Light the color of rubies danced off the face of the seductively beautiful servant belonging to Maksha, her name was Nioletin. She glided through the corridor stopping before two large oak doors, embellished with a gold form of hieroglyphics. Two robust guards glared at the teenager who was accompanied by Niolet. After a slight nod from her, they opened the doors to Maksha’s quarters. Justin’s eyes widened as he saw his high king Maksha. He had sharply chiseled features accompanied by emerald like eyes. He was at least a head taller than Justin was. He was dressed in black linen slacks and his chest completely bare. Justin stood at attention as Maksha sent away the woman who had been preparing to feed off. She whimpered slightly and glowered at Justin for having stolen her chance at this honor. “I have been informed that you have information for me concerning the cattle.,” stated Maksha as he began to peel a light green apple. “Yes, sir. I saw the humans at a portal like ours. The only difference was the light. This light was brighter your majesty. It burned me a bit and I quickly dove out of the way.,” stated a fumbling Justin. “Why didn’t you stop them from entering the portal?” asked Maksha the only hint of his anger the tighter grip he had on the handle of his paring knife. “There were too many of them sir. It was their military.” Justin said in an attempt to defend himself. “They would have killed me.” “I see. So you didn’t kill the cattle that had left there designated area because you were frightened.” Maksha said in a calm monotone voice. Nioletin who had been standing several feet back walked out and returned with in seconds with a young maid who was holding a rag and a bucket in her small hands. Just as the petite girl lifted her head. The paring knife found its way into Justin’s still heart. Nioletin waved her hand to signify that she wanted the girl to clean up the blood and the body. The girl went right to work. “My lord. Would you like me to call a meeting of your counselors?” asked Nioletin as she began giving his muscular shoulders a massage. “What lies in the realm that the humans entered my majesty?” She questioned. “I believe they entered a realm more ancient than our own. I think they entered the realm of the creators.” Said Maksha as he pulled her to him “I have not fed yet, would you allow me to satisfy my hunger.,” he asked with hunger in his eyes. “I will send Alishex in to help you with that her blood is especially sweet.,” she said as she pushed his arms from her waist and rose. She glided out silently leaving him with lust flickering in his eyes. He did not care that she was pledged to his brother, he wanted her golden body for himself. He sighed and resigned himself to the attractive blond she sent him.