Behind Her Pale Mask - Prelude

Behind her Pale mask - prelude

The pale king paced around the halls. It was rare to see him pace like that. What was on his mind? Suddenly, the thoughts were cut short by the sound of yelling from across the halls.

“SIRE! SIRE!”

A pale servant ran straight to him, carrying something in his arms. The king’s wings flick in annoyance.

“What is it?”

“Forgive me for interrupting your thoughts sire. But I had found something.”

The pale king’s eyes soften in curiosity. What could this servant have in his possession that could interest him.

“Very well, show it.”

The servant lowered his arms, revealing…a human baby? Impossible! Humans don’t exist!…Do they?

“I found her in the kingdom’s edge. Her mother was no where to be found.”

The pale king studied the sleeping child. A decision came to his mind.

“Send a search party to the edge. Find her mother.”

The king gently takes the baby from the servant’s arms.

“in the meantime, she will be here.”

The servant nodded, running off the condense the search. While that happened, the king placed the baby in a small crib next to his workshop. Soon, he left. He had a lot on his claws. His meeting with Herrah, the other higher beings, and the mantis tribe.

When he left, a small vessel approached the crib, looking down at the small baby. The baby soon opened her eyes, looking up at the vessel. Instead of screaming and crying, she reached her tiny arm to the vessel. The vessel reached an arm back at the baby.

Little did they know, Fate would have much in store for them