Creative Writing: Six Figures
In a dimly lit room, six figures sit around a dark, oaken table at its center. As they observe one another in silence, a woman opens the door with a knock. Quietly closing the door behind her, she approaches the table. Six sets of eyes follow her, as she wordlessly pours black tea into each china cup she set before them. The woman withdraws into the shadows of a corner in the room, away from the gazes of the six figures. After making sure that everyone has taken a sip, one of the figures, a black-haired man with pale skin, in flowing, white robes laced in gold stands up.
"I am Merita the third, the king of Sentra, and I welcome you to my humble capital."
He pauses as he observes the figures around the table, making eye contact with them one by one.
"With this, we shall commence our inter-kingdom conference. As …show more content…
The lady, having unconsciously stood up in the heat of the moment, blushes, as she lowers her head and sits back down.
"I apologise, King Merita. Please ignore this insolent man as well and continue." The young King of Jann grumbles under his breath, but refrains from speaking further.
"Thank you. However, as King Triten has rightfully mentioned, we know nothing about this calamity. Rather, we knew nothing. It appears that King Banen brings us good news."
To his right, a man roughly seven feet tall, covered from head to toe in a purple mantle stands to attention. With a cough, he begins to speak in a low, rumbling voice.
"Yes, King Merita. The magic researchers from my kingdom -the kingdom of Dannal- have discovered an abnormality -a fluctuation if you will- in the magic veins throughout the continent."
King Merita drew in a sharp breath of air. Everyone present in the room understood the statement's implications. Everyone's gazes turned dark.
"I knew we shouldn't have made the Alliance!" To King Merita's right, a man clad in armor slams his fist down onto the table as he yells
"I am Merita the third, the king of Sentra, and I welcome you to my humble capital."
He pauses as he observes the figures around the table, making eye contact with them one by one.
"With this, we shall commence our inter-kingdom conference. As …show more content…
The lady, having unconsciously stood up in the heat of the moment, blushes, as she lowers her head and sits back down.
"I apologise, King Merita. Please ignore this insolent man as well and continue." The young King of Jann grumbles under his breath, but refrains from speaking further.
"Thank you. However, as King Triten has rightfully mentioned, we know nothing about this calamity. Rather, we knew nothing. It appears that King Banen brings us good news."
To his right, a man roughly seven feet tall, covered from head to toe in a purple mantle stands to attention. With a cough, he begins to speak in a low, rumbling voice.
"Yes, King Merita. The magic researchers from my kingdom -the kingdom of Dannal- have discovered an abnormality -a fluctuation if you will- in the magic veins throughout the continent."
King Merita drew in a sharp breath of air. Everyone present in the room understood the statement's implications. Everyone's gazes turned dark.
"I knew we shouldn't have made the Alliance!" To King Merita's right, a man clad in armor slams his fist down onto the table as he yells