Isabelle Saint-Michael's Blog, page 10

Just Hallucinating

Aiden stood before me in the great hall. Crushing my shoulders in his grip, he pulled me close and hugged me tightly. It was easier to play docile then to fight it. When he had sufficiently squeezed the air from my body, he stepped back to look at me. “Your skin is still so cold, and you are growing visibly paler. Are you eating? Getting sleep? Are they treating you well?”

I looked up at him. I had only learned a month or so ago that I had a brother and that I was a Princess. In that time I had escaped an evil Archmage, defeated a ghostly Pixie, watched my Soul Mate die protecting me, and now was negotiating peace and travel between the realms of Everbloom and Vesaria. My cousins here in Vesaria had been welcoming and kind. “Everyone is kind to me. I eat meals three times a day plus a snack, and yes, I sleep at night. The maids have to fight with me each morning to get me to wake up.”

“Then why isn’t your health improving?” he asked.

“Can’t I just be this way?  The doctor here is excellent and he says I am healthy.” I resisted the urge to yell.

“Well, I am glad to see you are well. I’ve just heard you are spending a lot of time alone and I was concerned. I know how depression can darken one’s heart.” I shook my head and turned to walk away from him. Aiden caught my arm, turning me around. “This is a dark time for you. I do understand that. Don’t shut me out. Just because I wasn’t there in the past doesn’t mean I don’t want to be there in the future.”

“You want to know what I am doing?” I asked. He gave me a smile and a nod that did nothing to warm me. “Follow me and I’ll be happy to show you.” Aiden padded along behind me as I climbed the stairs to a chamber that had once been our father’s. I pushed open the door and stepped inside without a word.

Aiden’s eyes darted around the room, finally settling upon the portrait. There forever emblazoned in oils was a an Elf that could almost have been a reflection of my brother. The long golden hair, the piercing dark green stare, the gentle arch of the brows. This was Leonide, handsome and powerful. Aiden looked back at me and grinned. “You look a great deal like him.” I laughed, resisting the urge to roll my eyes.

“Thank you, I think. You’re certainly not the first person to tell me that since I arrived.” I looked back at the portrait. “See, when I look at that painting, all I see is you.”

“Are you saying all Elves look alike, Alizeyah?” The teasing tone caught me off guard and I finally relaxed some, letting a smile stay on my lips.

“That’s more like it. A real smile.” Aiden nodded his approval before crossing the room to take a seat on the small sofa. Quietly he thumbed through the books on the table. “Light reading?” he asked as he perused a particularly heavy tome. “I’m impressed you read Ancient Elven. The common language can be passed on, but Elven?”

“I also read Ancient and Modern Dragon in most dialects. As soon as I discovered my origin I became obsessed with learning all I could about them.” I leaned back against the desk watching him.

“These books are all on very old magic. Old rituals we haven’t used in thousands of years.” He paused when he opened a book I had marked. His brows knit down over his eyes. “This is a summoning spell for Romijeer.” His eyes shot up to meet mine. “You know better than anyone how dangerous he is. You shouldn’t invite trouble to your doorstep, Alizeyah.”

“Did I say I was?”  I flicked my wrist and the book slammed shut before racing to my waiting hands. Aiden jerked in surprise. “I need to know why I was chosen. I need to know what spell I was supposed to fuel.”

“You’re playing with forces greater than you. Don’t you understand – there has been enough death.” Aiden crossed the wooden floor to stand in front of me. “Hue died to protect you. There are a legion of warriors and scholars that are ready to fight for you. I don’t want to lose you now that I know you exist.” I stared at him unblinking. “Would Hudraer want you to put yourself in harm’s way?”

I recoiled as if I had been slapped. “Hue knew better than to try and control me. If he couldn’t stop me he would damn well make sure he was there beside me.”

“Then where is he now?” His voice had elevated. “He died, Alizeyah. He’s DEAD. The responsibility of keeping you safe now falls to the rest of us.” Tears started to prick my eyes. My heart tightened in my chest.

What’s wrong? asked the voice softly.

Hue’s gone and I don’t want to be here dealing with any of this, I told the voice.

Stop letting others upset you. It’s ok to be sad, the voice told me.

I know. I just feel like everyone wants me to be happy all the time. Why can’t they see how much I hurt inside? Why can’t they see how alone I feel?

It will get better, I promise, said the voice.

“Alizeyah?” Aiden waved a hand in front of me.

“Huh?” I said snapping back. “I’m sorry, you said something?”

Aiden rolled his eyes and looked at me with consideration. “Where were you just now?”

“What do you mean? I was standing right here.” I blinked at him.

“Yes, physically, but you weren’t here. You looked like you were anywhere but here.” He took my hand in his and drew me to have a seat beside him on the sofa. “I realize I don’t know you as well as Dani or Ian, but we’re family. You’re my closest family, actually, and that alone is a reason to be concerned about you. The fact that I actually like you just makes it something I must insist on.” His thumb stroked the back of my hand. “Alizeyah, what’s going on?”

“I hear a voice,” I answered flatly.

“What?” He was quiet for a moment.

“I hear a voice in my head. Where Hue’s used to be, there is a voice.”

Aiden swore under his breath but he gave me a look. The look people give you when they think you’re off your rocker. “Who does the voice belong to?” he asked.

I shrugged. “Nobody as far as I know. I think it’s a hallucination.”

“And you’re aware it’s not really there?” he asked, still giving me the crazy look.

“Yes. I believe my mind is trying to soften the blow of me losing the love of my life.” He seemed to relax, but didn’t let go of my hand.

“Have you told anyone else about the voice?” he asked.

“No, but if I did it would probably just be Dani.” I pulled my hand free and stood back up.

“You may not like what I am about to say, but it warrants your consideration. You are a mixture between two worlds – Darkling and Elf, Human and Magic, Soul Mate without a mate. A few of us have considered the possibility, but you may have another Soul Mate.” He looked away like he was in pain at the comment.

I couldn’t help it – I laughed, and he stared at me as if I were suddenly sprouting antlers. “Soul Mates are rare, and by definition, I doubt I could have another.”

Aiden shook his head. “Your bond with Hudraer was deep, and I’m not saying that this other would be a replacement. What if rather then a Soul split in two, yours was split in three because it was so powerful the universe couldn’t justify two beings with that much power?”

“So what? I’m just talking to a complete stranger in my head? Why haven’t I heard him before now?” I argued.

“Well, maybe Hudraer’s signal was just that much more powerful. He was a Tempest as well, correct?” Aiden had been looking at me like I was out of my mind, but he seemed to take offense to me returning the look.

“The voice is a hallucination brought on by stress and grief. He will fade away when I can cope without him,” I explained.

“He?” he asked.

“Oh, shut up,” I told him.

Refreshing

For the last several nights I have slept under the watchful eye of my Familiar, Flurry. Each night is the same. I sink into a darkness that takes away all pain. It reminds me of Hue. Each day I awake a little stronger then the day before. For the first time since arriving at my uncle’s castle in Vesaria, I feel like going out. Despite the doctor’s warning, Alathea’s temper tantrum, and the maids threatening to lock me in my chambers, I went out into the real world.

I saddled Phantom, mounted up with a bow and a sword, then rode as hard as I could out the gates and towards the shore. Twenty minutes later I was rewarded with golden sand, vibrant blue water, and the ocean smell I longed for. “Finally, I feel like I can breathe again!”

“Alizeyah?” A voice called to me. I scanned the surrounding shores for its source. “Alizeyah!” it called, more sure this time. There was a flash far down the sand from me. Tightening my grip on Phantom’s reigns I rode in that direction. A figure began to come into sight as I got closer. I continued to ride forward. There was a Dark Elf with strange tattoos covering his body. His grey skin was a sharp contrast to the gaudy Hawaiian print shirt he wore with a lime green Speedo.

My jaw dropped. “Marthailain?”

The Dark Elf smiled and pulled off his sunglasses. “My dear, it’s excellent to see you. Margarita?” he asked.

I nodded, sliding off the back of Phantom and accepting the icy concoction he pressed into my hand. “What are you wearing?” I blurted out.

“My beach wear,” he said proudly. “Birda ordered it off Amazon for me.”

“Why are you wearing it HERE? That is not like anything I’ve seen worn here.” I was shaking my head.

“I know, right?” He smiled slyly. “I grew up here, Lady… or should I say Princess. When I come home I like to shake up the locals a little.”

“I thought this portal was sealed from the Human lands hundreds of years ago?” I was so confused.

“It was, but that never stopped a Dark Elf on a mission. It takes some travel, but I used to be able to come home and visit by hopping through a number of realms.” He took a sip of his drink.

“So you are here visiting family?” I did my best to ignore the lime green terror in front of me. The shirt draped off of him three sizes to large and his Speedo seemed unnaturally tight over “parts”. It was like a horrible roadside accident that I was unable to look away from.

“No, I’m here to see you. I was told you were unavailable today, so I thought I would come down here and relax some.” He smiled.

“And scare the fish,” I mumbled. He frowned. “I’m sorry, what did you need to talk about?”

“The Unicorn that requested your assistance seems to have turned up a few weeks ago. Oliver is in the process of investigating the situation, but I thought it may be best if you stayed out of sight. I know you have a lot going on here, but I also thought it was better to warn you.” He shuffled and pulled his shirt closed.

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, wear it however you want. I didn’t mean to upset you.” I considered what he was saying. “Wouldn’t it make more sense for me to come back though? I could cooperate with Oliver and help lure him out.”

Marthailain shook his head. “Nope, you’re a Princess now and per the order of two Kings you are not to be put in harm’s way.

“You’re benching me?” I scoffed. “I’m a mother-freaking Princess. I’ll do what I want.”

“Fine, do as you like. You must clear it with both King Naelym and your brother Aiden before you return, or else I will be forced to take you into custody and have you escorted back.” He seemed to smile at the idea.

“Thanks for the warning: don’t get caught.” He gave me a martyred look at that comment.

“I am thinking only of your safety, my Princess.” I wasn’t sure but the final edge had some sarcasm behind it.

I handed back my now empty glass and started to remount. Before I left I had to ask a question. “As a Princess, can I give you a command?”

He looked hesitant but nodded. “When you capture the Unicorn, I want him held until I can personally come question him. I am to be the first alerted after you. Understand?” His eyes narrowed on me but he agreed. I smiled as I rode back along the coast in the direction I had come.

Why are you so happy? asked the Voice.

Because I just got a lead.

Do be careful, the Voice insisted.

A Purrfect Picture

I returned Dani home after a weekend of plotting. It felt strange to be in my apartment after all these months away. I walked over to the window so I could look out across Seoul. So much had changed. Dani reached out and squeezed my shoulder. “I’m going to head upstairs to me and Oliver’s apartment.” I nodded and watched her leave.

I ran my fingers over the collections of books and the movies that sat unwatched, and cringed at the idea of opening the refrigerator. Then I was there. The small bedroom we had shared. I closed my eyes and I could hear the laughter. I stepped into the room and was flooded by memories. There on the beside table sat a photo taken just this past Christmas at the North Pole. Hue sat proudly with his arms draped over my shoulders. Flurry was cuddled close on my lap. We looked so happy. The world seemed almost perfect in that moment.

I picked up the picture, clutching it to my chest. I tried to sob but I had already cried a lifetime of tears. I sat on the bed and flopped back, resting my head on his pillow. His smell filled my senses and I closed my eyes, drinking it in. Picturing he was there with me. Oh Hue, I miss you so much. My heart clenched in my chest again and I finally felt the sob come forward.

The world around me felt warm and I felt wrapped in it. Why are you crying? asked Hue’s voice.

I felt myself smile at the memory. Because my Soul Mate is gone and so my heart isn’t complete. 

Hmmmm. Would your Soul Mate want you to be sad? the voice asked.

No, probably not. 

The voice was silent for a moment. If I were your Soul Mate, I would want you to go on for both of us.

But I’m so lonely and it hurts so much, I explained.

There was silence. I too am lonely and missing someone. The voice’s words seemed small and helpless.

Are you alone too? I asked. Where is your other half?

I don’t know. The voice said. I don’t remember.

I may just stay here for a while, I explained.

I would like that, the voice said.

The coldness left me completely and the darkness was a comfort, hiding me from the pain as I drifted there.

“Wake up!” I heard a squeaky voice say. I tried to move away from it. “Lady Alizeyah, you’ve slept enough. WAKE UP!!” it demanded loudly. I fought to keep my hold on the darkness. There was suddenly a burning pain in my arm.

My eyes flew open. I came face to face with a small, pink nose and a white, furry face. “Flurry?” I asked in shock.

“Yeah, it took you long enough to summon me,” he snapped. “Good thing you did, too. You were asleep for a VERY long time. Nearly two days. I thought for sure you would have frozen and died.”

I blinked at him. “What?”

“Your Dragon fire seems to be extinguished. While you’re awake the Elements feed you with life, but you don’t tap into them while you sleep.” He pressed his nose against me. “You feel so warm.”

“I was. I felt like I was wrapped in a warm blanket. Safe and content, a world away.”

“Ummmmm, ok,” squeaked Flurry.

“I thought you were destroyed,” I told him.

He shook his little snowball head. “No, I’m a familiar. The only way to get rid of me is to destroy you. As long as you still live, so do I.”

I gathered the little lint ball with legs in my arms and clutched him to my chest. “Oh Flurry, I think I’m going crazy.”

“Why do you say that?”

“I know it was a dream, but I swear I heard and talked to Hue.” The kitten was still in my arms, his purring stopped.

“Did he remember you?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t really remember the dream. I just remember he was there.” I sighed.

 

What ifs and What nots (Dani’s POV)

It had been weeks since I had last seen Kat and I was thrilled to be heading across the realms to visit her. I was taking her Portal Bead in the hope that maybe she would come home more often. The grief process is never easy, but I hoped she was a bit more herself then she had been lately. Oliver had planned all week to join me, but thanks to some weird disturbances he was working for the next three nights.

“Are you ready to go?” he asked.

“Of course! I have clothes, a couple books, a jar of peanut butter, and a pound of Kona coffee and filters.” I smiled at him, reaching back to collect my red rolling bag.

“Peanut butter, coffee and filters?” He quirked a brow at me.

“It’s been months since has had access to either of those two things. My plan is to get her caffeinated and sugared out then have a talk about coming home.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? What if she isn’t ready?” His concern was as much for me as it was for her.

“Then I will give her a hug and visit her every weekend until she is ready to come back. She’s my best friend and practically my big sister. You don’t give up on family.” His smile warmed me. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead, then announced he was off.

I looked around the apartment one last time and sighed. Gathering the bead into my hand I held tightly to my cart and pictured the castle where I had met Tallyn. The air around me began to shimmer, and then it felt like the floor was pulled out from under me. My stomach flip-flopped as there was a flash of light, but then the ground settled again and the light cleared. I was standing beneath a beautiful blue sky. “Hmmmm, strange. It’s daylight here.” I hadn’t landed quite as close as I had hoped. I could see the castle in the distance, but I was still looking at a three or four mile hike. “Lucky me,” I muttered and began to walk.

When I arrived I was tired, hungry, and my feet hurt. I looked up at the man in the lookout. “Hey, permission to enter?” I called up to him. The Elf’s attention snapped down to me, his eyes narrowing.

“State your business!” he snapped.

“I”m here to see the Princess Alizeyah. I’m her friend Dani.” He leaned over and whispered to the Elf beside him, who ran off in the direction of the castle.

He turned his attention back to me and held up his hand. “After an incident last fall involving Lady Lily we are cautious about who we let through the gates. I hope you can understand.”

With a sigh I looked up at him and gave a nod. While I was tired of waiting already, I felt better knowing Kat was at least in a secure location. I stood quietly looking up at the sky above. When I head the sound of rapidly approaching feet, my attention shot back to the guard. His friend had returned. They spoke softly for a moment before turning their attention back to me.

“You may enter, Lady Dani. We apologize for the wait. Cylan has brought a horse with him and will ride you and your bag up to the castle.” I smiled and offered a quick salute before I ducked through the gates. Sure enough on the other side of the heavy door stood the Elf I guessed was Cylan. He took my bag and helped to hoist me up onto the horse, where I sat nervously. He secured the bag behind me, then gracefully pulled himself up in a manner I could only dream of.

“My lady, have you ever ridden?” he asked.

“Only if you count a pony when I was five. She was led around a stable by the rancher.” He noticeably grimaced.

“Then, perhaps you should hold onto me tightly,” he directed. Following his recommendation I wrapped my arms around his waist and held on tightly as he pushed the horse to a gallop. The world rushed by and I felt as if each bounce jarred all the bones in my body. We passed through a second set of gates and stopped near the steps leading up to the great hall.

When we arrived he pried himself free of my arms and touched down just as gracefully as he had mounted. He helped me off, still shaking, taking extra care not to let me crumple when I hit the ground. Accepting my bag, I thanked him, tugged down my Tshirt, and climbed the stairs to the great hall.

A handful of women sat beside a large window working on embroidery. I scanned the group, looking for Kat, but she wasn’t there. To my surprise though, Alathea was. They all looked up at me expectantly. Finally, a pretty dark-haired woman stood up. She was pregnant but didn’t seem hampered yet by her growing belly. “Hello? You’re Lady Dani, right?” She approached me with her hand extended. Handshakes were not common in this land.

I reached forward and took her hand. “That’s correct. I’m here to see Princess Alizeyah.” No matter how many times I said it, it still felt awkward. She must have read it on my face because she chuckled.

“She’s as uncomfortable with the title as you are. I’m Lily, Tallyn’s my husband.” She looked me over. “You look tired. Kat requested you stay with her in the tower. I’ll have a maid help you with your bag and then you can rest some.” She smiled warmly and gave my hand a squeeze. “We can talk more after dinner, but I’m glad you’re here. I think it will do Kat some good.” I blinked at her calling Kat by her Human name.

By the time we climbed the stairs I was ready for a hot bath and bed. The maid pushed open the door after a knock. I wasn’t prepared for the opulence or the floating books. The chamber was breathtaking. Lotus-like plants illuminated the walls. The light colored wood gleamed like gold in the late afternoon sun. Books, tablets, and manuscripts were suspended in the air,and at the center of the room sat Kat on a sofa with three books in front of her and a dozen more on the table.

When the maid left, Kat finally looked up at me. Her eyes had large black circles under them, her skin was so pale she looked like she was a ghost, and I realized in that moment just how bad things had gotten. She smiled at me in a way that didn’t reach her eyes and I couldn’t help rushing to her and hugging her. “Awww, Kat, I’ve missed you so much.” I turned and motioned to the floating books. “And when did you learn this little trick? I would love to be able to do this.”

She shrugged. “Alathea has been working with me to help me harness and master my gifts. I just sort of tell the air what I want and need, then it does it.”

I blinked. “I thought you said the elements left you?”

“I really wanted them to, but they didn’t.” She motioned with her hand and the books in front of her returned themselves to shelves along with four of the others. Two that had been floating now navigated their way to her. She flipped through some pages before waving a hand, sending the book to rest right before my eyes. It was an Archmage’s book of spells. The visible spell was how to call on Romijeer.

“Kat, you can’t be serious,” I started to argue with her.

“My father is a Wraith stuck between the worlds of the living and the dead. Romijeer has him,” she explained.

“What?” I couldn’t help but blurt out. She held a finger up to her lips.

“The Elf that helped me to escape called me Princess and introduced himself as Leonide. He gave me a message for my mother.” She paused, looking at me as the words sank in. “He isn’t really dead. My father – and Aiden’s – just needs rescued.”

“The let’s go tell the others.” I hoped she wasn’t going to suggest something crazy.

“No, not all of them. If my father can be saved, and if I can figure out what the spell is to turn myself into a Wraith, I may be able to reach Hue on the other plain.” I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I thought about my conversation with Sheldon and the books I had been looking over. What if she was right? What if she wasn’t?

“What if we put together a team? A small group of us to go on this fool’s errand?” Was I agreeing with her? I opened my red bag and began digging through the books I had brought. I found a picture of a hallway of doors and was reminded of the description she had given of Romijeer’s tower. Holding it up so she could see, I began to explain. “What if you’re right? What if the doors lead different places depending on if you are alive, Wraith or dead?” She paused, looking at the book. “Remember the Greek legends about Tartarus?”

She nodded. “Exactly. There must be a way in and out of that plain. He’s still with me, Dani.”

I blinked and looked at her. “Huh? Your father?”

She smiled. “No, Hue. I can feel him when I sleep. At first I thought it was the abyss of darkness, but then I realized that sort of comfort and completeness could only come from him.”

She’s lost it! I thought to myself. “Kat, honey, he is dead,” I explained, wanting to help her touch back down to reality.

She shook her head. “I’m not crazy,” she cut in. “I know it sounds crazy and no, he isn’t talking to me, but Dani, I swear I can feel him. It’s why I’m not sleeping.”

“What?! You’re not sleeping at all?” She nodded. “Kat, you look like death warmed over, you need to sleep.” I took her arm and urged her towards the bed.

“I can’t. If I do, I don’t want to wake up. It hurts too much to feel him and then have to leave.” My heart clenched in my chest. If she was feeling him from their Soul Mate connection it may be the pull that led so many to commit suicide.

“Ok, but we need to find a way so you can get some sleep. It isn’t safe for you to face this sort of thing without being at your best. Let’s keep this quiet for now.” I told her.

Learning and Relearning

I let out a slow, measured breath. Tallyn and Maerryn rushed forward as a caravan rolled into the courtyard. An Elf of high degree had been found to come assist me in learning my role as a royal, as well as recover my connection with the Elements. King Naelym placed a hand at the small of my back and urged me forward. I walked only because I realized his next option was to drag me. I had felt her the very moment she crossed over into the realm.

Stepping from a carriage garbed in a long green gown that looked as if it fell off a LotR set, Alathea arrived. The sun made her hair appear more golden, her skin more like ivory, and did nothing to hide her disappointment in seeing me. We both forced smiles to our faces then politely clasped hands. She leaned in to kiss me on the cheek and just couldn’t help mentioning her displeasure at being here. “I warned you not to go looking for answers you didn’t want to find.”

“Answers YOU didn’t want me to find,” I corrected her. I leaned back with my grin still in place. “Aunt Alathea, it is an honor and a joy to see you again.”

She clasped my arm and walked with me as we were led back inside. “Well, at least you have mastered the diplomatic lie.”

I rolled my eyes but said nothing else as we entered the castle. I accompanied Alathea to her room and helped her unpack. It was after the maids had left and it was only the two of us that she finally spoke. Taking a seat on the small sofa she stared pointedly at me. “Did the Elements leave you, or are you blocking them from coming to you?”

“I felt them leave me. I commanded them, and while they did my bidding, they haven’t been back since.” I hated explaining the problem to her. “This isn’t necessary. I will gladly suffer the consequences of my actions.”

Sighing heavily, she patted the seat on the sofa beside her. Hesitantly, I complied. I watched as she poured two cups of tea and handed me one. “Do you know what I think?”

I resisted the urge to unleash my inner smartass, and simply shook my head and said, “No”.

“I think that you are punishing yourself for the loss of your mate. I think you feel that it was your fault he died and that it was your lack of control over your powers that caused it.” She took a sip of tea.

I let out an annoyed chuckle. “You think you know everything, don’t you?”

“More than you realize.” She sat the cup down and turned on the seat to face me.

“Alathea, I have no doubt that you are wise and competent in Elven magic. I just don’t think you can grasp what I’m going through.” I sat my own cup down and stood up with the intention of leaving. Her hand on my wrist stopped me. I did my best to pull free but it did no good. Finally out of frustration I sank back down on the seat.

“I do,” was all she said.

“You do what?” I snapped.

“I do know what you are going through.” I started to object but she held up her hand. “I lost the love of my life in an accident that I WAS at fault for. Or at least that’s what I believed for a century or so. I was so heartbroken I went to live as a Human because I was incapable of even thinking about Magic.”

“What happened?” I asked.

“Your father and I were out along the cliffs playing. No, we shouldn’t have been and yes, we knew it was dangerous. I had just come into my full powers and was anxious to see what I could do. I connected deeply with the stone of the cliff face and was pulling them free and casting them into the ocean below.” She paused, a bittersweet smile on her lips. “Michael and I were going to be bonded in a week’s time and I was under stress. He was coming to bring me flowers. In my carelessness I ripped away the stone that supported the pathway down the face of the cliff he was taking. He had no way of knowing. He fell to the rocks and the ocean below. I turned just in time to watch him fall.”

I looked at her slack-jawed. It took me several moments to process what she said and what had happened. “Is that why you’re such a cold insensitive bitch?” I caught myself a little to late to prevent it from coming out.

It worked as well as a slap. She turned red and it took her a few breaths before she had calmed herself enough to speak. “Yes, partially. Part of it is the person I am speaking with. She squanders her talent and time. That frustrates me as well.”

“Look, I’m sorry. That was rude of me. My knee jerk reaction is to push people away right now. What you experienced was heartbreaking I’m sure, but I’m telling you, the Elements have left me.” I pulled my arm free and this time headed for the door.

“If that’s the case you shouldn’t object to a little experiment.” I paused to turn and look at her. She bid me back into the room, already standing.  Sighing I turned away from the door and leaned back against it.

“That depends on the experiment.”

“I’m even willing to make it a wager.” She watched my face, waiting for me to agree.

I walked back into the center of the room. “Fine, what’s in it?”

“If I am incorrect and the elements have in fact left you, I will leave you alone to your misery.” She paused and raised a brow. “If I am correct, as I am pretty sure I am, you will let me help you and train you.”

I hesitated. “So if you win I have to LET you train me. You, who didn’t want anything to do with me?”

“Yes, because I have this theory that as a Tempest, you do actually command the elements.” It wasn’t the answer I was looking for.

I shrugged. “What do I need to do?”

“Have a seat where you are and hold this.” She reached out and handed me a bag. I did as she directed, watching as she made a circle of salt on the floor around me. She then called the four corners and sealed us both withing using a pinprick of blood. The circle was totally silent. Not even the sounds of our breathing could be heard. When she finally spoke I was startled. “Now, lay out the offering in the bag and ask the Elements to come and play.”

My eyes narrowed on her. “I don’t like this.”

“Liking it wasn’t part of the agreement,” she pointed out.

I opened the bag and reached in. I pulled out a perfectly hot order of fries, a cheeseburger, and a still frozen milkshake. I sat staring at the bag. “How does that work?” I said with confusion, knowing she had been here for hours.

“Magic,” she answered with a shrug, then pointed at the food.

I arranged it in front of me. Then I closed my eyes and lowered my head in concentration. “Elements, oh elements, come out and play,” I whispered. At first I thought I was right and nothing was going to happen, but then I felt a slight trickle of water down the back of my neck. Then a warm wind played with my hair. Sparks of fire danced across the floor as the stones there seemed to hum. Then with a sudden burst, it was like the world’s wildest storm was let loose. The wind picked up with storming force, rain began to fall as fog encircled me, and fire and sparks danced along the curve of the circle, causing it to sparkle and hiss. The ground beneath me shook and groaned, threatening to eat me up, and then in an explosion of elemental power the offering disappeared before my eyes.

“Now do you believe me?” she said over my shoulder.

“How do I know it was because of me?” I asked.

“Because the circle was devoid of everything before you called them. I didn’t summon, I warded against. The elements shouldn’t have been able to access you at all within the circle.” I turned to look at her questioningly. I pushed to my feet so I could better look her in the eye.

“That’s not possible,” I bit out.

“For me… it is,” she said.

“So what does that mean?” I said, looking up at the rain cloud hanging over my head.

“It means, their pull to you was strong enough to break wards and cross a circle.” She smiled smugly, rather proud of herself.

I looked up at the rain cloud above us again, and then to the sparks still dancing around the circle. “Elements, I thank you and bid you adieu.” Sure enough, everything stopped and I felt them as they rushed away.

Alathea kept her smug smile as she bent to open the circle. Once open, she stepped out and I headed towards the door. “Oh Alizeyah, I’ll see you in the morning after breakfast. We have a lot of training to do.”

At this moment, I hated her more than ever.

 

My Shell

We ended up spending a few more days at the sacred site, which was good because I really wasn’t ready to face the throng of people I knew would be waiting for us when we arrived at my uncle’s castle. I’ve learned over time that grief is one of those things, that even if you are struggling with it, people don’t want to know. They are fine with feeling bad momentarily for you, but nobody wants to feel bad or hurt. When you are still grieving and the world around you isn’t, you must learn to apply a shell around yourself, like make up. It hides your imperfection from the world so everyone else can move on with their lives even though you feel like yours is stuck in concrete.

My morning routine has been the same for the last four days. Get up, go to the hot springs to bathe with Fairwynn. Then come back to camp where people hang out, laugh and read. I pretend to laugh, I pretend to enjoy the moment, and often I do read just to avoid social interactions. Once a day I am able to sneak off by myself and explore the woods. The first day or two Ian followed along behind me, but yesterday he let me go on my own and today will be the same.

I put on my biggest smile to the group and stretch tall. I ask if I can snag a bottle of wine and some food. People happily laugh and hand it over. I carefully tuck it into my bag with the cloak. Then with a well-rehearsed laugh I announce to the group that I am going to go on an adventure for a few hours. Tallyn makes me promise to stay within the safety of the sanctuary and I always agree. Then without a backward glance, I turn and trot off into the woods.

This time was different though. I had no wish to leave the sanctuary, but headed directly to the Fairy Circle with the stone. Once there, I spread out a picnic blanket and sat with my food and a copy of “Le Morte D’Arthur”. I sipped and snacked as I read about a time when a man was only as good as his word. When knights still stood for chivalry. I leaned back against the boulder. It felt warm against my body. Everything felt warm these days. My eyes grew heavier and I knew if I could just get a little sleep I would be able face the others again with renewed vigor.

Darkness swirled around me behind my closed lids. The faint scent of sandalwood and vanilla tempted me and relaxed me. In the silent darkness all my despair floated away and I felt warm. For the first time in weeks I was warm. The darkness wrapped around me and embraced me, to the point where nothing else mattered. It was there in perfect darkness I heard the beat of a heart. “Thump thump… thump thump… thump thump.” I rested my hand against my chest, realizing the beat was my own, though it seemed to surround me. Oh how easy it would be to stay like this forever, I thought as I slipped further away.

“Lady Alizeyah!” I heard my name called, but it was so far away. “Kat, Kat come back to us.” The words were gentle but the shaking was not. The darkness faded away to the world around me. Ian and Tallyn were on either side of me. Looks of concern were on both their faces. “C’mon beautiful, come back.” I blinked up at Ian and felt myself give him a half-drunk grin.

“I fell asleep,” I explained.

Tallyn ran his hands over me, pulling back and swearing about how cold I was. Ian wrapped me in “my” cloak and lifted me against his chest. I snuggled in against him, still not ready to face the world. I enjoyed his warmth as he spoke to me in hushed tones. When we returned to camp he sank to the ground beside the fire with me still cradled in his arms. I mumbled unintelligibly at him as he rubbed his hands over me, hoping the friction would warm me up. “Shhhh. You scared us when you didn’t come back for hours. When we found you, you were cold as ice and barely breathing. Where did you think you were going?” he asked.

“Someplace warm where I didn’t have to feel anything.”

He stared down at me for a moment before looking at Tallyn and Maerryn. They decided then and there to return to the castle at first light. It was a two day ride from here, but getting me into the care of Grelyem was of the utmost importance.

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Two days of hard riding had brought us to the castle gates. It sat on the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean, its luminescent white wall shining brightly. The sky was a backdrop of watercolored pinks, golds, and oranges as the sun began to sink in the distance. The sight was so lovely it almost brought tears to my eyes. “It’s beautiful,” I whispered. Tallyn who was seated on his horse beside me, beamed.

“It is, and the most beautiful part of all is within. For there I will find Lily.” Without another word he spurred his horse on over the drawbridge, through the gate, and up towards the keep.

Others who were excited to be returning home outpassed us as I slowed down . Ian took the slower pace with me and accompanied me into the keep.

The main hall shone brightly with lights dancing from the windows above. On a raised throne sat an Elf with striking features. His green eyes were so intense they glittered like emeralds even from across the room. Tallyn and Maerryn approached the King, then dropped to their knees to pay respect. When they rose they were crushed in monstrous hugs by their father. I watched as as Tallyn gathered a dark hair woman into his arms. Her stomach was swollen with child and she smiled radiantly as he leaned down to capture her mouth in a kiss. I looked away.

Those who had arrived before us were welcomed home in turn. Ian stepped forward and dropped to his knee, and then was overrun by the pregnant woman, who hugged him tightly. Finally it was my turn. The entire hall seemed to hold its breath as I approached the throne. I dropped to one knee and crossed an arm across my chest before standing. “It is an honor to meet you, your majesty. I am Princess Alizeyah of Everbloom, Lady of the Dragons of Drakemoore, Magistrate for the High Council of the OAC, and your niece, the daughter of King Leonide and Lady Jura.”

King Naelym stepped down from his throne and came to me, wrapping his arms around me in a loving embrace. “You have the look of your father. Welcome to your ancestral home, child. You are welcome and safe here.”

Taking a deep breath, I produced a smile and thanked him the best I could. “I look forward negotiating a final true peace between our Kingdoms, Uncle. Thank you for your hospitality, but it has been a long few months for me. If you wouldn’t mind, I would like to retire to my chambers, clean up, and get some rest.”

He took my hand in his and patted it lovingly. “Yes child, please do that. I will see to having some maids sent to you along with some dinner. I know my sons have some concerns for your health. I will send the royal physician to tend to you as well. I will see you in the morning when you are ready to break your fast.”

I excused myself with a curtsy and followed the young maid who led me to my chambers. “I hope you will be comfortable here, Princess. I was told this was the Prince Leonide’s chambers before he left the palace. Normally this is where the King stashes Queen Mabb when she comes to visit her granddaughter – it is quiet over here and she likes the peace.

The room was filled with finely-carved golden wood. There was a large four post bed, a pale blue sofa with a table and chairs, an entire wall of bookshelves, and a large desk facing a wall of windows. Above the entrance was a portrait of an Elf with large green eyes, golden brown hair, and a slight quirk to his smile. It was almost a painting of Aiden, and for the first time I could see my resemblance to my father. Somehow, it gave me peace. The maid, who had introduced herself as Jess, looked from the portrait to me and back again. “Princess, I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but you look a great deal like your father.” I gave her the first genuine smile I had in weeks. She smiled back. “This chamber is a bit unusual compared to the others. You must pass through the closet to get to the bathroom. If you follow me, I will show you.”

I nodded to her and motioned for her to lead the way. The “closet” was the size of my first apartment in Asia. At the back of it was another door of golden wood. I pushed it open to see a beautiful oasis of white and grey marble that seemed to almost glow. A sunken tub that could just about double as a swimming pool sat at the center. The room was a half-circle, at the top of a tower that overlooked the ocean. The outer wall was made entirely of glass. “This is breathtaking, Jess.” She smiled.

She started to leave, then stopped, turning to look back. “There are curtains at either side of the wall if you wish to close the view. Your maids should be up shortly to introduce themselves, as should Grelyem. If there is anything we can do to make you more comfortable, please let us know.”

 

My New Normal (Dani’s POV)

I sort of figured when I arrived home after disappearing for two months that my job would have too… and it was. Oliver made arrangements and moved “us” into a larger place in the same building where Kat lived. While I wasn’t thrilled he made the decision for both of us, I couldn’t complain about the location. My best friend was only two floors away, if she ever returned home. Sheldon loved his new view of the city, and I rather liked coming home to a hot meal most nights.

Marthailain was kind enough to find me the most awesome job ever. No, seriously, I mean EVER. I am now a research Librarian for the OAC. How cool is that? I get paid to read books!

Every few days I go down and check on Kat’s place for her. I keep hoping that I’ll open the door and she’ll be home. The walls are covered in photos of happier times. Once in a while I consider taking down the photos of Hue, thinking it will make it easier when she returns home, but when I do I can’t help but think by taking them down he’s really gone. Like it diminishes the worth of his life somehow.

Sighing heavily, I pay the bills that are close to nothing before returning to my apartment. I’m greeted by the smell of garlic chicken as I walk through the door and the toothy grin of the world’s most charming Vampire.

“Dinner will be done shortly. How was your day?” Without words I walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist. He moves the pan to a cool burner and wraps me in his arms. “Hey, you know she’s coming home at some point. The OAC is covering her rent and things while she’s gone. It’s going to get better, I promise.” I looked up into his dazzling eyes and couldn’t help but believe he was right.

“How long does she have to be gone?” I asked. “It feels like we lost two friends that day.”

“I know, my darling. From what I have heard she is going back with Tallyn to receive some training and do some diplomatic work. We can easily reach Vesaria from here. Why don’t we do see her this weekend? Ian hasn’t left her side and we are in constant communication.”

“How’s she doing?” I asked.

He hesitated. “Not well, but she is surviving the loss of her Soul Mate. That’s something most can’t do.”

“I just wish I could help,” I explained.

He stroked my hair with one hand. “I know you do, and you are. She knows you are here for her and I have no doubt it’s your sisterly love that gives her some of the strength to keep holding on. For now, you are doing everything you can.”

We ate dinner in quiet and I kissed Oliver goodnight as he headed out the door to work for the evening. I picked up the book on Faelore I had brought home from work and curled up on the couch. Sheldon sat behind me grooming himself. “You don’t know a way to resurrect the dead, do you?”

He paused and lowered his leg. “I am a Fae and so no, I don’t know how to resurrect the dead. As far as I know there has only ever been one human or Fae to be perfectly resurrected, and that was a long time ago.”

I rolled my eyes. “I mean, there are Greek myths about venturing down in to Tartarus and making it out alive.”

Sheldon laughed. “Fae couldn’t survive in that much darkness and Darklings would become disoriented and choose not to leave. They are myths for a reason. Besides, Tartarus hasn’t been used in thousands of years.”

“Tartarus is real?” I asked.

“Of course! You didn’t think the gods on Mount Olympus were real gods did you? They were Fae… well, are. Most of them are still around.”

I put down my book to stare at him in shock. “So then where do dead Otherlings go?”

He gave a cat shrug and extended his leg. “Depends on what they are and what they believed. Many go to the Forgotten realm.”

“There’s a Forgotten Realm?” I thought my brain was going to explode. “If it’s forgotten how do you know about it?”

“I am very old. Humans here call it Avalon, but most places call it the Forgotten Place. When you go there and your spirit is set free, you forget about the life you had before. You forget about the sadness, the pain and the worries of the world.”

“Couldn’t we just go retrieve Hue from there?” I asked.

“No,” he said simply, giving his leg one last look before settling down and closing his eyes.

“No? That’s it? There’s a chance we could regain our friend and all you can say is no?”

Sheldon looked at me through slitted eyes. “If you can find it, you must have a key to open the gate. Once inside you must make the long passage all the way to the Crystal Lake, where only silence exists. Then you must convince one of the guardians there to take you to the bottom of the lake where the realm becomes world once more. Once there, you will not be able to remember why you are there, how you came to be there, or even who you are. All you know is joy and peace. Then, let’s say by some miracle you make it back out of the lake, you must wear all the pain of life on your trip back to the gate. It is all the suffering of existence. All who bear it lay down and die to escape it and find peace.”

I sighed. “There’s got to be a way.”

“There isn’t!” he snapped before closing his eyes again and falling asleep.

I stood, going to the window and looking up at the night sky. “I’m sorry, Kat.”

Welcome to Vesaria

After much coaxing and the promise of chocolate, I agreed to travel back with Tallyn so that I might receive some “Princess” training. What ultimately convinced me was Ian pointing out my lack of memories with Hue there. I didn’t want to forget, but I didn’t want to be reminded of the last few weeks either. The morning of departure came and I carried the royal decree to re-open the realm to others, as well as a treaty of brotherhood with King Naelym the negotiation of which I would be responsible for.

I looked up at Aiden as we stood on the steps of the great hall. He clasped my hand in his own. “Once the Fairy Circle is fully reopened I will have the rest of your research materials sent to you. For now, the maids that have awakened have prepared enough clothing and gowns to keep you until you arrive at our uncles’. I have made sure that your packs have more than enough food and drink for yourself and Phantom, you have the necessary camping supplies, and I have a few last gifts for you.” He led me down the last few stairs to where Tallyn already sat mounted atop a horse.

“You’ve done so much already…” I started to argue, when he stopped me by holding up a hand.

He lifted a large rucksack to hand me and began pulling a few items out. The first was a pendant with the royal seal on it. “This was our father’s. He gave it to me when I rode into my first battle. I think you have also earned the right to bear it. Wear it so all will know you are of this Kingdom.” Next he pulled free a beautiful grey cloak with his personal arms on it. “This is my cloak to keep you warm, as spring days and nights can still be cold.” Tucking the cloak back into the bag, he pulled out one last box. Inside was a crown made of Faery Fire stones. They seemed to float rather then be suspended on silver, sparkling dozens of in the sunlight. Underneath, in the center of the box was a diplomatic sash of blue, white and silver – our family colors. “This was my mother’s and rightfully belongs to the new Princess of the realm. Wear it proudly, little sister.” With that he repacked it and helped me to loop the bag over a shoulder. Then with Ian’s help I mounted Phantom.

I did my best to find a smile within me. “Be well brother, for when I return our lands will be reunited and I will be a Princess you can be proud of.”

Shaking his head, he reached out and squeezed my leg. “You already are!” He gave Phantom a pat on the rump and Ian mounted his own horse.

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Tallyn, Ian, two guards named Rorich and Archtep, and I spent the better part of daylight hours traveling. Dusk was just starting to fall when we reached the actual Fairy Circle that connected our lands with King Naelym’s. When we arrived, we stopped short. “Just beyond these trees is a sacred place – a circle where no harm can be done. At the center is a large stone that connects our worlds. To break the seal we will need both my blood and yours. Do you understand?” Tallyn’s words felt distant but I nodded.

We entered the circle with the others. I slid from Phantom’s back, tugging on his reigns as I approached the sacred stone at the center. I watched as Tallyn made a small cut on his palm. I nodded in understanding, handing my reigns to Ian and accepting the knife. I took one last look at the Kingdom around me before slicing into my hand a little too deeply. “I’m ready,” I told Tallyn, who lowered his hand to the stone. I followed his lead and placed my hand beside his and nothing happened. “How long does it normally take?” I asked.

He pursed his lips together and sighed. “I think your father was the one to seal the circle from this side, so you need to unbind it. You’re half Fae – just look within yourself and the key will come to you.”

Nodding again, I looked back at the stone and closed my eyes. “Sacred Circle of the past, heed the words of my blood. I am a Princess of this land, born of King Leonide and Lady Jura. I ask that which is sealed be undone so that brothers might again know one another and daughters might embrace mothers once more. What once was blood feud is now peace.” My hand began to tingle, and when I opened my eyes the circle around us all began to shimmer until the air was filled with light. It felt like I was falling through the air with only a hope of a soft landing. My stomach did somersaults and I was unable to breathe.

When the light faded I found myself looking up into a night sky with multiple moons. Tallyn took a deep breath beside me. “Home,” he said on a breath. I looked down at the stone I now rested against. Scrolled across it in Elvish were the words, “Where hands of lovers meet, so shall their hearts.” I traced the words with my finger, ignoring the tears that were painful to keep holding back. Tallyn rested his hand on mine for a moment. “It was here that Lily fell into my life. Our worlds were sealed from each other, but the power of our love brought us together.” He frowned at himself, realizing he was only adding to my pain.

Unable to control the tears any longer, they tumbled down my cheeks without a sound. I allowed him to help me back onto Phantom and followed along closely as he led me out of the circle and to an area where we could set up camp. Tallyn explained that the entire area was a massive Sacred Circle used as a resort-type area by the people of his realm occasionally. No life could be taken on the soil, so hunting was off limits. As we approached the campsite we were startled to find there was already a group there.

Tallyn asked us to wait as he approached the site. When I saw him embrace a tall blonde Elf with similiar features, less the hair, I figured we were in good company. We joined the party of Elves and Dwarves. They quickly jumped up to help us make camp. I dismounted and went to take care of Phantom. I heard soft footsteps approach. I turned to find Tallyn with the Elf from earlier and a Dwarven woman only a little shorter than I. She had a long copper braid and a friendly smile. “May I present Prince Maerryn and his beautiful wife Lady Fairwynn, my brother and sister-by-marriage.” I gave a half-hearted courtesy. Tallyn then turned to me. “This is Princess Alizeyah of Everbloom, Lady of Dragons, daughter of King Leonide and Lady Jura, and our cousin.”

Maerryn stepped forward, taking my hand and kissing it gently. “Welcome to Vesaria, Princess Alizeyah.” He paused as he held my hand, looking down at it and then back up at me. “Are you unwell, my lady? Your hands are colder than ice and it’s a fairly warm night. Come warm yourself by the fire. Our men will attend to things.” I went with Fairwynn and sank to the ground beside the fire. Ian approached, wrapping Aiden’s cloak around me.

Roles

Aiden had shown extreme leniency with me considering I had overstepped him and Tallyn both to deal out justice – or was it vengeance? Honestly, even now I don’t care which it was. They both keep telling me to take one day at a time and let myself heal. With each passing day I feel a little more numb. With each passing hour, a little colder and a little more uncaring. The icy storm that raged within me continues to grow.

After another week or two I saw Dani and Oliver on their way. I can’t be sure about the timeline – the days are little more than a blur. Sleeping only bring nightmares, so I have decided against it. Instead I now spend my nights pouring over books looking for ways to reverse a Wraith spell and free my father. I may not be able to stop my own suffering, but perhaps I could end it for Lady Jura and Aiden.

Imagine my surprise when Aiden and Tallyn came to me as I was studying in the wee hours of the morning. “Alizeyah, we need to talk,” Aiden said with authority. I glanced up from my pages merely to acknowledge them. “I think it would be good for you to either stay here and take on the role of Princess, or travel back with Tallyn to Vesaria where you may study the ways of a Princess with his wife.”

I sighed and looked back down at my book to continue reading about the progression of Otherworlder afterlife and the balance between. Without looking up I simply said, “I don’t want to be a Princess. I don’t want to be anything. I think I may just go back to being Human.”

Tallyn sank down onto the stool across from me. Reaching out, he closed the book. Fury shot through me, driving me to my feet. He looked up at me. “That isn’t an option. You can’t unawaken.”

I glared at him. “Yes, but there are ways to make me forget. You two are just too selfish to let me enjoy the bliss of life without pain.”

Aiden covered his face with his hands, taking a deep breath. “Too many people are counting on you to allow you to do something foolish. Do you even begin to understand how powerful you are?”

“How powerful I was,” I corrected. “The Elements have left me. I still have my Dragon’s Fire, but all that makes me is a poor excuse of a half-Dragon.”

Aiden gripped me by the shoulders and gave me a shake. “Do I need to lock you away so you will not harm yourself? I lost my entire family only to discover you, and I won’t lose you to this emptiness that has claimed you.”

Tallyn reached over and took my hand. “We aren’t saying you need to stop grieving. We are saying that we want to help you carry on. Hue would want you to go on.”

I pulled my hand free, his words and touch almost searing me. “Tallyn, if you lost Lily tomorrow, what would you do? You almost lost her before.” I watched as his eyes traveled to another place and all color drained from him.

When next he met my eyes there was a new sympathy and understanding. “I would lay down in the boat with her, plunge a dagger into my heart and join her in death.” Tears tried to surface in his eyes. He shook his head to clear them. “I understand this is hard, but you aren’t fully bound. You can go on without him.”

“I don’t want to,” was all I could really say. Pulling totally free of Aiden, I picked up a few books and gathered them to my chest. “I don’t know what my new roles will be in this world without him, but I promise not to take my own life. For now, isn’t that enough?”

The two exchanged looks before giving me a nod. I turned and made my way to the hall and the stairs. Climbing the many steps to a room I had claimed one of the towers, I wasn’t surprised to find Ian in wolf form in front of my door. He looked up at me with knowing eyes, and just as my knees went weak, he shifted and collected me in his arms. “I swore my life to you and I will keep you safe. I will not leave you.” I clung tightly to him, sobbing and gasping for air. Brushing the hair from my face, he lent me his strength and helped me to my bed. “You should sleep, and I promise to keep watch over you.”

I wanted to scream no, but I allowed him to tuck me in. He shifted back into wolf form and sank to floor beside me to keep watch through the long night.

Young and in Pain

Vallen had sent word to Geren of what had happened. Geren immediately made plans to meet Justin, Vallen, and Young in Aiden’s kingdom. After two days of traveling, the three waited patiently for him at the gateway. When Geren arrived, all were in a somber mood. “Are you sure this is the right thing to do?” asked Geren.

Vallen nodded. “I’m sure of it. If we take his body back to the nest without Lady Alizeyah, then the others will question her devotion to the nest and her Soul Mate. Without Hue, they will look to her for leadership.”

Young looked at the others. “She needs our strength now.” Stepping forward he pulled his sword free and turned to face the gate. With a swift movement he plunged it into the ground and the gate opened. The three Dragons entered with their fallen brother while Justin stood watching.

With one last look Justin stepped back and reached for Hue’s body, resting his hand atop it. “Rest well, my friend. Know that all of us will always watch over her.” A lone tear ran down the Dwarf’s face, and Young knew it was just one of many that would be shed for their friend. Justin turned from the gate and in a swirl of snow faded from sight.

The three Dragons led the way deeper into the forgotten realm. They journeyed for days in what felt like minutes. They passed cliffs which held high a mighty castle flying the banners of the original Dragon, through the woods of whispers and cries, until they ended at the silent place – a place so hallowed that not even the sound of thunder could breach the silence. Vallen turned and looked at Young, his eyes sorrowful. “When this is done brother, return to your knight and study hard. Promise me?”

Young found all he could do was nod in agreement.

Geren and Vallen collected Hudraer’s body and waded out into the crystal-clear water. “Great Lady of the Lake,” Vallen called. “Our brother has fallen in battle for the most noble of causes. He sacrificed himself for his lady love so that she may live.  He is Dragon, pure of blood and heart. We ask you to take him to the next realm, where he will know no more pain or suffering.” Geren sobbed openly as Vallen barely choked out the words. Drawing their daggers, both opened their hands to offer their blood as payment for his safe passage.

The water around them began to bubble and from the bubbles rose a woman without age. Her eyes were kind and clear, her face gentle, and her arms open. “I will take this child so that he knows no other suffering.” She smiled sadly down at them. “I only wish I could take your pain so easily.” Reaching into the water she lifted Hudraer’s body to her bosom. “Rest well my child,” she said, before she and Hudraer sank below the surface, disappearing from existence.

The three Dragons made their way back to the gate, once again in silence. This time the path stretched further and their burden increased with each step. They knew they had to bear the weight of the pain in order to say goodbye when they left. As the gate approached, the pain seemed unbearable, and they had to fight the urge to sit down and die with their friend. When at last they made it, Young withdrew his sword and the gateway closed.

Vallen embraced his brother and the three parted ways. Vallen and Geren needed to return home to tell the story of their fallen hero and prepare the nest for Alizeyah. Young, on the other hand, went in a different direction entirely, headed back to a realm where training awaited him. He glanced over his shoulder every few steps to check if his brother was still there. When he arrived at the portal Young took a deep breath and prepared to cross over – but he couldn’t.

He thought of his brother, who physically ached with pain over his lost comrade. He thought of his nest, which had such faith in Hudraer to change the future. Most of all he thought of Lady Alizeyah, who had just lost her Soul Mate, and each day stepped closer to death because of it. Young turned on his heel and began to walk back towards the gateway. He found his steps quickened with every meter until he was at a full-out run. His heart pounded in his ears as the sound of blood pumped through his veins. If he had learned nothing else from Hudraer, it was to live bravely.

Thrusting his sword into the ground with all his strength, he ran towards the crystal lake, peeling off his clothing as he went. As he looked down at the water he jumped, shifting his form into that of a blue Dragon. He burst through the stillness of the water’s surface and dove deep to where it was turbulent. “Grandmother,” he called over and over again as he swam deeper and deeper into darkness. When he thought he couldn’t swim any deeper she appeared to him.

“My child, what ails you? Do you grieve so deeply for the loss of your friend you wish to follow him to your own end?” The worry in her voice gripped his heart.

“Do not take him. He is needed here,” Young begged her.

Wrapping her arms around the Dragon, she held him closely, soothing him. “My child, I do not control life or death, I merely walk between them. What you ask isn’t possible.”

Young sobbed. “Grandmother, remind him every day that we miss him and that she needs him. He wouldn’t abandon her. He’s the hero.”

She wiped away his tears and looked down at him. “You know there is no memory of the life and pain he leaves behind.”

“Promise me, on our blood bond, you will remind him everyday. They aren’t loves, they are Soul Mates. He can never forget her. If we lose her…” his words trailed off. “Promise me, please?” Young squeezed his eyes shut and balled his claws into fists. “I know who she really is,” he spat out on one final breath.

The Lady of the Lake stilled, considering him. “I cannot promise he will remember, but I will grant you this boon my child.” She hugged him close and his world faded to darkness.

When Young awoke he was in the castle under the care of his friends and his knight. He had no memory of how he had gotten there, but the Lady of the Lake had always been a little mysterious.