Beautiful Blade (5 ratings)
by Noelle Hay
Page 1 of 3
The end was near and Kaze knew it. Before the prophetess Eyran had come into
the Sylvan to preach repentance to the people, he knew it. The selfishness of
the elves had spread like a plague. His own daughter, vain and spoiled, had not
been untouched by it. In fact, she was the epitome of it. If only he had not
lost his wife in childbirth - perhaps the end would not be so near.
When the prophetess had warned him that the first signs of destruction would
come from his own house, he never questioned it. He knew if anyone would be the
author of destruction, it would be Elseedi.
Beautiful, vain Elseedi.
The Council demanded her head. He had no wish to stop them in their
unanimity even if he could. Elseedi had pouted and he had relented. Yes, the
prophetess must die, he agreed. Now, he was a full partner in the elves
When the headsmanís ax claimed the life of the prophetess, Kaze knew the
punishment met from Heaven would be great.
As the Council cheered at their triumph over the prophetess, and even over
the Maker himself, he was numb to it all. He could read the signs - he could
see the elves on the brink of destruction, and even he - King of the Elves -
could do nothing to stop it. Crushed first by the death of his wife and then by
Elseediís reckless vainity the destruction before him was more than his heart
Eyranís death did not stop her words from ringing in Kazeís ears. Her words
were true. But he was still a father. When Elseediís tears fell, his heart
could not remain unaffected. Though his kingdom was already stretched thin and
his people, the elves, despised around the world, his weakness for his daughter
could not be overcome. Had he not already spent a lifetime spoiling her? Was it
not his fault she was vain and selfish? Since he had been instrumental in her
creation, he could not be part of her destruction.
Like Elseedi, elves cared little about the opinions of the other races,
convinced of their own superiority above them.
"It will be our downfall," the prophetess had said. "Selfishness leads to
destruction. And if war does not claim this people, the Creator will. As his
chosen people we have a greater call, and a greater punishment for failure."
Kaze could hear those words echoing in his mind. There was just the smallest
amount of hope in his breast that they would overcome. They had overcome so
many things in the past - the selfishness of one elven princess should not be
too much. In the least, Kaze hoped that he would not live to see the
destruction of his people.
When his nephews, Ander and Adan, returned to the Sylvan, he felt hope
Ander and Adan were promising young lads with brave hearts. They hadnít the
touch of vanity that Elseedi had, nor the selfishness. They lived for each
other - serving one another. They were such men that Kaze wished all elves
could be like them, with such devotion that he decided one of them would have
his daughter to wife - and be made king.
Kaze had his own devices for choosing between the two, but Elseedi had other
Knowing that her father had intended one of them for the throne, and
therefor as her husband, she set about their destruction. She seduced them,
slowly and separately and set them against each other with the cunning and
forthought of a diplomat.Next Page
Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 Noelle Hay, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines.