thing I did was go on a rampage. I killed everyone in sight. After I had my fill, I cleaned myself up in the water of a mud puddle.”
He paused and took a deep breath.
“I thought that if I would ever have a chance, I would seek out your mother.”
I was more confused now. “How did you know about my mother?” I asked.
“Nossy, sometimes you are so innocent. Did you forget already that I explained that I remember everything? I remembered your mother in my lifetime before this one.”
I rolled my eyes. That was the trouble with Mathias; sometimes he could really be condescending. “Mathias, go on with the story, I don’t feel like arguing with you.”
Mathias laughed and patted me on the head. I hated it when he did that.
“I wandered the world in search of your mother, but I soon found out that I was wasting my time. By the time I found her, Lilitu had been established as the ruling kingdom, and Lilith was the ruling monarch of the empire. Since I was of my Myrddin race, clearly evident by my snake-like fangs and black somewhat hairless wings, she refused to see me.
“With her rejection in mind, I sought out a branch of the Myrddin army and joined up. I told them nothing of my past, even when going through the tortures of their initiation process. Over time, I developed my skills and became the strongest and most fierce warrior they had.”
“Don’t you think that you are embellishing just a tad?” I asked.
“Why, Nosferatu, it is your people who have proclaimed me most fierce warrior in the world. I think a bit more realistically,” he replied, a sarcastic smile on his face.
“You realistic, I’d like to see that.”
“Nosferatu, if I didn’t know any better, I would think you jealous. Or is it that you regret never fighting in battle?”
He had me. I was never permitted to fight in battle. I suppose it had something to do with mother not wanting to lose the only son she had left. I had heard the horror stories-- heard how Mathias had conquered the lands of Eastern Europe, even controlled Vlad Dracula. Mathias had fought in every battle he could, never stopping. In fact, I had heard that if he was injured, he would refuse to be healed and continue to fight. I personally thought he had a death wish.
“As always, you are correct, Mathias.” I said.
“At any rate, after the namesake of the Myrddin kingdom died, they decided that I was to be Supreme Ruler of Myrddin.”
“Why did you start sending armies into Mother’s territory?” I asked.
He smiled at me. “Because I wanted revenge. I managed to conquer much of her territory, did you know that?”
I shook my head.
“It was a bit of closure for me when she came to me, begging for peace. I agreed, only after she agreed to let me have half of the land I conquered. You know what is most ironic, Nosferatu?”
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t believe she even knows who I am.”
* * * * *
After a while, Mother asked to meet my friend. Of course I had never told her his identity; doing so would have made things very uncomfortable at home. I did not live with her, but I was expected to be there often. And when she told me to invite my friend for dinner, I was at a loss. I did as I was told, and hoped that they didn’t try to kill each other.
Later that day, when I walked into my Mother’s dining room with Mathias, I thought the house would fall in around us. Her black hair was pulled up from her face with rings of curls surrounding it. Her green eyes were bright, and she was dressed in a simple white shift that both covered her body and exposed it. The fabric was a thin silk, and it completely outlined her figure, leaving nothing to the imagination. At first, she seemed so livid she couldn’t think, but she seemed to calm herself enough to carry on.
“Mathias, I bid you welcome to the home of the empire of Lilitu,” she said.
Mathias smiled and offered her the bottle of wine he’d brought along. “Thank you, your
He paused and took a deep breath.
“I thought that if I would ever have a chance, I would seek out your mother.”
I was more confused now. “How did you know about my mother?” I asked.
“Nossy, sometimes you are so innocent. Did you forget already that I explained that I remember everything? I remembered your mother in my lifetime before this one.”
I rolled my eyes. That was the trouble with Mathias; sometimes he could really be condescending. “Mathias, go on with the story, I don’t feel like arguing with you.”
Mathias laughed and patted me on the head. I hated it when he did that.
“I wandered the world in search of your mother, but I soon found out that I was wasting my time. By the time I found her, Lilitu had been established as the ruling kingdom, and Lilith was the ruling monarch of the empire. Since I was of my Myrddin race, clearly evident by my snake-like fangs and black somewhat hairless wings, she refused to see me.
“With her rejection in mind, I sought out a branch of the Myrddin army and joined up. I told them nothing of my past, even when going through the tortures of their initiation process. Over time, I developed my skills and became the strongest and most fierce warrior they had.”
“Don’t you think that you are embellishing just a tad?” I asked.
“Why, Nosferatu, it is your people who have proclaimed me most fierce warrior in the world. I think a bit more realistically,” he replied, a sarcastic smile on his face.
“You realistic, I’d like to see that.”
“Nosferatu, if I didn’t know any better, I would think you jealous. Or is it that you regret never fighting in battle?”
He had me. I was never permitted to fight in battle. I suppose it had something to do with mother not wanting to lose the only son she had left. I had heard the horror stories-- heard how Mathias had conquered the lands of Eastern Europe, even controlled Vlad Dracula. Mathias had fought in every battle he could, never stopping. In fact, I had heard that if he was injured, he would refuse to be healed and continue to fight. I personally thought he had a death wish.
“As always, you are correct, Mathias.” I said.
“At any rate, after the namesake of the Myrddin kingdom died, they decided that I was to be Supreme Ruler of Myrddin.”
“Why did you start sending armies into Mother’s territory?” I asked.
He smiled at me. “Because I wanted revenge. I managed to conquer much of her territory, did you know that?”
I shook my head.
“It was a bit of closure for me when she came to me, begging for peace. I agreed, only after she agreed to let me have half of the land I conquered. You know what is most ironic, Nosferatu?”
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t believe she even knows who I am.”
* * * * *
After a while, Mother asked to meet my friend. Of course I had never told her his identity; doing so would have made things very uncomfortable at home. I did not live with her, but I was expected to be there often. And when she told me to invite my friend for dinner, I was at a loss. I did as I was told, and hoped that they didn’t try to kill each other.
Later that day, when I walked into my Mother’s dining room with Mathias, I thought the house would fall in around us. Her black hair was pulled up from her face with rings of curls surrounding it. Her green eyes were bright, and she was dressed in a simple white shift that both covered her body and exposed it. The fabric was a thin silk, and it completely outlined her figure, leaving nothing to the imagination. At first, she seemed so livid she couldn’t think, but she seemed to calm herself enough to carry on.
“Mathias, I bid you welcome to the home of the empire of Lilitu,” she said.
Mathias smiled and offered her the bottle of wine he’d brought along. “Thank you, your
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