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This life again The Magician
I'm not bundled up like I first was when we leave New Puerto. I wear my favorite soft fleece gown that's a soft blue color with Ovylian's crest on the side of my chest. A deep purple shawl with a hood is placed over my shoulders, and the maids have made my hair into its usual braid, blue pins in my hair. Quill wears his classic black button up with a white tunic underneath, wearing blue pants, and black polished shoes. "You have a very subdued style." I comment on his attire. "I'd rather you be the one to outshine me." he replies, cupping my face as he places a kiss on my cheek. Of course, that tiny gesture sends my face in flames. At that moment, the maids walk in, letting us know the carriage is here to take us on our journey. Since the knights and squires arrived not too long ago, Quill thought it would be best to take Lip too. Just in case, of course. I don't want to take my kelpie's bridle with me as Ovylian is magicked to keep kelpies out of
This life again Place unknown
I must have fallen asleep longer than I thought, because as Quill is gently shaking me awake, I feel even more tired than before. The carriage has stopped in front of my home, and Lip has already left, leaving the door opened for Quill and me. Quill gets out first, frowning a bit, but helps me out, nonetheless. "Strange, there's no greeter." he says, setting me down on the grass. I look to see that he's right; not only was there no greeter, but no anyone for that matter. The gardens were empty, the guards that usually were posted in the front missing. "How peculiar." I say, leaving my shawl in the carriage. Lip frowns as he pulls out aragonite, the crystal pulsing quickly. "There are people around, and they're inside." "Perhaps father has business to attend to, or more than likely, he's not expecting us." I say, trying to sound surer than I feel. Quill walks ahead of me, and I notice that Lip follows close behind me, both of them looking
This life again Alone
I sit on the ground, still in shock, as Quill and Lip quietly discuss something to each other. I don't bother to listen in, my hands in my lap, the useless bracelet on my wrist a reminder that I'm just as worthless. My eyes ache from having wept so many tears. I'm pretty sure my maids would be chiding me if they saw what state I'm in. My father would try to cheer me up, and my brother would make me laugh until the tears of sorrow turned tears of laughter. I wonder where they are, I think to myself. I wonder if they're okay. Another tear drop lands on the top of my hand, a sudden glint catching my attention. Turning around, I realize that Lip and Quill have disappeared; Death stands there, his hands in his pockets, eyes curious. "How are you here?" I ask him, and he gives me a small smile, before sitting next to me. "You exhausted yourself from crying." was his answer, and then silence came over the both of us. "Why are you here then?" I ask, clasping my hands together on m
This life again New arrivals
I'm walking out of my father's office, followed by Quill, as we head over to the training area. He's lost in thought, and so am I, as my brain continues to search for Isadora's whereabouts. I've sent word to one of my father's allies, a elderly wizard, and his apprentice that are very strong in magick. I have high hopes they'll make the trip to Ovylian, and be able to assist more with tracking down my father and brother. Since disappearing with my family, Mason hasn't made an appearance. Or the Fae, and I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing at this point. What is he doing to them?, I wonder, knots in my stomach. "You're going to split your nail if you continue to bite it like that." Quill says, pulling me out of my head. "Sorry." I respond on a reflex, chiding myself. "It's alright." he says, hugging me to his body. I feel stiff against him, but as he continues to hug me, my body relaxes, and my eyes are wanting to burn with tears again. Stop crying, I th
This life again The pursuit
They both take really fast steps away from me, and I'm half walking half jogging to keep up. "What's the problem though? I only asked if Lip could teach me to further wield my magick capabilities." I said, Quill stopping as he turned to look at me, and then glare at Lip. A sudden thought hit me then, and I stared at Quill, crossing my arms over my chest. "Lip knew about me possibly having magick, and you kept him from telling me, huh?" I told Quill, feeling my anger rise up again. Quill didn't meet my gaze, though I could see it written plainly on his face. He had known, and he had ordered Lip to keep quiet about it. The fact that Lip had gone against his alpha's orders, and still told me meant that he had wanted me to know, and Quill had wanted me to stay oblivious. "What is wrong with you?" I whispered to Quill. "I could be I could have done something! And you just wanted me to stay what? Worthless? Weak?" I asked, feeling my voice raise up. "Look, no. I wanted you t
This life again In Thelmes
As Queen Calandra, and Sir Lucios guided me out of her castle, I felt my heart beat a bit faster. She was talking about her kingdom, maybe giving me facts, but my thoughts went back to what she had proclaimed earlier. I want you to lure out that mutt so we can have him for dead. Mason. You've gotten into so much trouble. We stepped from the underground castle, the petals on the floor turning into strange lime green colored grass. The colors in Thelmes were always so different from Ovylian, or anywhere really. Everything looked so bright, like it had been covered in pastels. Even the lakes were a crystal blue, and could easily been mistaken for a small part of the ocean. I stared at the trees, the leaves turning a crimson red as they dropped to the ground before changing into a charcoal black. "I've taken you've never been to Thelmes." Queen Calandra commented, grabbing a long twig, and then lighting the end of it with the help of Lucios. She took a deep drag of it, h
This life again Isadora's treachery
Sir Nightingale didn't look the slightest bit offended at what Queen Calandra had referred to his lover as. He blinked, and then motioned for us to follow him. "I will say, your Majesty, she's with child. I don't think it would be proper if you were to...well you know..." he said, making it sound strange for some reason. Queen Calandra rolled her eyes, flipping a strand of hair over her shoulder. "Don't be rude. Your lover isn't my taste at all." The silence was heavier as we made it to Sir Nightingale's tent, where he opened the flaps to reveal Isadora sleeping on his cot. Her tawny black tresses were in tangles with pins, and pearls, her hands resting under her cheek like a child's would. She wore a pale gray nightgown, loose on her shoulders, but tight around her belly. Her belly that made her look that she was six months pregnant instead of two or three. "Her stomach is huge." I whispered, not wanting to disturb her. "Yes, otherwordly partners babies' tend
This life again Scarred
"She has so many scars." a hushed whisper says, as I feel someone touch my tender skin gently. It stings, and I want to wake up, or even slap the hand away from touching me, but I'm too tired to even want to move anything. Eventually, the inky darkness shifts over, and a familiar fog settles over the ground. I'm feeling a little hazy, as I stare at my palms, strange colors emitting from them. "What's going on?" I ask out loud, my voice echoing out throughout the darkness. "Are you alright?" A voice asks not too far away from me. I squint my eyes, seeing the inky darkness shift into a person, and I see a person in a black hoodie with what looks like a scythe, standing not too far away, a concerned expression on his face. "You're beautiful." I say, trying not to trip as I near him. It ends up happening anyway; he catches me by my arms, and steadies me, an alarmed expression on his face. "What's wrong? What happened to you?" he asks, smoothing my hair from my face. His
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