The Plight of Angels

By Elijah Reed

Long after a war that raged for twenty long years, the leader of a new nation must balance the power between the people and those who ruled before them. A deep immersive look into the realm of complexities in the world of Grecian/Roman heavy politics,With the endless and tiresome public servitude for the senate,the barrage of boundless woes and a tale of mystery with added seduction.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elijah Reed
• Release date: Nov 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370991402

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The Plight of Angels

The virtue of betrayal

Written and published by Elijah Reed.

Copyright 2017 Elijah Reed

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The virtue of betrayal

On the first day of a new age, the sun rose high and sat in the center of the sky. In that opalescent beauty a summit of seventeen warring tribes, some peaceful and others war hungry, agreed that for the good of their collective peoples that a unified land was one that would benefit all. The tribal chiefs, generals, patricians, and warlords agreed to elect what was assumed to be an honest and trustworthy leader to rule them. This man would control the armies, shared lands and more importantly the free people who desired safety from the great and incessant wars.

A stubborn but wise man named Cor, an old patrician, was elected from the tribe Servi Sperat for the conflicts that he halted between factions during times of war. During these days others tribes of the south still fought bloody engagements over petty fiefs of land. This new northern empire was a great diamond that those weak tribes could never hope to attain. After Cor was given the role of supreme ruler, over the vast empire he dubbed Ignis after his father's name; he divided the land between the great leaders of each tribe and restricted the power of each to keep them in check.

This tactic worked for a time and Cor ruled peacefully. As the sun fell one evening over the abode that Cor had taken for his personal affairs, the old bearded man wandered, albeit slowly through the well-constructed stone halls of his personal villa. He sat at the table and chair of which he normally resigned to consume his meals. He raised his pale gray and wrinkled hand to signal his slave to bring him his food. The ragged and beaten woman trudged over to him, wearing what could be described as ripped brown dress that covered her chest, upper thigh and shoulders, carrying a carved wooden bowl of cold stew.

The horribly bruised woman placed the bowl in front of the tired old man. Having noticed that she had bruises, open cuts and an exceptionally obvious limp. This concerned him as he remembered her somewhat free of injury yesterday, he inquired How did you become so awfully beaten, slave? She nervously replied I fell from a wagon, sir Cor, sat quietly for a few seconds then loudly announced No you did not He tasted the sharpness of metal on his tongue, a sudden pain in his side and only then realized he was wounded.

The virtue of betrayal

He jumped to his feet suddenly, swinging widely and hitting the woman to the ground. Turning to see the slave and her bloody knife, he quickly fell down on her holding her down with his weak arms as he bled