Kybald had it on good authority that the consort was even more of an abomination than they had originally thought. According to his informant within the royal household, Consort Brayden was now carrying a child. How that was even possible he did not know; but he knew it was his duty to inform the Guild of Shamian of this new piece of information.
He had been so busy recruiting new members that he had almost missed what the informant had to tell him. She had been trying to get in touch with him for days and he had put her off, thinking that new members were more important than some idle gossip. Guild Master Cristos would indeed be salivating over this news.
Their libraries were filled with everything that one could want to know about the old ones. Generation after generation of guild members added everything they have ever found. But to have something actually confirmed as truth was almost as exciting as it was disgusting. The sooner they put an end to the abominations in the form of Prince Javier and Consort Brayden, the sooner they could force King Quinlan to conform to the ways that should be. The guild should have taken over as rulers after King Rothwell had succumbed to his poison. They had had the perfect bride for Quinlan picked out, but he had to go and ruin it by choosing Consort Brayden to rule at his side. If they had have know his tastes ran in that direction they could have had a contingency plan in place... but Quinlan had blindsided them with choosing Brayden. Honestly they did not deserve the titles given them... or so Guild Master Cristos informed them all, they were just to think of them as Quinlan and Brayden, because sooner than anyone thinks they were going to be replaced.
Kybald stopped at the side door of the stone structure that stood as their headquarters. He let his gaze drift around making sure that no one followed him. Guild Master Cristos would not forgive him or anyone else if they had let someone follow them to this sanctuary. If no one except members knew that the guild existed, then no one would be able to shut them down. Guild Master Cristos had spent many generations setting up this house of rightness. His family had been among those that had hunted and destroyed the last generation of old ones. Through the teaching of Guild Master Cristos a whole new generation of guild members were prepared to cull all abominations from the world. Guild Master Cristos had informed them that there were more abominations in the world then just the old ones, and it was their duty as guild members to put an end to them all. As guild members they had a sworn duty to kill anything that did not fall into the perimeters of what the guild deemed right. It was an honour to be chosen to become a guild member, even if it did mean that all members must forsake their families. The guild was now the only family they needed. Nothing else mattered besides the guild.
“Kybald,” Guild Master Cristos asked as Kybald knelt before him and touched his forehead to the guild master’s feet. “What brings you here and away from your duty?”
“I have news, Master Cristos.” Kybald trembled in anticipation.
“I am listening.” Guild Master Cristos waved his hand gesturing that Kybald should rise from his prone position. Kybald had been one of his better recruits, he was loyal, and did not question when given an order, which was why he didn’t immediately have him punished for abandoning his post. The excitement in Kybald’s eyes should have prepared him but he was absolutely floored by what came out of Kybald’s mouth.
“My source inside the castle has informed me that Consort Brayden is with child.” Kybald didn’t duck fast enough as Guild Master Cristos’s hand slapped him with enough force to knock him back to his knees. Kybald tasted blood as he slowly rose back up into standing position.
“What have I told you about giving those abominations the formality of a title that they do not deserve?” he snapped in anger.
“I am sorry,” Kybald said in shame, “It will not happen again. I was at the castle, there it is prudent to remain unseen so using their titles is a way to blend in and not be seen.”
Guild Master Cristos rolled his eyes in annoyance. “What did your informant tell you?”
“That it has been confirmed by the healers that Brayden is carrying Quinlan’s child. If all or gathered information is true than the child will be born in five more months.” Kybald said after he did a quick calculation in his head. It was rumoured that the old ones only had a gestations period of six months.
Guild Master Cristos began pacing around the confines of the room deep in thought. Things were becoming more complicated. He would have to move up his plans. He would need to be in possession of Brayden before he gave birth to the next generation of old ones. They had to stop the re-insurgence of those evil creatures before they were allowed to breed and take over the known world. Allowing Brayden to complete the carrying would give others the thought that these creatures were welcome among the true people of this existence. And they were not.
Too many others had died because these creatures thought that they had the right to exist and live among the many. It was people like his ancestors that took matters into their own hands and began ridding the populace of all of those abominations. Even after they had been eradicated new and even more twisted beings came into being. It was the reason the guild was now building up its forces because soon there was going to be another war and this time mot one of those deemed unfit to exist would make it through.
This time they all would die.
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