SOLUM// Technoblade X reader

The rest of the walk went with, couple small talks, or longer, more contentfull conversations. Either way, you got to Mellowstone in a couple hours before sunset.

The beautiful walls of the city, curled up with the big mountains, bunch of rivers flowing down to the foot of the mountain, mostly made up of melted snow. The Palace towered over the wall, with only the golden top shining above.

Connor nudged the horse to a gallop to the gate.

"State your business." One of the guard said.
"The names Private Connor Flores, I'm here for the Army Major. I'm getting a rank up." Connor said jumping off, and you did too, after him.
"And you?" The other guard asked, you ruffled around in your bag before pulling out the scroll. You gave it to him, he unrolled it and started reading it. He nodded and gave the scroll back to you.

They opened the gate and inside servants were waiting to take the horse in a barn. They took the horse's reins and led him away.

"Well, this is where our ways part." Connor said folding his hand behind his back.
"Yes. It was nice meeting you." You said.
"My pleasure. Goodbye Y/N."
"Bye Connor." With that you turned a heel and started walking towards the Palace. The cobblestone road was bumpy like The Capitols. It curved up and then down.

From further, the Palace looked small, unsignificant, but the closer you got the bigger it got. The golden top was now a hundred feet above the ground. The side wings reached above a valley, and the main building looked like it had thousands of windows. The white walls almost blinded you, the sun's rays hit it in a way that it radiated, and bathed in the sunlight.

You walked up to the main entrance, waiting for you was two servants.

"G'Day, Miss L/N. We've been waiting for you." One of them said.
"Follow us will you." The other said. You nodded and walked behind them. The door opened and you were met by a long hallway ending in a bigger door. The servants made Small talks in between them, but you were too amazed by the decoration and detail of the walls.

In a fair second you stopped in front of the door.
"Alrighty, this is the throne room, King Ardghal should be waiting for you." They said. You nodded, and they opened the door. The throne room was huge, it could've been a whole castle in itself but it was used for one thing.

The king was sitting on his Dias, his hand laced with the other. He looked quite old, scuffed beard and mid long hair with the hunched back. He wasn't thin like the books wrote it. His muscles were all used up in all the fighting he did. The throne room looked casual, other than the decoration and details, the big gold throne in the middle, two other thrones, one on the left and one on the right. One for the first born and one for the second born.

You took a low bow. "My Highness." You said.
"Rise, my child. It is a pleasure seeing you here, on the day I sent the letter." You rose from the bow. "Well should we get into the middle of it." He said.

"My good ol'friend Technoblade, made an appearance in the war of Dream SMP, and even though, Violet Campbell did her best with updating me with the happenings in Laencaster, the Capitan didn't tell too much. They refused to give me information about the battle, and I wouldn't be surprised if Technoblade would do the same." Ardghal said, casually while taking a different position in his throne.

"I'll try my best to get as much information out of him as I can, but I can't guarantee anything." You said.

"We have to worry about finding him first."
"The kingdom is not that big, I bet I can find him easily-"
"Ah, now that you said that, we got a letter this morning, that Technoblade is, Indeed, in the nether. You have to go into the Nether realm to find him." Your heart leaped into your throat, the nether? But it's dangerous.

"In the nether? It's dangerous." You said trying not to show much emotion
"What is wrong with that? As a messenger, I feel like it should not be a problem." The king said shifting in his throne.
"But I'm not a fighter, My Highness. What if I get attacked?"
"I don't think Technoblade would let anyone get hurt on his own land." King Ardghal said smiling.

"And on the other hand, as they say, Technoblade is everywhere. But even though he is, he most likely is the loneliest man alive." He said. You were still in shock by the fact you were leaving to the nether all alone, but you were existed.

"By that I mean he will find you if you get attacked. No need to worry. Oh- but I'll bet that you're fairly tired of the ride here, I'll explain more in the morning, until then, Vivienne, show our guest the room we prepared." The servant-you assumed was Vivienne- appeared from behind the throne. She had short brownish hair with a slight curl. Her eyes were almost black and her skin looked flawless.

"Follow me." She said, for the sweet look of hers, her voice was deeper and sort of raspy.

You followed her a step behind until you reached a room. A huge detailed door with golden sequels. Vivienne casually opened it and stepped aside for you to get in. You walked in and popped your bag on the bed. It was a huge room, could've been bigger than your house. You couldn't really look at much because your mind was distracted by the thought of the journey.

"Hey, Vivienne?"
"Yes"
"Why is Technoblade the loneliest man alive?"
"He is the oldest sibling. Having that in mind, his father never let him do as much, thought him how to fight, let him have a couple friends, but soon he closed his soul, not letting anyone hurt him. That's when the voices began."

"Voices?"
"Those that tell him what to do. And they are telling him murderous thoughts, that's the reason he became the Blood God himself." Vivienne smiled.

"Thank you Vivienne."
"Oh just call me Vivi. It's fine." She said stepping out of the room. You layed on the bed looking at the painted ceiling. Now that's not making the journey any better. The Blood God that has voices in his head. Great, what if those voices wants your blood. You sighed and threw your bag on the floor, then cuddled under the soft blankets. 

Tomorrow will be interesting.