It was Alysin, the Elfre. They were seated around a campfire as they had been the night she gave him her gift. “What are you doing Samnom?” she asked in her lilting voice. “I am working.” Alysin looked deep into his eyes from where she sat across the campfire. Her face appeared concerned and disappointed. “I think you delude yourself, Samnom.” “How so?” Samnom asked confused. “You are distracted. The Lady Gillyn is not for you. You do not belong with her or here.” Alysin waved her arm indicating Gillyn’s property. “How would you know?” Samnom asked defensively. “Elfre are magical. We see things. We help direct events of the universe to maintain balance, peace and order. It is why we give gifts and you have been given a great gift. A gift not intended for working in the fields and loving this woman.” “How do you know what it is I need to do with my gift?” “The universe tells us. But we cannot share the knowledge with the receiver. We can only guide the receiver as I seek to do
“And to end the corruption is to end us. How will the Black Cloaks survive? What will become of us? If word reaches our network that we are meeting Benedict, the Black Cloaks are as good as finished. Our network will splinter, shatter into a thousand pieces and any threat we perceive to exist or to be coming in the future, will be unstoppable. Our own people will become our worst threat!” Dargo held up his hand to prevent the discussion from escalating. “I agree with both of you. I personally do not intend to disband the Black Cloaks. We will always have value in the underground. If we do not exist, another group will rise to command the underground. It is not only about corruption. But there is a way to do this secretly. A way so that no-one needs to know.” Boroth and Mular looked at Dargo with questions in their eyes. “We saved Princess Alexa when Benedict overthrew the city. She is still at large and with the Black Cloaks. She is in contact with her mother. She could possibly help
Samnom had finally visited with Gillyn in her humble home. He had met her son who was now three years old. Arnson was a happy boy with long black curly hair that blossomed around his face. He had a full, happy smile every time he laughed and his laughter was like music to Samnom’s ears.Arnson was shy at first when he met Samnom but then warmed to Samnom and they were soon best of friends.On the times that Lored was away which were becoming more frequent; Samnom would take time to play with Arnson. Gillyn had introduced Samnom to Arnson by another name, Hockit. Samnom had asked Gillyn why she had done so and she had simply replied, “It’s best he doesn’t know your name.”One evening after Arnson was sleeping and Samnom was sharing one of Gillyn’s delicious suppers with her, Samnom could no longer contain his curiosity.“Why did you not tell Arnson my real name?”Gillyn paused. “Is it not obvious
If anyone noticed they did not show it. Harbem was so entranced by Alexa’s gaze that it took a few moments before he realized she had stopped talking. His gaze drifted to her soft, beautiful lips which he longed to kiss and he watched as they slowly became a smile and then a giggle showing Alexa’s beautiful white teeth. Harbem tried to recover his composure quickly. Not so much for Alexa but for fear of anyone who might be watching. “I’m sorry what did you say?” Alexa giggled again. “The mangoes sir. One silver apiece?” “Right.” He fished in his garments for silver coins and handed them to Alexa. He took her hand in one of his and gently squeezed it. Then he placed the coins in the palm of her hand while he savoured the touch of her skin, the feel of her hands against his while he looked into her eyes. He watched as her cheeks flushed. The happiness that danced in her eyes ceased for a moment as it was replaced by a recognition. A knowing and a questioning as she realized Harbem wa
The behavior was obvious to a man in Harbem’s line of work. Instantly he became alert but feigned concern instead for Alexa. “Is something wrong?” he asked as he moved his hands closer to the belt of his robe where he could easily draw his dagger if necessary. “No sir,” Alexa replied from under her hat. Slowly she looked up again to her left behind him. Satisfied that the danger was passed she lifted her head again to look Harbem in the eyes. “I am sorry sir. I thought for a moment I had dropped something.” “’Tis no matter. I will take these.” he said holding the mangoes out to Alexa while searching her face for a clue as to what just happened. “That’s three silvers then sir.” Harbem reached into his pocket and extracted the money along with a note tightly rolled and barely visible to anyone watching. Alexa felt the note drop into her hand with the coins. Her face gave no sign of the joy she felt at receiving his note. Perhaps it was the tension she felt from the person she had ju
Alexa studied Harbem’s face. His eyes. He had that same look in them that she had seen the other day. “Do you mean to say that you have been attracted to me for a long time already?”Harbem shook his head. “Do not flatter yourself my dear,” he said smiling. Then he held up his hand placatingly. “Had I known you sooner I would most likely have been attracted to you anyway. But no. What I mean is, for a person such as me to mix with royalty would be tempting fate. And possibly not a good one.”“I see,” Alexa said hesitating. “So if I can get in with you, how will that help?”“You will be able to see your mother and spend time with her. You will be able to talk to her all you like and understand what her situation is now.”“Do you really think so?” Alexa was doubtful.“I am sure,” Harbem replied looking into Alexa’s eyes.“I…
Gelyn nodded. “Yes. That’s what he told me. If he’s lying it’s not my fault.” Lored advanced on Gelyn quickly and she cringed in fear. She had never seen him so angry. “Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t…,” she cried. “And what gift did the Elfre give him?” “I don’t know. The legend says they never tell.” “So how does that help me?” Lored said drawing his hand back to strike her again. Gelyn held up her hands. “There is one thing.” Lored paused, waiting. “He said….. the Elfre told him never to cut his hair.” “Why?” Lored asked. “He doesn’t know.” “He doesn’t know? You’re lying!” Lored spat. “No! I’m not. I swear it’s the truth!” Lored drew his hand back further. Gelyn cringed in anticipation of his blow. Then Lored dropped his hand. “Here’s what’s going to happen.” Gelyn simply stared at Lored through tears and fear, waiting for him to continue. “I am leaving again. Now.” “Where are you going?” “”To do your dirty work as I have been doing forever!” hissed Lored.
She nodded. “Please go. Don’t make this harder than it is.”“Why? He told you we can’t be together?”“It’s more than that Sam,” Gillyn said using his short name.“What then?”“You don’t know me. You never will. You can never know who I really am.”“I don’t care! I love you Gillyn! That’s all that matters. If you think I can’t keep a secret, I can! Trust me.”“It’s not about trusting you Sam! I do! But we can’t be together. I am not Gillyn!”“Then who? I don’t care! Love doesn’t care!”“Please don’t do this,” Gilyn begged lowering her voice. “Please. I don’t want Arnson to see this. Us.Please just go.”“It’s him isn’t it? Did he threaten you?”Gillyn looked Samnom in the