Blood Red Skies

Silvera's capital.

"I have made my decision concerning your wedding with Anya" Clarice said to her son. She was sitting in the throne room and Caden was standing in front of her, his head lowered.

"What decision have your made?" Caden questioned, his shoulders stiff with tension.

"Your wedding will be postponed" she said and he looked up quickly, his puzzled gaze meeting her blank ones. It was unlike her to do something like that. Within the past weeks, she had been reminding him of the fact that he was going to get married soon.

"Postponed? Why is that?" He asked.

She shrugged.

"Just because."

He frowned.

"Why now?"

She rose to her feet and walked towards the double doors that led to the South wing garden.

"A major event is going to happen soon. I shouldn't count my chickens before they hatch" she commented.

Caden's frown deepened. He wondered what she was up to. Whatever it was couldn't be good.

"I heard about the troops you sent to Anslem. Isn't that too much? Haz