Snippet #2071802

Rain clouds almost as black as night quickly covered the skies outside of the castle. The effect of the spell he had just cast. The sounds of thunder roared through the skies, rain poured down to the ground at an almost alarming rate, followed by lightning that would soon be on the borderline of a very dangerous level. Temperamental weather wasn't common, but it wasn't exactly that far fetched for the area, so magic wouldn't be the first thought at the cause of it. Besides it made a hell of an omen, and Trifect did always love those classic omens.

Had it been 500 years? That was his best guess, although after the first few hundred it got kind of difficult to keep track of. "I had a feeling they would not suffice. They can't even seem to make very good dummies for my experiments. Your kin have such power, yet those I am unfortunate enough to share a race with, can't seem to handle a few animal parts that would make them stronger. You honor me with your words, however I could never even come close to you or anyone worthy of becoming your king. I am your servant, forever faithful. Had I been stronger in the past I would have stopped them from ever sealing you in the first place. I swear on my life that it will never happen again. One thing I've learned quite well is to appreciate the darkness, and just look what that appreciation has done for me. It's not only granted me power beyond my imagination, but it granted me the chance to once again serve you."

Trifect looked away from the room, heading towards the door. Others would be foolish to turn their back on Alaizabel, however he knew her well. She wouldn't hurt him. At least not while he was still of use and loyal to her. "I believe I know of a girl. She's a servant of the current Heir to the throne. I haven't had much contact with her, since to be honest her personality makes me a little sick. However I have always been up to my same old tasks of keeping tabs on everyone close. I knew you would return one day, and that information couldn't hurt. She's quite the pure soul, at least from what I've found out about her. More fitting of your desires then the princesses. Do you have the strength to stay hidden in the shadows to come with me, or should we disguise you? Perhaps as a lady of the church." He smiled a little at the thought of that.