The beginning

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This is a story I started long ago that I've been thinking about trying to finish. I'm hoping to maybe get a little feedback on it before I continue on with this particular strain. Thanks everyone.

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I has been some time since I have last written you, Mikele, and many things have happened here that I think you should know about. As you know, the last time you left our realm there was much unsolved turmoil between the humans and the beasts of the night. Not a fortnight after your departure, we discovered the cause of it; a young demon woman, Rikala, has captured the heart of the human king, and her people are furious at the thought of such a union. Apparently she is some vampiric noble...Mikele, we are at a loss for what to do....

Mikele gently folded the yellowed paper back into thirds and touched the edge to the candle's flame. There was no need to keep it in these times of spies and consorts-besides, he had the names committed to memory. Rikala. The human king; that would be Lord Davi. And of course, dear sweet Tenvu, who had enough to worry about without an impending vampire insurrection on his hands.

"Damn," He informed the darkened room, "It's a twisted Helen of Troy."

He left his chair and wandered over to the tall bookcase, idlely hoping that an answer would somehow manifest itself in the shadowed book covers. He thought, not for the first time, that his study needed more light, and decided to take his ponderings into another room.

The trees in the courtyard glittered slightly in the deepening twilight, and Mikele felt the oncoming repulsion that nighttime still did not fail to bring. It had been some time that he had been home, and he could yet recall the hell that darkness meant. In Rhafstain, at least. He smiled at the setting sun and thanked his god, once more, for bringing him home. And again, his thoughts turned to Tenvu, and the letter that had arrived by messenger-a very odd messenger, but he did not expect any less from his old friend-earlier that day. And, as usual, it brought a strange and twisted problem to his door.

 

Short but sweet. Well done, noticed a few spelling errors though.

 

well written and innovative, keep on writing.

 

I would really like to see where this is going. Up til now I am mostly confused, but in a good way. Lots of tantalising hints and no explanations. Perhaps you should continue on it?