Just wanting to congratulate Ari for her new position as Liaison with the AVL and show my new sword to her & Godric, I should have known nothing would be that simple.
Why can’t Godric tell me what he’s been hiding? Instead I feel his lies and my emotions keep running high. For some unknown reason my magic is running out of control. Finding myself drawing swords with him. Ari in her anger throws us to opposite sides of the room, but that only fuels our anger. Striking Godric across the chest, we break out in full on sword fight. Exchanging parries and blows, our swords clash and spark as we fight our way round the living room at a furious pace, neither getting the advantage. Breaking through the glass patio doors, we take the fight near the lake where Ari was trying to calm herself. Finally Godric goes for the death blow only stopping an inch from my neck. Walking away he admits his love for my brother and sister. Love?! Yielding, I ask what he meant. He admitted that he was their lover and he helped them to leave our Queendom to go to the Forest Fae for sanctuary. My brother later deciding to go to the mortal realm to live a life as a painter and my sister marrying into the Royal House and having a child; this is just too much.
Ari is overloaded by our bonds and vspeed to her room. Wanting to apologise, we talk and I use my remaining magic to put their house to rights. Collapsing, Ari returns me to Faery where I can regain my strength.
Later, going out to my favourite meadow, I relax by going through my sword exercises. Flowing gracefully into each position the sword feeling like an extension of my body, I start to reminisce of my brother playing with our wooden swords.
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