I rushed out

The bedroom

And into the

Pristine stoned

Hallway

Filled with paintings

Of what they call

The Great Magnas,

      Or what I call-

      The dead old kings.

Along with the walls

Were paintings

Of King Tsunarius

And decorations

From Man,

Whom we dare never

To speak of.

      “Good morning Miss.” Emerald’s voice greeted from behind.

I stopped,

And turned

To see Emerald,

Whose hair has been covered

By a white cloth.

Her face screamed her age

And it didn't help

She had scars that went

Across her cheeks.

She looked at me

With her milky eyes

And spoke in a stern voice

The usual sentence,

      “Your Father and Sisters have begun to feast. They could not wait any longer for you.”

I sighed, rolling my eyes,

      “Yeah I bet they did…”

      “What shall I say before your late entrance?”

      “Ugh. Say that I’m so truly sorry for having nightmares again and waking up late!”

       “As you wish, Miss.” Emerald bowed her head and gave a swift clap of her hands that wore white gloves.

With a blink of

A squid’s ink,

Mermen

Baring golden armor

From head to toe

Surrounded me.

      “Right of course,” I bobbed my head, "Cant forget the valiant guards! 

They were

Fathers Men

Who are called

“Hearts”.

They’re the ones

Who protect

The great city of

Hydtin

From any danger.

But recently,

They've been around a lot more

Because of the new threat

That has surfaced.

A pestilent murderer

Called

The Beauty Killer.