King Eliam

King ELiam is the Character of Amazhing.

RP Background

Entry One

~his last breath~

His body shook with grief, staring at the remains of his late father. Attempting to ignore the grotesque blood pouring out of his body, Prince Eliam wrapped his arms around his body. He buried his head in his chest, and wept. Images flashed through his head -- Images of his father playing, teaching, and embracing his son. Eliam didn't even try to hold back the rush of salty tears that wet his face. “Leave me,” his voice commanded authoritively. The guards hurried out of the room, not wanting to face the new king’s wrath. He turned to see faces haunting him from every corner, peering into his soul, judging him. “Stop!” He cried in anguish. “Leave me!” he cried out, tormented by the ghosts, the phantoms. They circled around him, watching him as he cowered behind his dead father’s body. He glanced around the room madly, screaming in terror. “Leave me with my father! … My dead father …” He lowered his head and began to shudder, plagued by visions of his father. The echoes of King Eliam's cries reverberated within the castle's walls, until they came to an abrupt end.

He Impulsively rushed to his feet, and strode out of the room. After finding the guards outside, he ordered them to place the body within a mahogany coffin. He walked briskly down the corridors of the castle, with purpose. After reaching the throne room, He ordered multiple servants to make preparations for the funeral. "You there, contact the chef, let him know that we are to have a feast in seven days time" "You! I need 5 invitations addressed to the other holds of the kingdom, all are to be invited!" "Get someone who know how to decorate a room properly, please! "I need several banners to be woven, immediately!" The servants all rushed, nodding sympathetically. Finally, there was silence. King Eliam laid down his head for one moment, until he was interrupted.

“Your majesty --” “Please, please don’t call me that.” “Yes … sir” “Thank you, go on.” “The court physician made you this elixir, he said that it would ensure a good nights rest for a weary king.” “Tell Brom that I appreciate it” The door squeaked shut, as the guards footsteps echoed down the hallway, fading into the bustle of his kingdom. King Eliam ignored the food before him, and stared into the distance. King Eliam grasped the potion, and pulled off the cork. He slowly drank the liquid, frowning at the bitter taste. Suddenly, the world around him seemed to fade. He could feel himself being swallowed by the darkness. ..