Chapter 442 He Knows...
Erich was in disbelief as he stared at Daelia, and the peculiar expression on her pretty face. He had long since heard the prophecy of the sages, and honestly did not think much of it. But the more he struggled in this life, the more he came closer to fulfilling it.
There was just one problem: who was this bloody bride that was prophecised to aid him in his wars of conquest that would ultimately light the galaxy aflame? For a while, he had thought it would be Lunaria.
After all, the woman helped facilitate the rise of the Germanic Star-Empire as a sovereign nation, and as a major galactic power. But there were few things that woman could do now if she had a bigger role to play.
There were of course other women in Erich's life who could very well fulfill this role, but he had never expected Daelia of all women to be the bloody bride, and because of this he was quick to ask why she would even help him do such a thing.
"I don't understand.... For a million years, you have contended with your sister to become the primary power in the galaxy. Why? Why would you help me when you know what my goals are?"
Daelia scoffed at Erich's remarks before bopping him on the nose with her index finger. Once she had done this, she began to lecture him as if he were a small and errant child.
"You really don't understand it, do you? The time of the Elves as the Galaxy's greatest power has come to an end. Hell, it ended when my sister and I fought for the throne... But you, destiny has great things in store for you.
And if I can help guarantee my people's status in this galaxy, by having them pledge themselves to you when the time comes. Then so be it! Lunaria, on the other hand, she is too proud to the bend the knee.
You might have thought you could get her to truly submit to you, out of the affection she has for you. But in the face of her pride as a monarch, as the sovereign of all elves, like she proclaims herself to be. She will never willingly kneel before you.
A state she would not appear in on any world other than Svartalfheim. And until now, there had never been any evidence that Erich visited such a dark and depraved world. Of course, there wasn't much Lunaria could do about this situation.
For starters, while unofficially united towards the same purpose. The Alfheim Dominion and Svartaflheim federation were still in a state of transition towards trade and unity. Lunaria simply could not just arrive within Svartalfhiem space without causing a serious international incident.
And Daelia had sent her this message of provocation while being completely and utterly aware of this fact. Because of this, Lunaria couldn't help but lose her shit at the idea that Zane had gone off to visit her little sister without first giving her notice. It was truly an act of betrayal that she could not tolerate.
It was while Lunaria was losing her mind that Celestia posed a question which caused the panicked Elven Empress to become even more anxious.
"This doesn't make much sense. Erich has chosen not to visit either of our worlds to keep the peace between you two. So then why would he suddenly visit Svartalfheim and Daelia? What could she have said that was so important to inspire such a visit, despite knowing the strain it would put on your already fragile relationship?"
When Lunaria heard this, she looked over at the image once more and stared at it for a long and silent pause. She realized with the way Daelia was posed in bed next to Erich that it resembled an ancient painting that was famous during the ancient Elven Empire.
This painting was based on a legend that was infamous among the Elven people. One that originated during the time from before the Elves ever stepped foot outside their home world and ventured into the greater galaxy.
The myth told the story of a king who was seduced by a demon in pursuit of forbidden knowledge. Knowledge that would ultimately lead to his demise, and that of his kingdom. When Lunaria recognized the uncanny resemblance between this photo and the ancient painting, she realized that Daelia was sending her a hidden message.
And when Lunaria understood this, her expression paled, while she spoke in an almost ghostly whisper of what plagued her mind.
"He knows..."