall be in before yesterday’s shipment is consumed,” Andromeda answered. “However, we are getting a double shipment of meat and vegetables from Pewter Smithy.”
Gomer and Andromeda observed down the streets leading to Jerusalem Square. All the restaurants and shops were opening this early hour. Servants assisted in presenting raw ingredients and cookware upon the stationed tables on the sidewalks of main walkways and roads. Side alleys were used as closed-off makeshift kitchens for the high demand of cooked delicacies to be replenished on centralized tables in midst of the stationed tables. Soldiers were assigned positions every twelve thrusts on both sides of every street for the ongoing sake of order and assistance. Such a large quantity of food equal in quality would need more assistance in its serving. Rows of racks of ewe-goats, billy-lambs, steamed vegetables, pork-bellied snakes and frogs, buttered bison, and breads overflowed from the tabletop. Cooks and chefs aligned themselves on the outside of side tables ready to cook special orders and specific delicacies using more lavish ingredients like wolf-scorpions, kraken tentacles, whole fruit bats, bison-deer shoulder, fungal turnips, butternut pumpkins, screaming leeks, and many other kinds of animals, vegetables, and minerals.
Today was however the final day of Sephora meaning tomorrow would bring Octavia. Also this final day of the month is the final day of a celebration which has for this annual been tied to the Masquerade: the Repast of Adoration. Originating from the region of the Cama de Retainer, it is a very important festival in which love and charity are highly cherished. The most fortunate would provide ingredients or cook exquisite meals which would then be presented for all to divulge in. Also, the food would not be charged for services rendered. It was considered an advancement of the love feast when followers of the Father of Angels and Adam through the King of Lords and the Lord of Kings would prepare a dinner or supper known as the love feast to feed the less-fortunate. This festival would not be what it is now if it weren’t for one single woman who now walked between soldiers, chefs, and cooks toward Andromeda and Gomer. She had an ambiance of beauty far more exquisite in the wind though she only wore ballet slippers and a yellow sash with mongoose furs.
“Lady Rydell. The Repast of Adoration is almost ready for its final diurnal,” Andromeda informed while taking a formal curtsey.
“We will finalize the festival with the Cake Ark,” Gomer said while formally curtseying as well.
“A job exceptionally completed ladies! I will inform Hosea of how intricate your responsibility to me was,” Rydell said. “Now please allow the patrons in. It is time to provide sustenance to the people.”
Both Gomer and Andromeda looked outward to the entryways into Jerusalem Square. Hordes of people from one end of the Eden Elysium universe to the other lined on the other side of a phalanx of guards waiting for the signal to allow them through. Most notably, nobody who were part of the population of Marathon were within the thankful hordes and masses since Hosea von Alpha implemented the system of six-hundred and thirteen laws, statutes, and judgments into the population so well, poverty and disease were considered foreign. The other regions however needed time to adjust to the perfection established by the Triune of the Father of Angels and Adams, the King of Lords and the Lord of Kings, and the Spirit of the Obedient Servants.
Once the top of the hour has peaked, the guards released their restraints and patrons flooded into the courtyard ready to indulge in the enticement of a wonderful meal. There were many displays of artistic styles within culinary. Bakers baked salamander-saliva rolls, heavenly pecan and grape nut pies, urchin-custard cakes, hacienda rabbit-foot pastries, triple-meat bread bowls, and long loaves of foot-long serpent bread. Soup chefs combined exquisite spices, veggies, and meats to simmer boar’s head stews, reptilian and seafood gumbo, scallion and rodent soup, and zebra-hyena chowder. Barbeque aficionados smoked, steamed, broiled, baked, and poached boar-cow briskets, shoulders of rhino-lions, kraken tentacles, whole cashew bats, and large scorpion and spider bodies. Crabs, fish, and other seafood were ground-kiln burned within bare patches of earth used mostly for fire pits.
The artistry was of course of the highest beauty pertaining to food and beverage but Rydell saw the true beauty within the Repast of Adoration. Classes made between social standing and regions did not exist here as everyone complimented and admired one another for either grace or obedience. Parents fed wholesome meals to their children who in between bites played in the streets with other children from other families. Even adults lowered their almighty social standing which included Kayla, the Queen of House Green Chameleon, who played hop-scotch tag with many of the outer-realm children. Edge de Fuujin and Rissa de Polaris shared an apple-pear tart between each other while their children pranced about. All in all, what the Repast of Adoration was meant to be was provided as Rydell observed up to the floating moon where the Castillo de Tarsus Coelho extruded like a titan observing creation. From the castle, multiple beams of light exited from the Alchemist of God. As Rydell observed, the beams of light traveled eloquently through the clouds like leaves in the wind until they formed into a twisting tower which aimed at the center of Jerusalem Square. A supernova of light flashed in which everyone turned away. However when everyone turned back to observe the result, many fell to their knees. Hosea and Vivka von Alpha had arrived.
“Welcome everyone to the final day of the Repast of Adoration!” Hosea von Alpha announced in which people responded in cheers. “It is my pleasure to bring this festival celebrated on the Cama de Retainer to all of you here within the luxurious city of Marquis here on Marathon during the Masquerade. I want you to enjoy the fruits made utilizing the Gifts of the Spirit of Obedient Servants within those who have surrendered their lives to God. May you all be blessed in the presence of the Father of Angels and Adams through his son, the King of Lords and Lord of Kings! Let us all bow our heads and shoot arrows of prayers and praise to Him!”
Everyone bowed their heads as Hosea von Alpha led in a prayer. At the conclusion of it, people praised in gratitude while continuing to consume their meals. Rydell than expressed her appreciativeness for the assistance provided by Gomer Wanderlust and Andromeda Arachne. Hosea von Alpha displayed his blessings through a favor and a bonus of gold, silver, spider silk, and time off amounting up to a full fourteen diurnals. Both Gomer and Andromeda fell to their knees and thanked Hosea von Alpha exuberantly. After rising, Hosea von Alpha gave direct orders to Gomer to personally deliver three full platters of the best delicacies to Kassandra Leigh, Queen of House White Wolf. Unfortunately for her, she had caught a disaster of influenza and needed to reside to her bedchambers. Gomer Wanderlust so happened to be immune to every disease in the Eden Elysium universe and also so happened to be well-admired by Kassandra.
After Gomer dismissed herself, Hosea von Alpha turned towards Rydell with an honest admiration expressed in his eyes. He walked up to her and embraced affectionately. Rydell returned the embrace with a friendly kiss upon Hosea von Alpha’s cheek before wrapping her arms around his waist. She locked eyes with Vivka von Alpha who in turned penetrated with piercing daggers in the form of her wrathful glare. After a few solitary moments of compassion, both Hosea von Alpha and Rydell separated but still held each other’s arms.
“Rydell, this year’s Repast of Adoration is such a blessing to all and a great honoring to the Father of Angels and Adam,” Hosea von Alpha said.
“I am pleased to be honoring Him through honoring you,” Rydell said while kneeling down followed by affectionately kissing the back Hosea von Alpha’s hand.
Vivka von Alpha could not bear the façade of humility anymore as she turned on her heel and advanced towards Kayla now playing blindfold tag with the children. Rydell adjusted herself to a vertical base and escorted Hosea von Alpha among the multitudes of crowds explaining all the justly good this year’s Repast of Adoration has brought to the people. They even enjoyed a platter of fried scorpion claw and squid-fish tail paella. Afterwards, Hosea von Alpha excused himself to join his wife who latched onto his arm a little too compactly in which everyone noticed. It was definitely a exhibition of either ownership or insecurity. Nevertheless, it presented a deportment that was actually quite negative for Vivka von Alpha. Rydell took no satisfaction in her notice of the situation knowing she needed to train Vivka von Alpha in understanding and relational security. This went on for the rest of the final diurnal of Sephora until it was just beyond dusk. The sustenance still overflowed but the time of conclusion was drawing near in which the Cake Ark would be shown as the exclamation point for this year’s Repast of Adoration.
“High Baron, we have a problem!” a voice resonated from the crowds.
Hosea von Alpha turned towards the direction of the voice’s source. It belonged to Andromeda. She was hustling quickly towards him so fast, she stumbled forward and skinned her knee. Hosea von Alpha broke the superiority of his position and assisted her back to standing avoiding the guards who hurried up to do the same.
“Now tell me Andromeda. What is the situation for such brouhaha?” Hosea von Alpha asked intently.
“It’s the Cake Ark,” Andromeda said with difficulty because of her deficiency of breath. “It is missing!”
“What?!” Hosea von Alpha said angrily. “How can you lose a fifteen thrust tall cake?!”
“I…I don’t…I don’t know.”
“Wait a minute!” interrupted Vivka von Alpha. “What is a Cake Ark?”
An allocated amount of time passed for the explanation of the Cake Ark. It was an originated idea from both Rydell and Hosea von Alpha to honor Vivka von Alpha. This honoring was made by baking a large three-tiered honey cake fifteen thrusts tall with numerous delectable delights cooked and incorporated on each tier centralizing on each major animal granted salvation through Noah Albino during the deluge. There would be another smaller version of the Cake Ark made for the indulgence among the High Baron and Baroness, their closest patrons, attendants, and family, and the currently-attending queens but the primary Cake Ark would be burned on an altar as a sacrifice to the Father of Angels and Adam.
“So this large cake is…missing?” Vivka von Alpha questioned.
“Yes High Baroness. We do not know of its whereabouts,” said Andromeda. “It was in route from the kitchen up in the Castillo de Tarsus Coelho but disappeared en route.”
Hosea von Alpha was on the verge of dispersing orders for the search of the Cake Ark until everyone around them announced in loud ovation the crowning of the hour signifying the commencement diurnal of the month of Octavia. Fireworks seared across the darkened sky bringing artificial daylight to the city of Marquis and crystalizing the waves of the Marathon oceans. Trumpets resounded loudly as large titan-sized television screens floated down. They powered on showing a familiar symbol, sigil, and marquee. It belonged to House Orange Fox. Also, the sounding of the trumpets and blazing of fireworks signaled the beginning of another situated event: The Fox Hunt Royale.
“Good evening citizens of the Eden Elysium universe!” a loud female voice boomed across the stratosphere.
Everyone looked at each other in utter confusion with the exception of Hosea von Alpha who stared intently at the screen expecting for the symbol of House Orange Fox to give way to what he was to expect. It did as first the outline, than silhouette, finalizing to the full colored form of the Queen of House Orange Fox displayed. She wore a fox skin hoody complete with fox ears. She also wore tight fox skin leggings and knee-high leather boots. Each finger was fitted with a carbonate black claw made for slashing. However, her body was supple and eloquent like a popular model complete with hazel colored eyes and blonde hair. The diva-like attitude completed the package.
“It is good to see you again Anastassia Bear,” Hosea von Alpha announced. “What say you to cause such an interruption?”
“Today begins the first diurnal of Octavia which signifies this year’s Fox Hunt Royale!” Anasstasia announced.
Loud applause erupted from all around. After Hosea von Alpha’s reformation, the Fox Hunt Royale became an annual event everyone looked forward to. Prior to that, it was a horrific event dreaded among all the regions of the Eden Elysium universe. As he remembered, it was his participation in the Fox Hunt Royale at that time which won him the allegiance of the region of House Orange Fox, Equator Exotica. Back then, the region of the Equator Exotica held an iron first of tyranny over everyone else. Even though they consisted of four planets, Versace, Katniss, Hilfiger, and Peeta, they were of two ends of the spectrum. One end was their creative skills and talents in fashion. The best of outfits and accessories originated from the minds born on Versace and Hilfiger. The opposite scenario of the spectrum was singular battle. Though the best battle strategy belonged to the Ark Builders, singles competition was artwork to the Katnissians and Peetans. To provide sustenance to their two loves, the Equator Exotica sent demands out to everyone else establishing their strength and prowess. The statutes in the demands stated either a tithe of resources for fashion or one soul to participate in their battle arena which they affectionately called the Fox Hunt Royale. Failure to provide would be a declaration of war. Out of all the regions including all the smaller subsidies prior to the establishment of the eight queens, over half offended Equator Exotica in which the Queen of House Orange Fox at that time, Alexis Bear, militarized and assaulted half of the offenders. It was a pure massacre in which afterwards, everyone fell back into line by accepting the tyrannical demands Alexis wanted of her region.
Many annuals would pass and certain situations would be patterned. The Ark Liner, Cama de Retainer, and Pewter Smithy regions always paid their tithe though to them, a tenth of their resources were mere fodder. For everyone else, they always sent a champion to participate in their Fox Hunt Royale. The game was usually setup for entertainment, slaughter, and advantage. Usually, the average number of champions sent from others would be about sixty.
Double of the best warriors from both Katniss and Peeta would make the playing field unfair. The battle would take place in a large arena known as the Fox Hole. The location of it would be varied by the year. When the trumpet sounded, it would be everyone else against the Equator Exotica. The longest anyone survived was four weeks. Equator Exotica always won.
It went like this for eons of centuries until Hosea von Alpha volunteered to be the champion for the Cama de Retainer since they have given their allegiance to him. Then Queen of House Orange Fox during that time was Bella Bear and she was the most ruthless of all the queens as in recorded in their history. Hosea von Alpha negotiated a deal with Bella giving everything under his ordinance at the time to the Equator Exotica if he was killed. However, if he won, Equator Exotica would surrender their allegiance to him. House Orange Fox, including the queen herself, would grovel in submission and subordinate to Hosea von Alpha for the great good and glory of the Father of Angels and Adam. Bella agreed to the conditions of the verbal contract only if she were given creative freedom in this annual’s Fox Hunt Royale. Without hesitating, Hosea von Alpha agreed even though it was unilateral and made in cohesion.
There were three conditions mandated for the massacre. Primary condition: Bella Bear shall assign two hundred and ninety-nine of the finest and strongest warriors on Katniss and Peeta to go against Hosea von Alpha. Secondary condition: Hosea von Alpha would participate in the Fox Hunt Royale with no assistance. This means the other regions shall receive a formal pass for this year. Tertiary condition: Bella would be the three hundredth member on her assassination team.
The next day, the Fox Hunt Royale commenced. Hosea von Alpha was stationed next to the high rise of a cliff wall. All two hundred and ninety-nine warriors were given ranged weaponry. All of them aimed directly at Hosea von Alpha. All of them were ready to win. As for Bella, she stood smugly in the back while sipping a teacup full of cadmium coffee. The outcry of unfairness could be heard through the Fox Hole walls. Bella failed to even feel any compassion. For this moment, she cared about victory.
“Kill him,” ordered Bella.
An array of bullets, arrows, and lasers traveled towards Hosea von Alpha’s position. He in turn closed his eyes to receive the agony. Contact was established and the results were a spray of dust. All the other warriors increased their firepower sensing the presence of fresh blood. They kept unloading until all of their ammunition was exhausted. Bella waved her hand in authority signifying the cease of firing. Her entire team lowered their weaponry and began to exult in revelry. Even Bella surrendered her position to raise her fists in the air in triumph. It was euphoric until the dust settled. Hosea von Alpha was missing.
“Men, where is Hosea von Alpha?!” screamed Bella.
Before anyone could answer, a coagulation of loud shrill screams echoed from the starboard side of the flank. One hundred men were suddenly missing. Then another loud exclamation occurred on the port side. Another one hundred men disappeared. The final one hundred, which included Bella, were in utter dismay. In the short span of five seconds, two hundred men were forcibly removed.
“You think your pathetic attempts at warfare would stop a man who is with God?!” Hosea von Alpha screamed though there was an absence of a physical presence.
“Show yourself Hosea!” Bella screamed.
Another moment of silence went by without any provision. Bella looked about frantically. She was so distracted by her sudden fear she did not realize that her remaining ninety-nine warriors disappeared until it was obviously too late to do anything about it. Fear almost metamorphosed into panic but was subsided by the honest truth that she was unparalleled in one-on-one combat. She could surely defend herself. She could surely kill Hosea von Alpha. Her chance was given as he appeared before her like a phoenix rising from the fiery ashes of its former self.
“I am here Bella. Do you submit?” Hosea von Alpha requested.
Bella ignored answering instead opting for a roundhouse kick which missed. However, she caught her footing and continued to assault mercilessly but only caught the air in substitution to where a part of Hosea von Alpha was prior. After the moments have passed, Bella realized she was being toyed with.
“Fight me!” Bella screamed. “Or I will…”
Everything Bella thought she had cognition about when it came to her people, her region, her house, her sigil, and her position was nullified and voided. Her muted state spoke tenfold what any spoken word could express. She slowly raised her hands up in the universal signage for surrender. She tried not to make any sudden movements but still shuddered in perpetual dread. The cold metal of Hosea von Alpha’s weapon, the Fated Mercy, was flush against Bella’s throat. Bella in turn slowly lowered herself to her knees, and bowed down lowly, making sure to hold firmly upon Hosea von Alpha’s calves. To her, this was a falsified ploy for an ambush. She would raise her hands up to the back of Hosea’s knees and pull hard causing her enemy to fall backwards. The kill would be easy then. The minute time passed like eternity until her plan was executed but to failure. She looked up at two piercing eyes intense with domination.
“Nice attempt Queen of House Orange Fox but still a failure. I suggest you rethink your next move in this game!” Hosea von Alpha said aggressively while pressing the hammer end of Fated Mercy harder into Bella’s neck.
The next act of surrender was authentic as Bella placed her face flush to the dirt. The trumpet resounded in the Fox Hole signifying the end of the Fox Hunt Royale. All in all, that annual’s event only took the amount of time needed to write a formalized letter, sign, close, and seal it. Nevertheless, it was the one that set the gesticulations for a New Kingdom for the Father of Angels and Adam. It was also the one that freed all the regions from the slavery from the painfully tyrannical choice. Rydell was granted the free enterprise to punish Bella in which wasn’t a real punishment in the first place. She decided that the Fox Hunt Royale would continue but be altered. It would be one champion from the Equator Exotica versus the champions of the other regions of the Eden Elysium universe. The other champions would also be in a team meaning that they only had to take out the champion for the Equator Exotica while their champion had to take out an average of fifty champions from other regions. If the other regions won, Equator Exotica would discount their exports up to two percent to everyone. If the champion from Equator Exotica won, everyone else would discount their exports to seventy-five percent. Rydell found the difference only to be fair since the stakes for Equator Exotica were far more a impossibility. It kind of backfired through since Equator Exotica won over eighty percent of the games and they formalized it into an open invitation of peaceful competition. Death was no longer a mandatory part of the games, just immobilization. From the present back to the first altered Fox Hunt Royale, only five people have been killed but by mere accident such as losing footing on top of a cliff and falling to the rocks below or being eaten by a manatee whale shark.
As for Hosea von Alpha, his peace and charity produced forth like water flowing abundantly from a rock. Damage was minimal but he provided the funds to care and heal the two hundred ninety-nine warriors he temporarily crippled. He also provided assisted conversation with Bella on commerce. In the end of their discussions, they traded the best in fashion and bodyguard services. Soon their trade was established and it just grew more copiously with each region surrendering to the New Kingdom. Equator Exotica flourished and just like almost everyone, she began to love Hosea von Alpha for his grace but respected him for his obedience.
Bella however retired her position as Queen of House Orange Fox ten annuals ago giving way to the rise of Anastassia Bear who was a relative deep within the gene pool but more so in the darkened shallow end. Unlike Bella, Anastassia had darkened pride and a sense of invincibility since she was still quite young for a citizen of Equator Exotica who is half Versacian and Katnissian. She thought Bella was weak to submit to anyone outside of Equator Exotica though she never seen the Fox Hunt Royale in which Hosea von Alpha’s power was shown. She only heard details which were truly never enough.
“I have some conditions for this annual’s Fox Hunt Royale!” Anastassia announced bringing the moment back to the present. “We are not going to play the rules of those altered pathetic versions we’ve been playing before.”
“How so?” Hosea von Alpha asked.
“I am glad you are so enthusiastic! First there will only be one person representing the regions outside of mine: and that will be you Hosea! Next, you were able to subdue three hundred warriors. Let’s see how three thousand will meet your fancy. Finally, I have made a repression device that has been installed within the Fox Hole. You won’t be able to use any of your powers for cheating! Do you agree to the terms?”
“I see no reason to. Give up this futile rebellion and join us in a meal for peace.”
Anastassia screamed for Hosea von Alpha to shut up which caused a murmur of astonishment to disperse athwart the masses watching.
“You have made fools out of my people! Now I have the advantage! You will participate in this Fox Hunt Royale…and I will kill you!” she said.
“You try my patience little girl!” Hosea von Alpha responded.
Anastassia just grinned as she stepped to the side in the screen. A large three-tiered cake with numerous delectable dishes came into observance.
“You stole the Cake Ark?” Hosea von Alpha questioned.
“I guess you can’t give a sacrifice to the Father of Angels and Adam so he may have an aroma pleasing to him. Too bad, so sad!” Anastassia mocked.
“Woman you cross the line but I know my God more than you know your blasphemy. You have corrupted that sacrifice making it unfit. I’ll simply make another for Him. Now dismiss yourself least you cause anymore issues!”
“I knew this stupid atrocity wouldn’t be enough,” Anastassia said while knocking over the Cake Ark and watching it splatter into the appearance of shattered glass. “That is why I took this too.”
Hosea and Vivka von Alpha watched in dread as Anastassia raised a large orange orb within her arms in view. The Queen of House Orange Fox had their unborn baby.
“Oh my Father no!” Vivka von Alpha exclaimed frantically. “Please Anastassia, don’t hurt my son!”
“Nothing will happen to your son if Hosea agrees to my terms and participates in the Fox Hunt Royale!”
“I will…I will…do it!” Hosea von Alpha said angrily through clenched teeth.
Anastassia only grinned as the screen darkened signifying the end of communication. A sudden shuddering similar to a tremor pulsed through the city of Marquis. It increased in intensity to the equality of a descent earthquake. People panicked as families huddled together, the prepared protected themselves under tables, and the cowardly ran amok. Artifacts and food fell and splattered on the cobblestone roads. Children cried. Many prayed. Hosea von Alpha however stood his ground watching an island rise within the Marathon waters. It was large and consisted of numerous kinds of land types including forests, hills, mountains, deserts, swamps, and others unknown to most. A beacon rose from the island’s center up to the sky forming an electric semi-sphere around the island. Hosea von Alpha assumed it was the repression device. The shuddering than ceased meaning the Fox Hole was complete.
“Everyone stand up!” Hosea von Alpha commanded.
People started to exit their protective hiding places. They looked upon the island with curiosity. Soon Vivka von Alpha, Kayla, and Rydell joined Hosea von Alpha by his side in observance to the Fox Hole before them.
“Let us assist you in saving your child,” Kayla said. “I am from the most athletic nation among us ergo the most athletic here. I would be a great asset.”
“No, I need to go with you!” Vivka von Alpha interrupted. “She has my child too!”
“No. Hosea needs to go alone. That was the condition Anastassia set for this Fox Hunt Royale. If we violate the conditions, who knows what will happen.”
Though he did not answer, his demeanor provided enough understanding. Rydell and Kayla stepped back to give Hosea von Alpha space to formalize a plan of attack. Vivka von Alpha was about to step back too until Hosea von Alpha grabbed her wrist and brought her close for an intense kiss. He released to look upon his wife.
“I will get our son back,” he said with authority. “Just prepare to hold him when I return but also prepare a room fitting for the Queen of House Orange Fox too. I am sure you can figure out living quarters that will be necessary for such a transgression.”
“My life is now yours and I will serve you my love,” Vivka von Alpha said formally though she struggled with the fact her child was captive.
Hosea von Alpha released his wife. He produced six wings of divine light from his back and flew over to an outstretched part of the island past the semi-sphere of the repression device’s reach. In the far distance up on the moon within the Castillo de Tarsus Coelho, Kassandra observed through a telescope the events happening below. She smiled cunningly as she watched Hosea von Alpha land on the peninsula of soil outside of the Fox Hole as he prepared to enter it.
“Everything is going according to plan,” she said.
“Lady Kassandra, I have come to your summoning,” a female voice said from behind.
Kassandra turned around to see Gomer Wanderlust standing in attention with the final platter of food from the Repast of Adoration on a cart. She looked a little disheveled from the day’s wares and tares.
“You are late but I will let it be. I have a task for you to do after Hosea returns,” Kassandra commanded.
“What is it my lady?” Gomer asked.
“Most likely, Hosea will need rest. I need you to make sure he sleeps well. Do you know how this can be accomplished?”
“Prior to my duties now, I was his most trusted servant. For a good night’s sleep, I would bathe him in warm rose water, massage his aches and pains, boil him a cup of milk of amnesia tea which he drank, and work the tension from his forehead until he passed on to the land of sweet dreams.”
“I knew you’d be useful,” Kassandra said while obtaining a small veal-skin pouch from an adjacent drawer and handing it to Gomer. “I need you to boil this with the tea.”
“What does it do?”
“It is riven swell leaves. It will separate and amplify the effects of the milk of amnesia part of the tea. I am expecting Hosea to be sleeping for at least a month.”
“Why do you need him to be out for such a long time?”
“That is not your place. Remember what I done for you and do my bidding!”
Gomer procured the bag from Kassandra, bowed slightly, and exited the room to prepare her task. Kassandra waited until Gomer exited the bedchamber before observing into the telescope to observe the activity of the High Baron within the Fox Hole during the Fox Hunt Royale. She surveyed as Hosea von Alpha stepped into the semi-sphere of the repression device. Hordes of warriors poured out of every nook and cranny of the island as they charged the High Baron. Hosea von Alpha produced a face of destruction which even frightened Kassandra for it looked quite familiar when she first fought him before the acquisition of her region. His eyes were red like blood which would profuse immensely from every open wound. His teeth were bared and razor sharp. Finally, he produced forth Fated Mercy, a large and fabled hammer of frightening and menacing design.
Kassandra watched in amazed trepidation as the warriors of Equator Exotica condensed the fissure between them and Hosea von Alpha. Though she could hear no audible sound, she knew what Hosea von Alpha said just by the reading of his lips.
“Foolish peons! Death is too good for you!” Hosea von Alpha said before bringing the wrath of the most powerful man within the Eden Elysium universe.