The night was still silent, and dim. The moon had long returned to its gray colour. Levi had arrived at the palace, and had his horse changed back so they could take her back to her stables. He walked down the walk way, his eyes fixed to the ground with his mind thinking of nothing.
"Welcome." He heard his brother's voice. He caught him resting on the wall to the open doors, his legs and hands crossed. He was staring down at him from above the stairs to the doors of the palace.
Levi said nothing, as he climbed up and walked past him, but Navi held him in his tracks with his next words;
"Father has demanded for our presence."
He said, as he walked past Levi next.
"I was awaiting your arrival. I'm not going in there alone."
Visiting the King's throne room twice in one day. Today was not their luckiest of days.
. . .
The doors to the King's throne room swung open. Levi and his brother stood side by side, both inhaling unconsciously, and gulping hard.
They entered the throne room, and immediately, went on their knees, their heads in a bow, as they greeted their father, who sat in the darkness of the hall, where he and his throne stood.
The doors shut behind them. It was then they noticed, no guard was in there with them, It was just them and their father, King Beelzebul.
"You both have shamed me," was the utterance they heard echo.
"First, you bring a blind bride into my Kingdom, next, your choose a dumb wife for your brother. And you disgrace yourselves, by losing them both. Remind me, why I've chosen to keep your lives?"
This was the conflict to which their father and the princes couldn't have dinner with the princess earlier. It was until she was brought that they realized the hidden truth that she could not speak, and King Beelzebul refused to dine with such.
"We're sorry, fathe-"
Navi tried to plead.
"You test my patience. Of what use is an apology when the damage has been done? "
He rested on his throne, in the darkness of his end. Playing with his ring, he said calmly, his tone, threatening;
"I asked you both a question. Remind we why I spared your lives? Because I cannot remember the cause of my tolerance that has led to this exhibition of plain stupidity."
He spoke again, contemplating on what punishment would befit the shame they had brought to the royal name.
"Father," Levi began, " It is because we claimed to have found the key to executing the plan."
"Claimed…" the King dragged, "You doubt yourselves now?"
"No, father. I am certain they are the one."
"And what proof do you have, now that you have lost them both?"
"With all due respect father, their escape is enough proof for us to believe, they have been the key we were looking for."
King Beelzebul is the King of Gotham. Gotham consists of three lands named Abyl, Odom, and Omorr. King Beelzebul was cursed by a King he once served, and banished out of his Kingdom. To prove the point of his rebellion, in his exile, he built for himself followers who later grew to become the three nations under his rule. Still, his hatred grew with him as the years passed, and his ultimate desire remained to take over the land of the King that banished him, if impossible, destroy everyone from it. So the dome was made, to bind anyone and everyone who chose to be a follower of King Beelzebul, and to be able to know, when anyone tries to escape, and when, anyone not from Gotham tries to come through.
Yet, the curse on King Beelzebul fell on anyone who chose to be under his rule. They would remain cursed with him, until death. The curse was banishment into eternal darkness, so he will never again dwell in light, because he had abused the privilege. But King Beelzebul, took the curse as a blessing, when he tasted darkness, and felt the power that came with it. The King heard of his evil growing, but he was more concerned with the vile he was doing, capturing and trapping his own people under the curse. So, a soon coming war was pronounced by the King who banished the new King Beelzebul who was a mere servant in the beginning, to destroy him, and everyone else who still chose to follow him.
And so King Beelzebul was in search for everything that would give him the upper hand to defeat his formal master.
And his greatest weapon was found. There was a prophesy of child being born to destroy the plans of Beelzebul by a half, but Beelzebul saw it as a weapon if he got a hold of it first. The child was their key.
Their findings brought the first, rumoured to be the destined child to their doom, and he left the responsibility to his two sons, Levi and Navi.
But Beelzebul, was appalled and in disbelief that the child was a blind woman of whom Levi had bought, and had sold off to himself instantly in marriage to avoid any other complications.
Then, another strange news began going round again, of another woman, who looked like the first prince's wife, and rumors of her possessing certain powers like in the prophecy of their key.
After deep findings, they reached the point where they were both sure both women were connected somehow, but they were not sure in what way. Yet again, to their greatest dismay, she turned out to not have the ability to speak, which pushed Beelzebul to anger. How can both sons have wives not worthy enough to face the people? That is, until both wives were abducted the same night, which is what baffled King Beelzebul the most. They were both abducted successfully.
"You have no shame, Levi."
Levi's head went down sadly.
"None at all. You use your faliure as a reason to defend yourself."
"But-"
Both their faces lit up a bit in surprise. Their father seemed to be agreeing with them in an argument.
"You stand correct on one thing, and that is the fact that both women are the keys. Their presence has caused me a lot of hiccups, enough for me to know that we got what we were looking for, until you two fools left them get away right under your watch."
"Which is why I am sending you to go and get them back by every means necessary."
Navi's gaze shot up at the darkness that engulfed the King and his throne;
"Even I father?"
"Both of you. You relieve you of the punishment of being bound to the walls of the palace."
Navi's heart seemed to bounce within his chest. He turned his gloved hands into a fist, not out of anger but joy.
"I promise not to disappoint you again, father."
Navi gave his word, with so much vigour in his tone.
"You leave at dawn."
"Yes, father." They both chorused, in gratitude.
"You may leave my presence."
They rose up, and bowed, when they heard their father speak again;
"If you both fail again, do not return, because I will find you, and punish you both with death. But when you do succeed, I will make one of you the next heir to the throne."
The two brothers processed the last words deeply. They didn't stare at themselves, but they both new, a silent war between them had just begun.