Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind - Chapter 267: Banquet (II): Old Friend(Enemy)

Rezar, Lenore, Kitagawa and Samira had snuck into the banquet hall without the usual flair of an arriving dignitary. They wanted to keep a low profile, but Rezar stuck out like a side thumb, and people decided to give them a wide berth in other to avoid any sort of interaction with one who held a death class. Honestly speaking the powers a death class user held had been reduced significantly after the Rejuvenation, they could no longer deliver a permanent death, but they could still manipulate and twist the laws of death and reincarnation to their own satisfaction and needs. At the moment no one knew just what that means, so it was better to be safe than sorry.

The music was a mix of classical and old European party jams, from when knights were a thing. It was weird but it didn’t sound boring and had a rhythm to it that Rezar just couldn’t stop bouncing his head to. He didn’t want to admit it, but even with the isolation, he was enjoying himself. There was good food, drinks, weird but good music, beautiful women to secretly stare out so as not incur the wrath of Lenore(which was weird cause he had no idea when he started giving a damn about what she felt due to his actions.) They were given a table at the edge of a massive ballroom, while the center was free for those who wanted to have a little dance. And it continued this way for a while until…..

“Introducing her royal highness! Armenai lispotein Sillomere! Crowned princess of the snow elves, future queen of Sillomere and it’s surrounding lands, the jewel of ice and one of the most beautiful women in the world!”

The way she walked was graceful, her silver site visit with crystals hanging off if it like frills seemed to captivate almost everyone in the ballroom, even Lenore herself was at loss for words. Which was annoying to Rezar as the princess wasn’t that far off in beauty as compared to his first general and future wife Lenore. But then again beauty was in the eyes of the beholder, and even he had to admit that the snow elf princess had a sort of grace to her that most women would be unable to match, but then again it might be that elven beauty thing in play, but ultimately this wasn’t something he was willing to give a damn about. They all can go on and have fun with their banquet.

Rezar turned to face Lenore and gave her a warm smile, it was so unprecedented and habitual of Rezar that Lenore, as bloodthirsty and dangerous as she was, ended up blushing from the solenoid her feet to the crown of her head. She ducked her head down, snapping Rezar out of the revelry he had sort of found himself in after taking a sip of the wine on his table. He shook his head, not entirely sure why he was so willing to smile like that. He looked at Lenore and felt awkward, then he looked back at the wine in his hand and then back at Lenore not so sure what the heck just happened. Cause he didn’t just give a warm smile, he felt warm Inside. And the feeling was quite strange.

“I see you’ve found one of the great pleasures of life…..King Rezar! The joy of drinking with a beautiful woman besides you, and it’s even more special when said woman is none other than the Demoness Lenore.” Rezar felt the hair at the back of his head raise up on end as Lenore whipped her sword out in one fell swoop and pointed it at the person who had just spoke, lightning arcing off the blade and her arms as her red hair took on a fiery orange hue.

Rezar didn’t move from his position, he continued sipping the tea in his handy, trying and successfully masking the shaking his body was currently going through. Kitagawa already had his claws and tails out, and a red eyed Samira held two daggers in her hands, ready to carve a bloody path through the body of their current visitor. Vita Gratia vibrated giving off a loud him that spread across the entire banquet hall that had now grown silent, it was almost as if the weapon had a mind of it’s own.

“Ahhh Rezar come on, we’re old friends, there’s no need to be so antagonistic to me. Besides Lenore we used to be married! For many a nights you shared the comfort and warmth of my bed! My seed had become a part of you and you had brought forth a child, my child into this world. Why then must you look at me with such hate, is it because you now run and hang around with this boy king!” Kitagawa had heard enough, the armor he was wearing shrunk into his body as his massive 8 tailed fox form, came to life with rage all-over his face. Rezar raised an arm, stopping his charge before it began.

“Malik! It’s not good to see you! And above all else, how the fuck are you alive you cheap bastard necromancer!”

Rezar asked with a smile on his face while he whirled the wine in his glass. Malik had just dropped a massive scandal on their doorstep, no matter what he says or do, Lenore would be the talk of all the kingdoms, and in retrospect him also. He was basically getting it on with second hand goods. But Rezar could fight back, after all with his well fitted black suit, Malik didn’t look anything like a necromancer, so exposing that would isolate the fool too.

“Don’t answer that, you’re as resilient as a cockroach so that’s understandable. And the last time I saw you, you were running with your tail tucked in between your legs, looks like you’ve grown some balls. Very well then, how about we finish what we started, do tell me what you want me to write on your tombstone, cause if you don’t I’d place you in an unmarked grave!”