to
himself, ’Former king and queen.’
Then as he’d read on he’d found that Vrakug’s
notes had also mentioned that the castle was previously called
Leanorisque Castle, and from the magic window that he’d been
watching the king and queen through, he’d seen where their powers
had gone. They’d given them to their child the day before
surrendering, and whilst full of tears then sent the baby away with
the child’s nanny, to escape his evil wrath.
The nanny had been hurriedly rushed out of a
secret entrance and took an old path that led underneath the cave
of the Jahunti Witches, to escape his powers from following it.
The strong spells from their cave had masked
out his powers and his magic window had stopped there.
Dracus was shocked because he wasn’t aware
that a king and queen had lived in the castle before Vrakug, and
that it was called Leanorisque Castle too.
Dracus’ mind suddenly flicked back to when
he’d been outside by the portcullis and remembered that he’d even
seen the sign saying Vrakug castle.
Then pausing for a moment with his fingers
turning the next page, Dracus tried to rack his brains for the
slightest memory of his villagers ever saying anything about a king
and queen. Some moments had passed and then he’d realized that he
couldn’t, they’d never mentioned anything about a king and queen
either.
Then as he’d looked down at the next page,
he’d found that there was a list of ingredients for some kind of
spell, and once cast, it would then make Vrakug more powerful than
the witches.
The list was,
Eye of a Parchaka killer,
Shavings from a claw of a Skylark Beast,
Bones from a villager,
Dust from Eldor’s ground,
Blood from the king and queens baby,
The two things on the list that made him
deeply concerned was this.
The first being the bones of a villager and
the second being the blood from the king and queens baby, but then
to placate his immediate worries for their safety, Dracus had
laughed when he’d read that he also needed shavings from a claw of
a Skylark Beast.
The dark lord knew his magic for sure, but to
think that for a moment he’d be able to get a claw from one of
those heinous beasts, he’d either have to be crazy or have gigantic
balls.
Dracus had seen him walking around the castle
and from his trousers he sure didn’t look like he had gigantic
balls, balls that were so big he could quit his evil magic and then
get a job as a porn star. Then again as Dracus had reminded himself
of the evil fuckers face, he’d realized that he hadn’t got the
looks too.
Vrakug had a sinister looking pallor to this
face that was mostly grey and coupled with his straight shoulder
length black hair, and his heavy eye brows, plus his twisted nose
and rotting teeth, he’d looked more like he could be a head banger
in a heavy metal group called the insanely uglies.
Dracus laughed suddenly as he’d thought of
Vrakug standing up on stage in front of hundreds of people holding
an electric guitar whilst banging his head to music.
Maybe Vrakug would send out hundreds of his
death hounds hoping as they’d been turned into piles of black ash
from the Skylarks inferno breath, that one of them might be lucky
enough to break one off, but Dracus highly doubted it.
Then reading the last few notes, Dracus
couldn’t believe that Vrakug was hoping to kill the witches and
then afterwards destroy all the planets in the Valstrath realm,
before joining his father to destroy another planet called
Earth.
A moment had past and then as he was closing
the book with anger building up inside him for what Vrakug was
trying to do, suddenly from out in the passageway behind him, he’d
heard the distinct sound of the evil bastards footsteps, only this
time they’d great pace.
Summoning his portal, he’d leapt inside it
and the thing vanished.
Then when he’d reappeared in his cold stone
room by the cells,