The Heir of Siol

Part 6 - Revelations

© 1999 by Luna, Phoebe and Selene


Back to Dark Kingdom Home | Stayka's Dark Kingdom Stories | Other Dark Kingdom Stories


"Who are you?" Kunzite asked not all too friendly.

"Why do you need our help?" Nephrite added. Jadeite nodded as a sign that he too was curious about the answer to that question. Only Zoisite stayed silent.

Rynnhoran eyed them. "Fine, then this will be a history lesson. Sit back, make yourselves comfortable and listen. Here comes my tale."

The others watched their host pacing in front of them, hands folded. He was nervous without a doubt, and then he stopped, facing everybody in turn. Jadeite, Zoisite, Kunzite, Nephrite and last the little girl beside him, Naru. The girl was much too young for his taste but obviously she meant a lot to the auburn-haired king and so Rynnhoran didn't mind her being here. Actually he was glad for Nephrite. The happiness of seeing them altogether again minimated his fear but not nearly enough that he could forget how terrifying they could be, each and every one of them. How sad. What had Metallia done to his friends? He had learned from Cadhal what had happened and seen the results of their doings but to stay in front of them was something completely different. Rynnhoran saw the keen eyes of everyone waiting for him to start his explanation, even the girl seemed to be curious. He wondered how much she knew. He hoped that he could assume that having been together with Nephrite for quite a while had prepared her for the upcoming. And in case that she had decided to stay with Nephrite the next weeks or months she was better off knowing the truth. That would spare them a lot of trouble and pretending.

He took a deep breath and began. "Well, my name is - as you already know - Rynnhoran Dhomhaill. I was, or better I am, the Prince of the once existing Kingdom of Siol. I say 'once existing' because it was destroyed long ago by the dear Queen Metallia." Rynnhoran's bariton trailed off. Obviously this fact caught less attention than he had expected. He shuddered slightly at their cold attitude.

Kunzite also noticed that there should have been a reaction to it from their side. And since everybody stayed silent he started to tell Rynnhoran what he thought about it. "I can't remember to have helped destroying a kingdom called Siol. Are you sure that this is its real name?" As if this wasn't enough to hurt the storyteller Kunzite decided to give it a second push. "Or maybe it was too small to be remembered."

Rynnhoran stared incredulously back at him. Kunzite was still leaning against the wall, smiling horridly, giving Rynnhoran the creeps.

Zoisite stood armcrossed at the window and watched the two of them. After a while he sighed an unnerved "Kunzite..." in a 'Do-you-have-to-do-that' tone.

"Something wrong, Zoisite?" he retorted snidely.

"Yeeees, Kunzite." Zoisite decided to pay his attentions to the starry sky again and inhaled deeply. "You should stop mocking Rynn and listen to him."

"If you wish, Lord Zoisite."

Zoisite stared for some seconds ice-blades at him before he leaned onto the windowsill and ducked his head. Jadeite and Nephrite exchanged nonplussed glances at the sharp remarks that came from the two. Jadeite shrugged. "He is right, Lord Kunzite. You should stop that insulting behavior and rather listen to Rynnhoran. Maybe he can tell us something more about all the things Queen Beryl and Metallia hid from us."

Immediately Kunzite's attention snapped to Jadeite. He snorted and directed a warning glance at the younger king. "Shut up! I am not in the mood to get lessoned by a boy."

That hit. Unwillingly Jadeite shrunk deeper into the marshmellow-like couch, pulling the head a tiny bit between his shoulders.

"Who behaves himself like a boy here, Kunzite? Stop beefing and calm down!" Nephrite reminded him harshly, not looking up, instead glancing with empty eyes at Rynnhoran. He too was weary of the constant interruption from Kunzite's side.

Kunzite scowled at Nephrite's profile for some time before he took his eyes away, allowing him this one victory. "Go on, Rynnhoran Dhomhaill! We are all listening to your great tale."

Rynnhoran let his shoulders hang, squirming inwardly at his incapability to control the situation as he should be able to as a teacher. Those guys behaved like little children, they just had lethal forces at their hands, unfortunately. "Lord Kunzite, I have to admit, our first meeting turned out to be a little ill-fated but do you have to hold this against me all the time?!"

Kunzite's eyes narrowed at the mentioning of their first meeting. Silly boy! He would be better off not turning knives in wounds. And least with everybody around. "It has nothing to do with our first meeting, Rynnhoran. It is ... " He glanced at Zoisite. "It is something private. Just go on with your story so that we can cope with this tonight."

"Fine." Rynnhoran shot him a cautious glance before turning towards the others. "Er, fine. Where were we? Ah yes, the dear Metallia. Well, at the time my friend Prince Endymion and me were about fifteen, sixteen, Metallia appeared and began to attack weak planets and later systems. When she reached Siol with her troops and destroyed it - the four of you weren't with her at that time yet - I was about 18. No-one except my mentor Cadhal survived the attack. Before it was launched he fled to Earth with Rukh and hid there, an act which was permitted by my sister Tialeigh who hoped that we would be safe that way. By then all of us still hoped Metallia would loose interest in Siol without its power-source actually being there. Well, as things went, we were wrong and the whole solar system was destroyed in the shortest time."

"So sorry. Go on! Tell us more about this energy, Rukh, wasn't it."

"As the name Siol Kingdom implies, it was ruled by monarchy. The monarchs had the ability to control a power called Rukh, only they could use it, the talent was directed by the bloodlines. Now, the royal family bore the name Dhomhaill. Which would have been at my time my father, my grandmother, my elder sister Tialeigh and of course me."

"Is there anyone else from your family here now?" Nephrite asked.

Rynn shook his head, shrugging."No, not as far as I know. Even if, they won't remember."

"Then why can you?" Jadeite inquired.

"Rukh taught me."

Kunzite's eyes jumped at Rynnhoran, narrowing a bit. Nephrite had noticed the movement, but as soon as Kunzite felt Nephrite's questioning eyes resting on him his expression snapped back to uncaring of everything.

"If you can remember with the help of Rukh, why can't we?" Nephrite asked slowly turning his head back to Rynn, eyes last.

"Who says you can't. You didn't ask me to give them back to you yet. That is the only reason."

"Didn't you think it might be an advantage for you to let us know about our past? You certainly would have less problems to convince us." Jadeite said. He was still unsure of what to think about Rynnhoran. On the one hand he was a friendly, sociable Person, who spread fun and cheerfulness whereever he set foot and on the other he was determined to destroy the Dark Kingdom, to really go for something that dangerous. It just didn't fit to a person like him to seek out revenge for something that happened a millennium ago.

Rynnhoran whipped on his toes, considering Jadeite's question."Well, I'm not a sadist, ain't I. The four of you were pretty different in the Silver Millennium and also were your surroundings, which means lovers, friends. I can imagine it would cause you some severe psychic stress if you would be confrontated with the memories and have to go on with your 'normal' life nevertheless."

Jadeite grew a bit pale. "Was the change that deep?"

Kunzite mocked. "It's called brainwashing, Jadeite. She did a good job with it."

"Well, that's what brainwashing's good for, ne Jadeite." Rynn agreed with the king in unison.

"So desu ne," Nephrite mentioned not knowing how to help Jadeite .

In the meantime Zoisite had placed himself on the sofa's backrest and exchanged a short glance with Naru when everyone continued to prick at Jadeite. The girl took her eyes from Nephrite and looked uneasily into the piercing green eyes of the other king. They looked ... sad, somehow. She still couldn't understand it. How could she feel sorry for the one who had ordered the death of her beloved. One of the evil society, as was the rest of the men in this room, except for Rynnhoran. She recalled Nephrite's words when he tried first to explain her why he had lied all the time. Yes, they were dangerous, all of them. She had seen it right now and it made her shiver to think that even Nephrite was used to fighting, maybe even killing. But somehow she felt sorry not only for Nephrite but for the other three as well, and seeing those sad eyes of Zoisite in front of her made it even worse. Rynnhoran's words implied that it had been different once. That they had a happy life back then.

'Hapless little girl' Zoisite thought while observing Naru's delicate face and dark-green eyes; 'Of all people she had to fall in love with Nephrite. Though a lovely one she is, admittedly. What a waste.' Finding himself still staring at the girl Zoisite ripped himself out of the reverie and turned his attention to the squabblers again only to find that Rynn had backed away to a corner and waited for the other three to calm down.

Jadeite looked from Kunzite to Nephrite and then to Rynnhoran. "I'm not sure anymore if I want to know the truth. If it's that bad I don't want it."

Rynnhoran raised up both his hands and held them in front of his face in a defending gesture, trying in vain to get a bit of silence back into the room. "I won't force you to make the experience. You are you - no matter if brainwashed or not, this is what time has made of you and if you feel you are better off without knowing what was before - then that's alright with me. I mean it's probably easier for you to hear from me that you were Endymion's guardians and closest friends than to remember it actually in detail, ne?"

"We were WHAT?!" Nephrite asked flabbergasted jumping halfway out of the couch giving Naru a start.

Zoisite too got up from the couch and steadied himself on it.

"Is that true?" Jadeite's voice was barely more than a whisper.

"It is," Kunzite confirmed calmly. "He is telling the truth."

Everybody snapped around, staring at him. "You knew?"

"When we brought Endymion over to our side some weeks ago Beryl was ready to answer some of my questions. I was wondering why she had such an interest in that boy, but afterwards it was clear. In her explanation she sometimes mentioned the Silver Millennium and that I shouldn't hope to get a lost friend back, that in fact I should be very careful about him. First I thought that she was referring to my ..." Kunzite glanced at his koibito, "... friendship with Zoisite, but it didn't fit properly especially since Zoisite and I tried hard to keep our relationship from our queen. And then, the longer I watched Endymion, his movements his total appearance and his eyes in particular I gained more and more the impression that I knew him, that I was teamed up with him once already. Now I know why."

Rynnhoran sent Kunzite an affable smile. "See, I'm not lying. Lord Kunzite..."

"I never called you a liar, Rynnhoran Dhomhaill. It's only that I don't like you."

Rynn's smile faded. "...Anyway...I regard you as a friend, even when you act a little strange for my taste now, but basically you have stayed the same I knew. And back then it was a great time with you, Lord."

Kunzite's gaze rested on Rynnhoran's violet eyes. He had seen them, too, once a long time ago, but he couldn't remember any feelings that he could have had for this man, neither friendship nor rivalry - like now. "Stop being that nice to me, Rynnhoran. You have no reason to do so. And I don't want you to tell me nice stories about my former self. I have my place here. I don't need that aw-"

"Your place here is at Zoisite's side!" Rynnhoran cut his speech off, with a sharp voice that gave everyone a start. Kunzite responded with one of his 'drop-dead!'-glances that the other one withstood without blinking or retreating. After several moments of absolute silence he added in a more normal voice, "and right now you seem to ignore that a lot. So don't tell me what I should do and what not."

Kunzite made a step towards his adversary, who didn't show any reaction. Inwardly Kunzite appreciated the sudden appearance of a backbone in Rynnhoran's submissive character, but his behavior towards Zoisite was something he better did not mess with him about."Ah, so you think too that Zoisite belongs at my side. THEN STAY AWAY FROM HIM!" He shouted at the still unmoving prince. "He won't go with you on that suicidal trip! Better you put your plans aside, Rynnhoran, because I don't think that Jadeite will help you, either. And with Nephrite alone you can't do it."

"Ano...Lord Kunzite..." Jadeite threw in in a low voice, "Actually I'm considering the option to join him."

Kunzite just snorted contemptious in return."If you want to die, then it's your decision."

"No one will die."

"Listen, Rynnhoran."Slowly but certainly Kunzite grew tired of everything. " I'll explain it the easiest way so that even you can understand. First, what do you think makes us that longliving?"

"Your magic."

"We can't work that kind of magic by ourselves. It is Metallia's power that keeps us alive."

Rynnhoran shook his head, his expression back to the familiar happy face."Nah, Kunzite. Of course you can't work this magic, because it does this all by itself. The Golden Crystal which protects Earth is still regarding you as Prince Endymion's guardians and so keeps you alive until he has served his purpose in this world, thus meaning until he is not reborn anymore."

Kunzite stared at him unbelieving. He felt as if those words served as a giant bowl that smashed the pillars that kept his whole theories and reasons intact. "I don't believe you," he muttered with a slight quiver in his voice.

Zoisite slowly came up to him and lay his head against Kunzite's back before embracing his waist, catching him in a certain way. "Koibito..." He spoke so low that only Kunzite could hear him.

Kunzite didn't react. He just kept on staring with empty eyes at a point between him and Rynnhoran."Lord, I would suggest you first listen to the whole story. We all have still doubts about it but when you're objecting all the time we might be going in circles around the point where we just started." Nephrite said in a soothing voice to calm the higher king down. Slowly Kunzite relaxed in Zoisite's arms and cupped his hands over his. "Go on, Rynnhoran," he said silently and nodded to Nephrite that he would hold himself back now. Nephrite rewarded him with a relieved smile and turned his attention back at their host.

Rynnhoran realized that Kunzite was being honest with him now and continued. "I plan on the destruction of Metallia because she 'stole' a lot of the Rukh energy when she attacked. Imagine all of Rukh as a large cycle, with a pyramid on one point installed in it as a medium to use it. Now Metallia cut off the flow and I have very few energy left to use and eventually it will be drained if I don't do something."

"Who is controlling Rukh?" Jadeite asked.

"Me."

A deep glance came from Kunzite's side. His mind was still in a mess. He couldn't bring himself to believe that Rynnhoran could be right. They had depended on Beryl's truth for a millennium's time and then appears somebody out of nowhere telling a weird story about a golden crystal none of them had ever heard of.

"You said that you died. What happened to Rukh if only you can control it?" Nephrite questioned.

"Cadhal took it to Earth as I said. Sometimes the pyramid helps a person when it's best for its own good. It prolonged Cadhal's life - very much as the Golden Crystal does with you - until one of the royal family was reborn and old enough to be taught its secrets."

"So it's not a revenge just for your own. It's for your people?" Nephrite pondered slowly understanding what the reason might be that Rynn needed their help.

"Yes. For my people." Rynnhoran agreed determined.

"And you need us to get through to Metallia," Kunzite guessed, understanding Rynnhoran's problem.

"Exactly," Rynn nodded. "I will face her alone, so you won't have to worry about that. Just try to take Endymion and Beryl out of there if you can. I do not demand anything more of you."

"Ooh, if that's all," Kunzite commented in a mocking tone again. "Does anyone have an idea how to grab Beryl best without her screeching and throwing nasty little energy balls at us? Or what we can do about Endymion's irksome mistrust against everything. Aah, and before I forget, does anyone remember those creatures called youma? I don't think that we will have any problems at all, Rynnhoran."

A long defeated sigh sounded from the couch."Kunzite, do you have to be so cruel and remind us of all those things that we did NOT like about the Dark Kingdom?" Jadeite moaned.

"But he is right, Jeddy-kun." Nephrite said. "That will be a problem. After all we can't go back and tell the youma 'hello, here we are again, back from the dead, from now on you will follow our commands again'."

"Why not? It would be worth a try. They aren't very bright and rather gullible in addition," Zoisite threw in.

"Cut that out, my dear. Beryl would immediately know about you and this ..." Kunzite turned out of Zoisite's arms to face him directly. "... wouldn't be in your interest, believe me. We will find another - less dangerous - way, for all of us." Kunzite smiled. "And then you can have your revenge, too," he whispered and gave the other a soft kiss on the forehead.

Zoisite shortly pulled a disappointed face and drew Kunzite down to him for a 'real' kiss.

Rynnhoran watched them for a second and blushed. "Well, the two of them seem to be friends again, ne..."

"I hope things stay this way for some time," Nephrite murmured to Naru who threw him a forced smile. "Me too, they can be really scary. This way they seem a lot less dangerous, almost friendly."

Nephrite nodded. "That is deceptive."

"Does one of you have any ideas how to get in there without getting toasted?" Rynn chimed up in order to support Kunzite in his proposal to find a less dangerous way.

Kunzite's attention was still devoted to his koibito while Nephrite and Jadeite were racking their brains over the problem. They both leaned over the armrest of the seat and discussed, while Rynn went over to Naru and chatted with her.

"Hi. Are you alright?" he started, giving her an encouraging smile.

The girl simply nodded. "Uh-hu."

"Really?" Rynn waited a moment, watching her. She didn't look alright, at least not as much as when she had entered the room almost an hour ago. "I know they can be quite scary from time to time...if something's wrong, just tell me and we can go for a walk. Just in case, okay?"

Nephrite glanced aside at the girl breaking the talk with Jadeite up for a moment. "Naru, if you want, go with him. You are not bound to stay here with me."

Her smile turned into a serious gaze and she nodded.

"Fine!" Rynn offered her a hand which she accepted galantly. "Lord Nephrite, I have to admit, your lady-friend has very good manners." Rynnhoran beamed.

Nephrite nodded and laughed when he noticed the slight blush of Naru's face.

After they had left the room he continued his talk with Jadeite while Kunzite and Zoisite discussed some things of their own silently.

* * *

It was already dark outside and the number of passersby had reduced to a small account. But this was Tokyo, meaning that it was nevertheless crowded and brightly lighted. The air was cool as it was usual for this time of the year and Rynnhoran was happy to have such a lovely company.

"It's a wonderful night, isn't it?" Rynnhoran started the conversation hoping to melt her ice..

"Uh-hu."

"Hey!" Rynnhoran grinned down at her. "Is your mouth frozen up Naru...ano...say, what's your surname?"

"Osaka, like the city." She eyed him shyly. What she had learned back in the house wasn't exactly what a girl expected to hear about her boyfriend. She had stayed mostly silent while Rynnhoran had told his tale. Thoughts had drifted through her head. Many things that she had wondered about during the last months, since his death, had come back into her mind, mostly making sense now. But with the sense came understanding as well. And that frightened her most. That she could understand why he had done all the things.

Rynnhoran slendered beside her, and put a thumb onto his chin while thinking aloud."Osaka Naru. There's someone in the city who runs a large jewelry with the same name."

"It's my mother's."

"Ah, yes." Rynnhoran nodded and mummeld himself up. He began to roam in his pockets, searching for something. "Ah." He withdrew an indefinable blue object and started to unfold it, then pulled it over his head. Naru gulped at him. "What's THAT?"

He just shrugged. "A bobble cap." It sounded almost as if he wanted to apologize for it.

"Fits to you," she observed dryly, slowly getting some of her confidence back. The cool winterbreeze that blew against her face made the happenings inside seem unreal, only the touch of the world outside was real. They were no humans, not as she knew. They could use magic, use it with a single thought. And they were old, really old. Yes, she knew that Nephrite was a bit older than she was. But a millennium?

Rynn smiled shortly but lowered his head then and went serious. "Say, Naru...how'd you come to meet Nephrite?"

The girl stayed silent. When Rynnhoran thought that she wasn't going to answer him she spoke up, low-voiced, as if she wanted to avoid that someone heard her. "The first time I saw him it was at the tenniscourt. He had dressed himself up as a tennistrainer, and handsome as he was everyone fell in love with him immediately, and so did I. Then, at the next time, he wanted everybody to believe that he was Tuxedo Kamen." She paused. After a while she turned to Rynnhoran. "Tell me, Rynnhoran, what do the four of them have to do with Sailormoon? When I saw him there in that smoking and that mask, you know, he asked me if I were her, and then when he died she was there, too. He said something about keeping her secret safe. Are they enemies? He's one of the evil side, isn't he. I mean, I ... I ... seeing what happened today in that house, I was so scared, and thinking about my Nephrite sharing the attitude of that white-haired man, I can't ... can't understand or even believe it. He can be so nice ..." Her voice trailed off.

Rynn wondered what to say to soothe her. He didn't know how to handle the situation to his satisfaction himself. "To be one on the evil side doesn't have to mean to be incapable of feeling. You are very dear to Nephrite, Naru-chan. Ever since he woke up he thought about nothing else than to see you." He paused. "On the other hand...he is indeed very different from you, much older and not quite what your mom would call a regular guy probably. You are only 14 or 15 I'd say, right?"

"Fifteen," Naru nodded.

"Fifteen. I bet you know that what he does is rather dangerous, don't you?"

She nodded again, looking into the distance. "Is that task of yours very dangerous to them?"

Looking down at her he noticed that she apparently tried to avoid looking directly at him. He had seen her glancing at him shyly but as soon as their eyes met she turned her head swiftly away, concentrating on a circle of especially dark trees. "I can't tell," he shrugged. She still refused to turn her head back to him, even when he talked to her. Her behavior was strange, he thought, wondering what it was that made her react in this way, finally pinpointing it as fear. Maybe he had frightened her somehow, back in the house during the stress with Kunzite or probably the fact itself that his revealed self didn't quite fit with the picture of his persona that was in her mind. Well, there was no use in pretending any longer, he had found the ones that could help him in his plan. If he just wasn't that frightened of them himself. " I guess it will be more dangerous for me, for I am the weakest. But the point here is that you will have to decide."

"Decide what?" She stretched the last word, going through several things in her mind that she could have to decide about at the moment then finally brought herself to look directly again at him, meeting the violet eyes that watched her thoughtfully out of the dark.

"From all I heard what you've gone through with him I guessed that you were in love."

"Yes, I do. I love him very much. You won't take him from me, will you?" The question was formed in such a low voice that Rynnhoran got even more the feeling she didn't want him to hear it, that it rather was a spoken thought. He ripped his eyes wide open. "No! No, how'd you hit on that idea, huh? Naru, see..." He took her hand and led her to a bench he saw close by. "Naru ... I bet on it that nothing will happen to Nephrite on this 'excursion' we're taking, but still you have to decide if you want to be only friends with him or more. Look, the possibility that you loose him to some twist of fate is given anyways, but if you want to be more for him then it also may happen that one day an older, more 'grown-up' woman may cross your path and well, I don't want to see you in such a situation. I can just warn, right?"

The wooden bench was unbearably cold under her trousered legs so she started to shift around on it uncomfortably and finally stood up again. She felt nervous around him although she couldn't tell why. He was nice to her, a friend. Of course he was a friend, what was she thinking. And Nephrite was a friend too. More than a friend. He was her love. Reborn and real. As was Rynnhoran, the Prince of Siol. He was one of the good guys, wasn't he. He will go fighting a demon, the same as Sailor Moon does. And Nephrite is going to help him. A good thing. So why the nervousness? There was no reason for it, wasn't there. She looked at him again. He was still watching her. Well, if he wanted an answer to his little speech, she had had thought about this a long while ago already. Her feet shuffled through the snow that was swept to heaps off the way. It was interesting to watch the snow spreading through her movement in irregular circles around the heap. Fixing the eyes at such a simple thing made it easier to form her feelings into words. Just do not think, was the motto. "This is not as big a problem as you may regard it, Rynnhoran. The chance that I meet a man who someday finds someone more interesting than me is with everybody as given as it is with Nephrite. And to loose my love to a twist of fate ... well, then let's hope that the luck is on my side. I want to be with him, Rynnhoran, not just as an aquaintance or a good friend, but as his beloved."

Cold water found its way into her shoes, penetrating the dark-green leatherlike material that they were made of. She stopped and made a step backwards, out of the snow heap, looking again at his eyes for a moment, noticing that worriness and doubt were speaking out of them. "I see. Well then, let's hope for the best," he answered before laughing cheerfully again. "You are a brave girl I think. If it were up to me you'd get loads of luck for that." He smiled and ruffled her head. "By the way, just call me Rynn. Everyone does - well, except Kunzite."

Yes, Lord Kunzite. There was another thing that made her uneasy. "Do you fear him?"

"Well, sometimes I do." What else should he say? In his mind Kunzite was still a good friend though changed a bit. Yes, he had to admit that Kunzite could be really scary especially when youself are at the receiving end, but he was sure that Kunzite rather tried to keep everyone at distance that way than to hurt them. And that behavior was just because of Metallia's influence on him. If this wasn't the case Kunzite would still be the joyful but serene and always gentle but strict person he once knew and valued, the guardian and mentor of his best friend. But seeing Kunzite now, recognizing the strong power that was at his hands combined with the cold spirit around him could still send shivers up and down his spine. He shook his head. Concentrating his mind on the world outside again he noticed that Naru had started trembling though she tried to suppress it. She looked at him out of a reddened face, eyebrows knitted askingly as if to wanna ask why he tried working with the Lord when he was as scared as she might be. He tried smiling again, laying one hand assuringly onto her shoulder. "But as long as Zoisite's nearby to tame him it's not that bad."

Her eyes snapped wide open at the mentioning of the one that had decorated so many nightmares of her."Zoisite to tame him?" she asked, or rather she almost cried out. " I don't trust this Zoisite, either. He scares me as much as the other one does. They are ruthless, both of them. How can you even think of working with them?"

Rynnhoran took that outburst with slight surprise. "I think you just caught a bad day with Kunzite. I somehow always manage to step on his toes and bring out the worst sides in him. Mostly I don't even know what I have done to get him angry. I guess we're being too different only. But normally he isn't that bad. From what Zoisite told me, he can be a very tender and caring person if he wants to. Zoi-chan, too. He has his moods, but once you can handle them and know how to soothe him ... he can be a very good friend." All the time he tried to minimate her fear of the kings she had glanced at him, listening. Now her eyes were fixed at a far away point again, loosing the expression of hatred that had glown in them. They softened. Maybe she could accept his explanation and live with it. Rynnhoran sighed shortly before he squeezed her shoulder and slung his arm around her. "Let's walk again before you freeze and turn into an ice-statue." She didn't mind and let herself been shoved towards the path, still in thoughts.

"Does destroying Metallia mean killing the queen?" she asked suddenly making Rynnhoran almost stumble over his own feet.

"What shall I say to that?" he retorted, eyebrows raised, head shaking. "Metallia is not a person as you may think. She lost her body millennia ago and only her mind still lives thanks to a vast concentraion of energy she stole from others."

"What about this other queen, Beryl?"

"My aunt," he answered simply, strolling farther along the path, before he decided to explain it to her. "Being my mother's sister, she had no control over the pyramid, like her."

Silence again. They approached the rear end of the park and ... turned around, walking back. After a couple of minutes Naru spoke up again. "Who is she? I mean, how did it come that she lives now in that kingdom with Metallia and those four?"

"I can remember my father telling me that she was in rivalry with my mother for the position as queen. But obviously my father didn't choose her. What happened then is beyond my knowledge. I just know that she left as Ruinogh and came back at Metallia's side as Queen Beryl."

"So the destruction of Siol was an act of revenge?"

"I hope not."

"Rynnhoran, how long do you know them already?"

Another surprise question. He raised his eyebrows again and wondered at the moment he noticed his mimic whether it was possible to get aching muscles up there or not.

"Er...let me...er..let's say I knew them since my earliest childhood. I was never good at mathematics."

"How old are you?"

Rynnhoran looked at her with wide eyes again and began to count on his fingers.

"Hm. Daaaa!" He held one thumb up and grinned. "Plus twenty."

Naru watched him counting his age and laughed out loud at the picture he presented her with his appearance. She just couldn't help it. Somehow he could manage to make her laugh even if she didn't feel that way. "Be honest. I told you my age - which is - by the way too, an unusual thing for women - so tell me yours. The twenty-one are not suffice enough. What about your time as the Prince of Siol, the Silver Millennium?"

"Oh, that's what you mean! Back on Siol I was about eighteen when we were attacked and when our planet was destroyed I of course died there, too. I was born again in this century, like Prince Endymion and Princess Serenity."

"So what are we doing now? It sounded difficult to get through to this Metallia."

"I will leave that in the kings' capable hands. I trust in their abilities there. They have at least a thousand years more experience in planning such matters."

"Mmh," Naru nodded.

"Don't worry. You will get used to that fact eventually. And if they scare you again - you can always come to me and talk about it, mmh? Don't worry," he bubbled out and the next moment he drew her closer with a big squeeze, half hugging her.

"Thank you, Rynn, " she answered, almost able to forget her worries. She felt secure, knowing that she could trust him. And somehow she didn't mind that he planned killing the monster. Maybe her Nephrite had then the chance to be free and maybe the others got more like the ones again that Rynnhoran had talked about. She hoped it. Because knowing that Nephrite was exactly like the other three were now - and there was no way to deny that after tonight - made her mad, scared and acccompanied by shivers.He ruffled her hair again.

"Great. Oh, by the way, when do you have to be at home?"

"What time is it? It's so difficult in the winter to tell because it's getting dark so early."

"Let me see..." Rynn twisted his arm to catch some light onto his watch. "Half eight. And some unimportant seconds."

"It is that late already? I am supposed to be at home at eight o'clock! I'll be late! Oh my, now I know how Usagi feels every morning."

"I'd say we go back to the house so that you can say bye to Nephrite, and then the two of us say 'hello' to Marilyn?"

She stopped, staring wide-eyed at him. "With Marilyn? Why not?"

The End of Part 6 - Goto Part 7


Back to Dark Kingdom Home | Stayka's Dark Kingdom Stories | Other Dark Kingdom Stories


This page belongs to Stayka's Dark Kingdom Home at http://www.dark-kingdom.de

© by Luna, Phoebe and Selene - Email: chansemweje@hotmail.com (Luna) and higashino_yami@yahoo.com (Phoebe)


Valid XHTML 1.0! Valid CSS!