Ruby Red Goblets Novels & Stories

"Drink, and our betrothal becomes law under the eyes of the Elders." Clara took the goblet eagerly, intending to down it in one go. But as she brought it close, a volatile, suffocating heat flared from the liquid. The wine churned violently, glowing with a faint, ominous crimson light. Clara gasped, her face draining of color. Instinctively, she knocked the goblet away. "There's dragonfire in this wine!" she shrieked.

Kendrick’s was going to say something when Gordon gave her a slight pinch making her be quiet. “Oh yeah, I remember, did you get what I asked for?” asked Sekora. “Yes we got it.” Said Gordon, then he went to his car and pulled out a long box, which he got from the fair. Sekora opened the box and saw it was a sword with a note. The note said Dear Sekora, this will help you in your quest. Arenautis. The sword was all black, with red rubies in the hilt and a fine sharp blade. Then Sekora and Gordon went upstairs where Gordon saw D2.

He was holding her back from running to Polaris, who was lifted into Mayavi’s hands. There was a huge goblet with strange carvings on it. The carvings looked like the letters of the book Zahir had in his hand all the time during our journey. Flames like that of lava were erupting from the goblet. Maybe that was the ritual or sacrifice. I assumed Mayavi was going to throw Polaris in the goblet. My nails expanded into claws, sharp, long and pointed. I lunged at Mayavi, taking away Polaris from her hands, slashing her face and slamming her on the ground with a kick in her guts.

Food abandoned, we all took our glasses towards the balcony of the room, overlooking the vast forest and swatches of Rising Star land. Whilst we chatted about happier topics, the servants came in to clear away the table whilst we were stood, leaving it bare of all the usual cutlery and silverware. Eventually, I turned away from Alexander to refill my glass to find on the empty mahogany table stood a goblet. A large, golden goblet, the rim completely covered in precious jewels. On seeing the first of my visions come to fruition, I let out a small scream and fell into a dead faint.

Shiloh said handing him a Dark Moon bag. “I don’t have any glasses.” He admitted as he took the bag. “I brought those, too.” She blushed. “A housewarming gift.” “Thanks.” He said taking the bag into the kitchen. The girls each had one of Shiloh’s hands and were talking a mile a minute. Opening the bag, he found two bottles, already chilled, and four wine glasses in individual boxes. The first glass he pulled out was a crystal goblet with a pewter devil. The goblet sat on the pitchfork and the tail wrapped around it keeping it in place. There was a mate to it with a female devil.

he explained. "Was it before he gave you the wine or after he gave you the wine?" She questioned. "It was after. And he seemed quite strange" Cole said, trying to recall Max's facial expression. "Fuck!" Cora exclaimed and looked down at the goblet with the spilled wine. "Why? What is it?" He questioned. "That goblet is made of silver, Cole. And I don't know where he got that" "What?" He was astounded. He picked the goblet up and looked at it carefully. It seemed more like a steel goblet that was coated in molten silver.

Clinking goblets. The distant strum of harps and the rhythm of drums beating in celebration. Then light bursts through the black. Warm, golden, radiant light spilling across a vast hall. I am no longer in my chamber. I am somewhere else entirely. A grand feast hall stretches before me. Arched ceilings carved with intricate reliefs, banners of deep blue, and silver hanging from towering pillars. Tables run the length of the room, laden with roasted meats, bowls of fruit, bread stacked high, and goblets brimming with wine that glows like liquid ruby beneath torchlight.

And the source of the red glow? A ruby. It was resting on a plush pillow in the center of the display case, and it was roughly the size of my fist, larger than most I had seen before. It had the same deep crimson color as the ones from the mountain. The same pulsing, otherworldly glow. It was faint, but it was there. This was no trick of the light. My blood turned to ice. No. No, it couldn't be. Isaac was David’s friend, not one of the King’s minions. I told myself that he was probably just a collector, that maybe he’d taken it when Helena’s belongings were raided. But even as I thought those words, I knew the truth.

How would that affect history? So instead, Caitlin sat there, trying to be in the moment, to experience this. For whatever reason, she had been led to him, and she tried to understand why. She just wanted to see her Dad, and she tried to imagine how and when Jesus would lead her to him. Small foods and delicacies were passed along the table, and some were placed before Caitlin and Scarlet. On her plate was placed a round, flat cracker. Unleavened bread. Each person was then handed a large, bejeweled goblet. Caitlin took hers, as did Scarlet. It was heavy, made of solid gold.

"Your Highness Kral, on behalf of the Galewind Pack, my wife Juliana and I present to you a gift—the Rhinoceros Horn Goblet." His actions caught the attention of the pleasure-seeking nobles, instantly drawing all eyes towards him. Prince Kral's imposing gaze shifted from me to them. I silently let out a breath, placing the untouched glass of wine on the nearby table. "The Rhinoceros Horn Goblet?" Prince Kral raised an eyebrow, his tone cool, as he observed a servant carrying a red box. "Is it a cup made from the horns of the renowned rhinoceroses in your territory?"