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The Country of Kopash	By : TrinityRaven Category: +S to Z > Tsubasa Views: 3066 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fai stood there in shock as Kurogane kept a firm grip on his shoulders. “No…No!” He pulled away from his guardian and rushed back to his father. “Father no! I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” The walls started to shake a little as he lifted up the elderly man. “Father, please wake up. I didn’t mean to. Please…wake up.”

Kurogane noticed a drop fall from Fai’s face as the walls shook more, making them crack. “Your highness?” One of the priests reached out to the blond, only to fly back from a powerful force of magic.

“Don’t touch him!” Fai growled, eyes glowing.

Shit. Fai was going to lose himself. He didn’t have the training that Kuro did. He didn’t know how to control Phoenix. Kurogane moved quickly to catch the man that had flown back before pushing past the force and grabbed Fai. “Fai…” He spoke firmly but softly in his ear. “He’s dead. There’s nothing you can do.” He slowly started to take hold of the trembling blond, moving his arms to let go of the king. “Destroying the temple would hurt him and his soul. It would hurt Mother too. Calm yourself.” He instructed as he helped Fai let go and pulled him away.

“Oh Kuro…” Fai buried his face into the man’s shoulder, much to the guardian’s shock. He wasn’t sure what to do. No amount of training could help him prepare for affection or even giving comfort. He was supposed to be a pillar of strength. Not a pillow to cry into. However, he knew that if he pulled away, it would upset Fai. So he pulled the other down and cradled him. He wasn’t good with words but it seemed that Fai took solace in just having him there. The priests gathered the body of the now late King and left the two in peace.

Five days later and the funeral took place. The High Priestess, a tall woman by the name of Yuuko presided over the ceremony, since the coronation had not taken place and Fai did not have the rights to perform the funeral. What Kurogane found strange was that she had reddish eyes. He looked to Fai, who had not given a single hint of emotion since his father’s death and leaned down. “The High Priestess is she-“

“An Okalus? Yes. She practiced in the field of magik, which, I believe, is condemned in your kingdom, correct?”

“Yes. We believe such things as cowardly and weak.”

“And you cull such people.”

He hesitated before speaking. “Yes.”

“Like many others in this kingdom, she fled for sanctuary and we gave it to her. Because of her abilities in magik, of which is considered rare amongst the Borealins, she was immediately accepted into the temple and was trained vigorously into serving Mother. She was the first one offered to become my bride, as it is custom for the High Priest to marry the High Priestess. We both refused.”

“Why would she refuse?” And for the first time, Fai cracked a small smile.

“She told me that she saw me not with a butterfly, but with a dragon.” He looked up at him but a gong signaled their attention. His father’s body was now on a pyre. Yuuko looked over at the two and gave them a knowing smile before starting a prayer and starting the fire.

“Now what?” Kurogane whispered.

“The High Priestess and all family members will stay till the body is thoroughly burned. During this time they must pray vigilantly, asking Mother to receive the soul and grant him entrance to Paradise. You make do what you wish until I return.” Fai said softly, that smile now just a fleeting memory. He got up from his seat and knelt near the flames, mumbling words that Kurogane couldn’t understand.

“Tch…” Do whatever he wanted. Fine. He’d just stay here and watch Fai pray.

The fire died near sunset and the body was in complete ashes. However, Fai was so lost in prayer that he didn’t notice. “Your Highness.” Yuuko shook his shoulder and he jolted in shock. He looked up to Yuuko, eyes red from fallen tears. “The body is thoroughly burned.”

“Oh…” Fai looked at the ashes. “So it is.” He stood. “Fetch the chalice.” He requested and Yuuko bowed. At this time Kurogane approached him. “Were you here the whole time?”

“Yeah.”

“You could have left to eat or gone to bed.”

“I’d prefer to stay here, near you, like Mother requested.” He said firmly. “Now you need to wash up.”

Fai shook his head. “The ceremony is not over yet. I must take my leave down into the tombs. On the bright side, after I set my father’s ashes in place, there will be a party. I do hope you will enjoy yourself.” He gave a smile, but Kurogane saw no joy in it. Only sadness. Yuuko returned with the chalice and scooped a handful of the ashes into the cup. “Each King is given his own chalice of which he drinks out of during every meal. The metals are forged in the mountains and the cup is created during the pregnancy of the future king’s mother. However, it is not given to the King till coronation. The cup is the crown. From it, we drink Mother’s milk. Did she tell you what that is?”

“Yes. She gave it to me during my ‘baptism’. It’s made from the juices of the roots from the Tree. You have a chamber underneath that exposes the roots.” Kurogane knew that much as it was an important part of his own training.

“Correct. However, not everyone who is baptized receives this drink.”

“…no?” Kurogane looked at him confused.

Fai shook his head. “Otherwise it wouldn’t be so special to drink during a coronation. Converts that enter the royal court will drink it during their admission ceremony, which is why you drank it. As did Lady Yuuko. However normal converts get a sweet juice that imitates the taste and color of Mother’s milk. We have a lot of people and we consistently get converts. We cannot keep cutting out roots for everyone.” He took the chalice from Yuuko, who spread the ashes on her hands on to Fai’s face.

“May the ancestors give you fortune and bless you for your coronation tomorrow.” She kissed his forehead. “And may Mother shine on you, Fai D. Fluorite.”

“Thank you High Priestess. Please, go and enjoy the party. This part of the ceremony is for me and me alone.” She bowed and took her leave. Fai, along with Kurogane journeyed down a long set of steps to the point that their only light source was Fai’s magic and it was cold and damp. They entered one door that led into a long and wide hallway. The blond stopped. “Only family members are permitted from here on. Please remain here until I get back.” He requested, looking away as Kurogane glared at him.

“Fine.” The gruff man crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. He watched Fai pass through the door and then vanish slowly as it shut.

Carefully he carried the chalice down the hall to a grand set of doors. He stepped on a tile that opened them and kept walking. A large chamber with many levels of shelves that went all the way around, where the first levels held chalices that looked worn and old. The first kings. Fai entered god mode and flew up to the third level where the continuous line of cups stopped halfway across. Underneath, in the solid part of the wall that separated the levels was the name of his father. He set the cup there and looked at the space next to it. His name was already etched into the stone. He sighed softly and returned to the ground and went to the center where a crystal like stalagmite rose from the ground. It was cut and pristine, but it was attached to the floor. On it were the names of the queens that went from top to bottom on one of the flat sides. He stroked the name of his mother. “You two are finally together again. Please. Rest in peace.”

He went to where the door was and pulled on one of the torch holders. The floor shook as the center memorial moved to the side, revealing a pool. The water was crystal clear and was about ten feet deep. At the bottom, rested a man at the bottom who lay on top of a coffin like object. “Your highness. King Ashura. The first ruler of Indegri. Preserved so that every king after can reflect upon your grace.” He admired the beautiful king, the long dark hair floating smoothly in the water. “Have you been protecting him well?” He started to strip. “Do you mind if I take a look? He is my brother after all.” He dove into the water and swam down, gently moving the king to the side and looking at the coffin. The cover was clear and beneath it was a young child, blond hair, long and silky. He was dressed in royal robes. Fai stroked over the face with a sad look before moving the king back and rising back up. As he dried and dressed he spoke. “Don’t tell anybody he’s resting there, okay? I’m going to bring him back when I get strong enough and I’m going to let him take his rightful place. He probably won’t forgive me though.” He closed the pool and looked at the kings of the past. “I doubt I’ll live up to your names. Your honor and glory. But I ask for your strength and guidance. Please. I’m asking you as Fai D. Fluorite. Not as Pheonix.” He bowed his head before the rest of his body followed suit and he returned to Kurogane.
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