All Chapters of HARRY SKYE: CORDELIA : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

18 Chapters

preface

Sea dwellers are humans who can live and breathe underwater. They have -with a little(non-consented)help from humans- built a civilisation of their own underwater. They called their males drealivsThey called their females orealeas Their girls were called Oreas And their boys rivsThis story is set in a universe that is somewhat similar to our own but there magic exists alongside magical (non-talking) creatures. The time is between the medieval age and the steam age. Villains They are everyone's enemy. We all hate them. Don't we? But what if I told you they weren't as bad as you may think. A story may exist without a particular hero (protagonist) ,but a story cannot exist without a good villain. The villain is always the main character. The main show. All a hero does is give the story a satisfying, not-tragic ending. But what's the fun in that? In fact, some heroes are actually villains in some people's lives. Villains are just heroes with a broken heart.

Outcast

Cordelia's home,lit by thousands of bioluminescents was lightly decorated for the once in a hundred years celebration of the cobalt moon. Cordelia was in the galley cutting up fish. Nherisa swam up to her sister. "Done?" "Yes" Cordelia said. Nherisa carried the tray of fish and placed it in the oven. She picked up a little cage from the ground beside the oven. From inside the cage, a frigil fish stared at her. She threw the cage into the darkness of a little space under the oven and closed it up. The scales of the frigil produced light and heat, filling the oven with heat. The water within a metre radius was extremely warm. Cordelia, unable to stand the heat, swam out into the hallway. The intense heat was too much for her. She stopped moving. She had seen something crying out to her from the corner of her eye. She turned her head. Right under her a rock carving of her mother's profile was a little necklace: a piece of rock with a string attached to it. Cordelia held th

Visions and prophecy

Nherisa's heart was heavy, but tears, she dared not shed. She held Cordelia's shoulder, to comfort her. She had questions. Lots of questions. She wanted to ask but Cordelia looked like she wanted answers too. Nherisa followed Cordelia's gaze back to the vertical cities of Encrea. They were about half a mile away from Encrea. Nherisa turned Cordelia around. "Come." She said. "Let's find somewhere to stay for the night." "What happened?" Cordelia asked, eyes wide open, brain refusing to function. "I don't know." Nherisa told her. "But we'll find out together." Cordelia looked at Nherisa's face. She couldn't find the marvelled expression she was looking for. ++++×××××××××××××××××××××××××××++++ "Are we really going to ignore what just happened here?" Roland dusted the sand off his clothes. He stretches out his hand to Cornelia who was sitting on the sand beside him. Swashes reached her feet and a couple of feet away, their boat lay capsized. "We are not going to ignore it.

Hope for survival

On the eastern side of Fantasia, miles away from Encrea, which was on the western side, Cordelia and Nherisa took shelter in an underwater cave. They had nothing but the hard rock to sleep on. Nherisa floated in front of the cave. She looked up. Right above her was Fantasia, the world they kept hidden from. The world filled with everything she could need at the moment. She looked around at the resources she had to survive. Not much. There were a few fish around, but Cordelia would like things to remain that way. The only other food there could have was only available in Encrea. The only other source of livelihood was up in Fantasia. She swam up to the surface. She stuck her head out of the water. Her gills gave way for her lungs. She breathed in air for the first time in forever. As her face dried, her scales disappeared to reveal smooth human skin. She felt her face with her hands. She watched the scales on her hands clear out, too. What a

Missing

Remembering her sister, Nherisa sat up on Eric's bed. Yes, Eric's bed. The time was perfect. Eric was asleep on a mat across the room and the village must have been asleep. Careful not to make a sound, she made her way out of the bedroom. She walked down the stairs into the dining room and turned left into the kitchen where there were cabinets full of food. She took a basket and put as much food as it vould carry into it. She jumped out the window and walked all the way over to the shore where she immersed herself in water. Swimming in water again felt different from the way she remembered it. But it still, made her feel free again. Quite similar to the feeling of flying in the air alongside a total stranger. She imagined how happy Cordelia would be when she gave her the news. Life would be perfect if she continued this as a daily routine. Gain the trust of a human during the day and steal his food to feed her sister at night. The plan was foolproof. The day's work was done

voyage

Eric woke up to a knock on his door. He felt around the bed for Nherisa, who, yes, he let share his bed. She wasn't there. It was the middle of the night (or so he thought), who would be knocking on his door at the time? Could it be Nherisa playing a prank on him? Eric stood up on his feet and went downstairs to open the door. Standing in front of him were three men, dressed in the royal attire. "It is of royal protocol that I inform you about the royal family's departure for the haven of knowledge." Said the leader of the three. "They left at night to avoid drawing attention and we came at night for the same reason." "Thank you." Eric said, slamming the door in their face as politely and gently as he could. He walked to the kitchen to check if Nherisa was there. She wasn't. "Where could she have gone?" He asked himself. +++

friend or foe

"What do you know about my mother's killers?" Cordelia asked. "I know who they are, not where you can find them." The witch said. "That is your truth to find out." "I thought you knew everything about us, stalker." "I am a part of the equation. I make sure that whatever was destined comes to pass." "What are you talking about?" "Your sister is pregnant." "What?" That hit made Cordelia mad. What right did she have to lie about her sister like that. "How do I know? It was my doing. With a few spells, I managed to pull a random human into a relationship with your sister so he could get her pregnant." "You are crazy. That's what you are." "Your sister needs you after he denies her and chases her out of his house." "Why are you telling me lies?" "Truth. And it is destiny."

To the castle

"This looks better, doesn't it?" Zephyra said. Bailewick had to admit. He had been going the wrong way about it. How did Cornelia not succeed in something so easy as Zephyra had just done. The room once murderous and frightening to the average child was now looking better than Bailewick could have made it. Drawings of the target from the perspective of all known witnesses including Zephyra's were now pasted on the wall. And also on the walls were charts showing all information on sea dwellers. The tables were covered with maps showing all the places where sea dwellers had been spotted. "I have to admit," Bailewick said, impressed. "You did a wonderful job." "Of course I did." Zephyra said, holding up her head in pride. "I am my father's daughter." "Now since we have no harpoons or nets or anything to catch them, how would we ever get

playing dumb

The royal guards must not have liked their own lives. If they had just left Cordelia alone and allowed her to enter the castle in peace, they wouldn't be lying in a heap beside the gate. Cordelia almost felt pity for them. But then again, they should have been the wiser when they saw their colleagues being brutally thrashed. That should have been warning enough to let her be. But no. They just had to fight in the name of dignity or honour or whatever term they address it by. Something about it made her mad. That the monarchs while enjoying all luxuries simply because of their relationship with the conqueror, or in many cases, ruler of a kingdom live at the expense of the lives of a few fools who would die in the name on their so called honour. If anything annoyed her even more, it was war. If a king had a problem with another king. They should go head to head in a one on one battle. Truly a terrible fate indeed it was that

The haven is a trap

Breakfast in the dining hall of 'the regal II' was engrossed in silence. Roland sat at the head of the table, not speaking at all. Cornelia, on the other end of the table, tried to keep her mouth full in order to avoid any questions. Zephyra, on the other hand, was dying to tell the truth that had been bugging her since the last night. Bailewick just stood next to the king; watching, waiting. "Father." Zephyra started. "I have to tell you..." "Zephyra," Bailewick interrupted. "Mind your manners. This is a dining room." "But I..." "Whatever you have to say can wait." Bailewick said, giving Zephyra a look that said 'stop trying' "I just wanted to say that..." "We're here." The voice of the captain echoed, stopping Zephyra's words. The king immediately stood up on his feet and walked out of the room, arm in arm with his queen. "Zephyra, a

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