-Zarah's point of view-

I flinched in fear as tyranor snapped at me,my head was hurting so bad from confusion and tension, I wanted to be free not bound to someone else claiming me to be his.

I did pray, but not for a god of war to hold me captive. his hard gaze pierced through my eyes searching my soul for something and what did he mean by what I was?

"What is your name?." he asked still starring so close at him.

"Zarah." I mumbled avoiding his eyes as i looked around the room, it was so dark and glummy, they were paintings hanging all around the walls, and a larger one above me.

"Why did those people want to crucify you?." he asked again this time moving back to give me space.

I still felt scared staring at him, he had this dark scary aura that kept giving me thrills, his board chest and large shoulders, giving him this handsome muscular stature, he was dangerously handsome

He was a god after all, they were said to be blessed with immerse beauty from what ever magic that created them.

"I asked a question zarah." he said and I blinked drifting from my thoughts.

"They saw me as a threat." I said in a whisper as I remembered the brutal torture I went through in the hands of my own very people.

I suddenly became conscious of the wound I got from the weep as I turned to check but surprisingly it was all healed up.

"You healed." He pointed at it as well, suspiciously starring at my body.

I starred down at my fingers unable to explain anything, I didn't understand myself so how could I possibly explain it to him.

"Tyranor!." I looked up as the door opened wide revealing someone, a lady.

She looked furious narrowing her eyes to me as our contacts met, then confusion sparked in hers as she suddenly broke it off taking them to tyranor.

"I need to speak with you." She uttered and just turned walking out again.

Tyranor sighed as he stood turning to me slowly.

"I'll be back." was all he said and walked away, the loud sound of the door got me flinching becoming aware of my loneliness.

i hugged the sheets to my chest folding my legs as I tried to stay calm waving off the creepy feelings this room kept giving me.

-Tyranor's point of view-

I walked behind Zephyra as she headed straight to her Chambers, she opened her door and stepped in leaving it open for me.

I stepped In and closed it shut to meet lenod seated there as well.

"The girl, her name is zarah." Zephyra suddenly said turning to me.

"You saw her already?." I asked walking forward to her, Zephyra was my half sister, goddess of vision, we called her the eyes of the gods.

"I didn't see it clearly but she's suffered a lot, her own family turned her back on her and her people made her a prisoner, they were going to kill her!. " She muttered in confusion and surpise.

"I know that Zephyra, what I want to know is what she is?, I know she's not human that's why they wanted to kill her, see anything?." i asked, I needed to know what zarah was before anything else.

Zephyra sighed closing her eyes slowly as she breathed in, she opened them instantly but they had changed to that of an eagle.

"Fire–burning her!." she said mouthing it over and over again.

She gasped in fright coming back to her normal self.

"She's not human tyranor, you have to get that girl back to where you found her!." she suddenly said raising her voice sharply.

"What did you see Zephyra?." Lenod asked stepping close to her.

"she was burning but the fire came from her, like she was the flame." She muttered—I could see the fear in her eyes as she spoke, and Zephyra wasn't on to get scared.

"Are you sure it was her Zephyra, she doesn't look like someone to have so much power." I said thoughtfully, I can't imagine the weakling in my room who's even scared of herself to be a fire burning being.

"The warlords are here, you should go." she said something totally different and the doors suddenly flew open magically.

"Let's go my lord, we'll continue this discussion later." Lenod said also and walked ahead out of the room I starred at Zephyra for some time before turning to leave.

I headed straight to my throne room rushing hastily down the stairs for some reason I felt anxious after hearing what Zephyra said.

"Make sure no one goes to my Chambers lenod." I ordered walking past him as the doors opened and I stepped In.

The warlords—mortal ruling Kings of the human land called warlords because they were known as conquerors, kingdom conquerors, and if I'm not wrong they're here for my help as usual.

"Greetings King tyranor." They stood and bowed In respect as I walked forward taking the pavement up to my throne.

The Vulkarian Throne made by the swords of the fallen gods, formed with the flames of the dragons and their bones signifying the strength its hold.

I sat gracefully gesturing for them to seat as well.

"We've come to seek help King tyranor." the first man said.

"I have given you knights and battle warriors warlord balem, what help would you possibly need?." I asked.

"we are in search of a maiden, rumors have it that she has the powers of the gods as well and is able to cause massive destruction, with her we can win wars without having to waste the lives of our men." balem said and the others nodded in agreement.

my gut told me they were talking about Zarah.

"This rumors you speak of, have you seen them with your eyes any of you, but you believe this maiden wields the power of the gods in her hands or...?." I asked calmly.

"We're not quite sure King, but we do believe she's real and you can help us get her" balem said firmly. He was so sure I could help them.

"what's in it for me?" I asked starring keenly at him. if they were so interested in having her, I needed to know how much they were willing to pay.

TBC