Chapter 524: Child Protective Services
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Argrave walked into the personal office of Good King Norman. It was strange to look upon the man that heâd just killed, sitting behind his desk in that pristine black velvet. Less than an hour ago, heâd been ribbons. Now, the black energy within him once again raged like an ocean, and the kingâs red eyes fixed him with an uncomfortably salacious stare.
âYouâre the one? Garbed in black, a breastplate bearing the sun, and the faintest echo that smells of bloodâŚâ he narrated as he studied Argrave. âYouâre a far cry from the drab white Iâve aligned with your kind.â
âI was the one before you,â Argrave stated vaguely, stopping before the kingâs desk. âIâve come to collect. Sophia will be coming with me. I shall gather the three others, and weâll reconvene in your castleâs courtyard in two and a half hours. Then, weâll put an end to things.â
The king nodded, but kept his dead-eyed gaze fixed on Argrave as he ran his thumb across his chin. After a time, he pointed his finger lazily. âYouâre picturing me dead. I can see it in your eyes.â
Argrave stayed stone-faced. He had done this before, practicing for the final loop. Never before had the king said this.
âMany people wish me dead. Despite that, Iâve kept my head. But youâŚâ he leaned in and set his elbows upon the desk. âYou seem to know how youâd do it. Itâs no mere desire; you know how itâd transpire.â
Argrave took a deep, calming breath. âIâll have to call you a liar.â
The king smiled broadly at his continuation. âYouâre darling.â
Argrave suppressed a small shiver, picturing that half-shattered jaw flapping with its loose tongue as the king muttered that last word. In his experience, that word meant the king was interested in him. The last thing that Argrave needed was the kingâs interest. He could survive any ambush thanks to the Inerrant Cloak, but that didnât mean heâd like to suffer any. He wanted this to be clean.
Feeling frustrated, Argrave decided to diverge further from the norm. At worst, he could redo things, making his companions wait five seconds.
âWere you always this strange?â
âStrange?â The king leaned back in his chair. âA king is a unique existence.â
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âI was,â King Norman shook his head. âPeople never called me so, but it was fated, just like my meeting with your organization.â
âWere your parents like you?â Argrave sat on the desk, eyeing the king closely.
âYou try and pry, but I am rather shy.â Normanâs attitude was cold, despite his nearly demure words. âRetrieve my daughter, and the others.â
âWe have time,â Argrave refused. âYou mustâve thought a lot about this. Why would we Heralds come to you, of all people? Why were your children our asking price? I ask again, if only for your own benefit⌠were your parents like you?â
âOf course not.â King Normanâs fist slammed upon his desk, cracking its hard wood. âNo one is like me. I am not a manâI simply am. All the rest are lambs to be damnedâmy son, my daughter. And they will scream my name until they die.â
Argrave laughed a little. The man was comically evil. Heâd hoped there was some source, some genesis⌠and perhaps there was. But did the âwhyâ of it matter, anyway? He could get no answers from this man who would fight until he became a corpse. Argraveâs focus was better put elsewhere. It was better to right a wrong than spend hours discovering why it came to be, surely.
âTwo and a half hours. Remember it.â Argrave said, then left without looking back.
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When Argrave arrived back to Sophiaâs room, people crowded around the ward that heâd made. They seemed to be testing it. Once Argrave approached, they all backed away in stunned silence. Argrave dispelled the ward. Within, Sophia waited, her bag neatly packed. She kneeled there respectfully. When Argrave arrived, she rose up with wide eyes, and grabbed her the bag as though to haul it on her own.
Argrave grabbed her bag and hefted it over his shoulder, then knelt down before Sophia. âWeâre going to be walking all around the city. Could be a couple of hours. Do you want me to carry you?â
âI can walk, sir ArgwaâArgrave,â she shook her head.
âBut do you want me to?â Argrave held his hand up. âIâm rather tall. You can see the whole city like I do.â
Sophia looked between the servants and Argraveâs smiling face⌠then gave a slow nod. Argrave had some cousins, so he was used to carrying smaller children. She was old enough to walk about on her own, but he didnât trust the people at his castle. He lifted her up delicately, then walked through the castle with his head held high. He could tell Sophia was nervous, but she seemed more concerned with making sure she wasnât a burden than with being comfortable.
It was only once they walked free of the castle that Sophia finally looked around in wonder with her wide red eyes. With all of the windows in the castle blocked off, he wondered how long itâd been since Sophia had actually seen the outside. He was glad to show it to her.
âYou excited to see the city?â Argrave questioned as he walked around.
âUmmâŚâ Sophia fidgeted. âIt has⌠a lot of people, doesnât it?â
âIt does.â Argrave looked at her. âBut if you want, I can make sure none of them see you.â
Sophia looked at him, curiosity brimming. âHow?â
âWatch.â Argrave stood still and cast a simple C-rank [Invisibility], and his body disappeared from sight. Sophiaâs eyes widened and she waved her arms wildly as she thought she was going to fall, but she ended up hitting Argrave in the face. âOw. You hit my tooth,â he complained, despite feeling no pain.
âArgwave? I-I-Iâm sorry,â she stuttered nervously. âWhere⌠what happened to you?â
Argrave started walking again, and the moment he did, the spell broke. âIâm still here. I just went invisible.â Her eyes widened adorably, and Argrave couldnât help but laugh as they carried on into the city.
âCan you make me⌠invisible?â she said, pronouncing the word very deliberately so as not to mess it up.
âI can. But you wonât be able to see yourself, too. Is that okay? It might be scary.â
Sophia nodded eagerlyâfear was not even entering her mind, it seemed.
âAlright. If you move around too quickly, itâll break, so be careful,â Argrave instructed her, then cast [Invisibility]. Sophia vanished, and Argrave walked around slowly to let her take in the sights without people staring.
Argrave headed for the first of the stops he needed to make, but Sophia stayed quiet enough Argrave wouldâve thought sheâd truly vanished if he didnât feel her weight on his arm. Argrave headed for the elder, first, as he was the farthest away. Once the exited the city, and they entered a long stretch of countryside, Argrave took the initiative.
âDo you have any questions, Sophia?â
âAbout what?â she responded.
âAnything at all.â
ââŚwhere are weâŚâ she mumbled.
âWhere are we going?â Argrave guessedâshe seemed afraid to ask questions of this nature, so he thought to encourage her. âFirst, I have to settle things here. Then, weâre going very far away to my home. Itâs called Blackgard. Itâs a big city just like this one, but itâs surrounded by mountains, and all of the people speak freely and happily.â
As Argrave thought about it, he realized they didnât really have a proper house. Argrave and Anneliese just stayed in one of the quarters made for the members of parliamentâthey didnât have a proper palace. It was hardly fit for Sophia to stay, too. For once, he regretted his frugality, and debated building a proper estate.
ââŚwho are your friends?â Sophia asked faintly.
âAh, them,â Argrave said enthusiastically. âI could talk about them for a while. Right now, they must beâŚâ
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Though the instructions that Argrave gave came in no less than two minutes, Anneliese grasped at once the magnitude of his situation. The rapid changes in his demeanor, stateâhe was experiencing time on a wholly different level than they were. And she knew the moment his orders were given that they needed to execute them at once, lest he be trapped for weeks on end.
And so, the whole of them sprinted throughout the castle, heeding Argraveâs directions. They were clear and precise, and everyone had listened intently, yet even still he gave commentary to each and all. He guided them like a friendly spirit. Their destination? The castle courtyard.
While they ran, the world around them morphed and changed drastically. Obstacles came and went, people both dead and alive blocked their path, and all too often they felt the terrible power of something reverberating through the castle. It was all too powerful, whatever it was.
When they finally burst through the large doors into the castle courtyard, Argrave already awaited them. âMelanie, there,â he instructed, pointing quickly. âOrion, there, facing the door. Alchemist, there.â
He was gone again, and they scrambled to get where heâd gone. Melanie cursed beneath her breath, but heeded his words all the same. Orion was the same loyalist he ever was. The Alchemist took his place, and everyone waited with heavy breaths.
âAlright, everyone. The last loop. I donât know whatâs going to happen, but do your job and be ready.â
Everyone waited with bated breath. Then, just as Argrave had promised, three figures appeared in the courtyard, kneeling down. Orion kicked the richly-dressed manâs head in. The Alchemist bashed the white-garbed priestess. Melanie cleaved her black blade straight through a humbly-dressed old manâs head. The three bodies crumpled.
âJust like we talked about, Sophia,â Argrave said quietly, in the center of all this mayhem.
Anneliese, with her [Truesight], saw it all. Three figures rose up from the bodies, half a thousand stakes embedded into their body. And with a pull, all of the stakes whipped out, and anguished cries erupted from the already-dead corpses. The figures revealed seemed divineâresplendent and white, like angels burst free from a mortal shell. Tendrils of crimson power returned to Sophia, entering and empowering her body yet further.
Anneliese studied Argrave closely. She counted the seconds with shaky eyes⌠yet five finally became six, and he stood there holding the red-dressed girl with a bag by his feet.
âDid⌠did I do it, Argwave?â the girl asked quietly. Anneliese noticed she was wearing a blindfold.
âYep. You did great, Sophia. But donât look around quite yet. Things are a little messy.â
Anneliese started to walk over to Argrave, cautiously watching the girl brimming with an unknown power. But then a voice rang out over their group.
âYou donât have a clue what youâve done,â the voice said. âBut congratulations are in order. You are damned. Doomed, and damned.â
The three floating figures swirled away, and Anneliese watched them cautiously as she came to stand next to her husband. She asked firmly, âArgrave, are you okay?â
Before he could answer, they were yet again accosted by a voice. This one was sickeningly sweet, and Annelieseâs stomach churned just from hearing it.
âMy, my.â
Her eyes darted up to the looming castle. King Norman stood on the edge of the wall, his foot planted on one of the parapets as he leered at them. âI wasnât late. Iâm right on time. Sublime.â
Anneliese saw Sophia shiver. But the girl wasnât alone in being afraidâArgrave, too, exuded fear. When she looked at the king on his castle again, she saw an evil malignance that hadnât been there before⌠and those three white figures swirled around him, guarding him.
âMy darling has brought guests,â the king declared, staring down at Argrave. âI think introductions are in order.â
Argrave set Sophia down, whispering some instructions in her ear. Then, he created a ward around her and faced King Norman once again.
âDamn,â Argrave shook his head. âSorry, folks. If Iâd known those Heralds would head to him after, I mightâve found a better way. But there was no way I couldâve made them come if Good King Norman wasnât guaranteeing their safety.â He looked around. âDonât worry. Heâs not nastyâheâs incredibly nasty. But Iâve done this all before, and now I have some help. So⌠letâs get it done.â