Mai_able
Forest Faerie
“I am wrong.” Elora gripped her arm a little harder and her brows furrowed. She met his eyes, there was a distant pain and confusion in them. “It is not the reality of the world – maybe my world, the human world. I can’t say the same for your kind, but I know how cruel mine is. But still…I want to apologise for hurting you if you’ll accept it.” Elora wanted to scoff at his words, she frowned at the thought was she that bitter by his words. For him to say such things now she felt it was nearly to late. It wasn’t as though she could reverse the pain this had caused her. Let alone the feeling of being able to trust very few is any at all. “You have apologized earlier….I have already forgiven you and wished you the best in trial…. As for worlds, the goddess did not create us separate. We live in the same world. Maybe .. I have just ignored the faults my kind holds.” Elora bit her lip looking past him, as though the vines on the wall would hold some truth she was unaware of.
When he paused she met his eyes looking past her, she had the urge to turn around. But something was keeping her from feeding into that feeling. “I don’t know how he got it. He just presented it to me in his quarters…and told me lies.” Elora’s grip on her arm loosened, she paused for a moment as if thinking over his words. “You are right your highness…your kind is cruel… I’ve told you I forgive you but there is still such an upsetting feeling in my chest.” She held her hand to her chest and gave a wry smile as she ran her hand through her hair. “I barely know you so why is it your words hold such weight.” Elora’s eyes met him with a clear feeling of confusion. “It is such a terrible thing not to understand one’s own emotions your highness.” Her eyes glowed a bit before she lowered her gaze from his folding her hands in front of her neatly.
“I believe it is best I leave.” The more her emotions spiraled into confusion the more she felt the power inside her slip from control. She took a breath and curtsied politely to him, “I still only wish you a just trial Your Highness…. I will see you there…and no matter the outcome I am on your side…and I forgive you.” She lifted her head and gave him a small smile before turning to leave. It was the best she could say to calm her raging emotions. If the trial went well, she figured the feelings that were making her so distraught would disappear along with the doubt.
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Grykail saw many things from his shadows; Kolvar looking over documents worry written across his features. Zestarri tossing in her sleep, Alaisanna trying to appease her anger by resting before the trail, Uluc speaking to the guards to decide for the young humans transport, Elora and Archie having their heartfelt conversation, Sarya sitting in her room clutching the small babe with a small look of terror and Katyr trying to calm her, Aiduin resuming his prior fit of rage with the sword, the human king in a fit over a letter Hulda had delivered, Fenrir tending to Aston. The most interesting things is that the halfling that Pierre favored was no where to be seen, and the young human princess seemed more aggressive than he had originally thought.
His shadows followed the young maid, viewing the wounds he was a tad surprised. Of course, he knew humans hid their natures often, but the young human princess seemed the most docile of the bunch. It appears he was quite wrong, other than the apparent change in attitude there was something in the air around her that reminded him of the past. The far long and forgotten past. He decided to have a few shadows trail her in the trip to see her brother. He figured it would hold a fair deal of information if he did.
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Sarya could only remember the chill she had felt earlier, the whisper in her ear telling her to protect her child. Maybe it was due to lack of sleep but she felt as though if she dared to put him down he might disappear. “My love please, you must rest. The trial is nearly upon us. Do you not wish to see the result?” Sarya looked at him, bags under her eyes her hair still silk like but messy from her hand running through it. “Katyr you do not understand, something will happen dare I let him go. I can feel it, y-you didn’t hear the voice. It was sinister and dark. Please once we are permitted to leave I beg that you allow me to return.” She felt like she could cry, Katyr ran a hand through his red hair but nodded if not a bit reluctantly. “Then I shall return with you, there is little need for me to be here. And I am certain Aiduin will no let Elora alone after the trial.” He smoothed the hair on her head kissing her forehead gently. “Please my dear sleep. I will watch him so that no harm shall come upon him.” Sarya was hesitant but nodded, making her way to the bed she pulled his small cot beside her placing the babe inside with such gentle care. She held the babe’s hand and looked at him. “I will sleep like such, please wake me once the trial is to begin.” Katyr pulled the chair beside them and only nodded gently rubbing her head until her breathing fell even and quiet.
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Kolvar was trying to distract himself, he had received a few updates from Grykail’s shadows. But that did not ease the worry written across his face. He was sure the goddess would prevail and the trail would show the best outcome, and yet there he was preparing for the worst. They had been more than generous to the humans and yet, he still felt their greedy nature could not be appeased. Was war truly what Pierre wanted, he should know first hand the consequences of such. And the elves have developed far more magic than the humans thought.
But, there was also a part of him, the one reviewing the humans requests for the treaty, that believed the peace would be achieved. Of course, he was angry as a father for Elora’s fragile and innocent heart to be torn as such. But, as a king he knew what would be best if the trial showed the truth. Even he knew it was better for Elora to learn the nature of humans from this than later on.
Kolvar glanced over at his wife, her worry causing her to toss and turn in her sleep. Looking at the time he saw the trial would begin soon. He supposed now was as good a time as any to prepare. And pray to the Goddess that Prince Archie will be tried with the truth and not punished for others mistakes.
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Aiduin had exhausted his energy, huffing he let the sword fall to the ground and leaned against the tree he had worn thin through the hours. His anger had somewhat settled, seeing the sun set he could only assume the trial would be underway soon. For some reason he felt angrier with himself for allowing that young prince to get so close to Elora. He was even angrier for not being able to help her with her pain. He had watched her grow, and always made sure she only ever saw the good in the world. Other than the result of war she had known no other sadness and never felt anger or regret.
He sighed hitting the tree once more before pushing himself off. He would go and change for the trial, then force his sister out of her room to join him there. He would not let her pain overwhelm her, not only for her sake but everyone’s as well. Elora was much more powerful when her emotions were in control. Bending over to pick up the sword he made his way back to the lodge, instructing the maids to set him a bath in his chambers and some fresh linen.
When he paused she met his eyes looking past her, she had the urge to turn around. But something was keeping her from feeding into that feeling. “I don’t know how he got it. He just presented it to me in his quarters…and told me lies.” Elora’s grip on her arm loosened, she paused for a moment as if thinking over his words. “You are right your highness…your kind is cruel… I’ve told you I forgive you but there is still such an upsetting feeling in my chest.” She held her hand to her chest and gave a wry smile as she ran her hand through her hair. “I barely know you so why is it your words hold such weight.” Elora’s eyes met him with a clear feeling of confusion. “It is such a terrible thing not to understand one’s own emotions your highness.” Her eyes glowed a bit before she lowered her gaze from his folding her hands in front of her neatly.
“I believe it is best I leave.” The more her emotions spiraled into confusion the more she felt the power inside her slip from control. She took a breath and curtsied politely to him, “I still only wish you a just trial Your Highness…. I will see you there…and no matter the outcome I am on your side…and I forgive you.” She lifted her head and gave him a small smile before turning to leave. It was the best she could say to calm her raging emotions. If the trial went well, she figured the feelings that were making her so distraught would disappear along with the doubt.
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Grykail saw many things from his shadows; Kolvar looking over documents worry written across his features. Zestarri tossing in her sleep, Alaisanna trying to appease her anger by resting before the trail, Uluc speaking to the guards to decide for the young humans transport, Elora and Archie having their heartfelt conversation, Sarya sitting in her room clutching the small babe with a small look of terror and Katyr trying to calm her, Aiduin resuming his prior fit of rage with the sword, the human king in a fit over a letter Hulda had delivered, Fenrir tending to Aston. The most interesting things is that the halfling that Pierre favored was no where to be seen, and the young human princess seemed more aggressive than he had originally thought.
His shadows followed the young maid, viewing the wounds he was a tad surprised. Of course, he knew humans hid their natures often, but the young human princess seemed the most docile of the bunch. It appears he was quite wrong, other than the apparent change in attitude there was something in the air around her that reminded him of the past. The far long and forgotten past. He decided to have a few shadows trail her in the trip to see her brother. He figured it would hold a fair deal of information if he did.
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Sarya could only remember the chill she had felt earlier, the whisper in her ear telling her to protect her child. Maybe it was due to lack of sleep but she felt as though if she dared to put him down he might disappear. “My love please, you must rest. The trial is nearly upon us. Do you not wish to see the result?” Sarya looked at him, bags under her eyes her hair still silk like but messy from her hand running through it. “Katyr you do not understand, something will happen dare I let him go. I can feel it, y-you didn’t hear the voice. It was sinister and dark. Please once we are permitted to leave I beg that you allow me to return.” She felt like she could cry, Katyr ran a hand through his red hair but nodded if not a bit reluctantly. “Then I shall return with you, there is little need for me to be here. And I am certain Aiduin will no let Elora alone after the trial.” He smoothed the hair on her head kissing her forehead gently. “Please my dear sleep. I will watch him so that no harm shall come upon him.” Sarya was hesitant but nodded, making her way to the bed she pulled his small cot beside her placing the babe inside with such gentle care. She held the babe’s hand and looked at him. “I will sleep like such, please wake me once the trial is to begin.” Katyr pulled the chair beside them and only nodded gently rubbing her head until her breathing fell even and quiet.
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Kolvar was trying to distract himself, he had received a few updates from Grykail’s shadows. But that did not ease the worry written across his face. He was sure the goddess would prevail and the trail would show the best outcome, and yet there he was preparing for the worst. They had been more than generous to the humans and yet, he still felt their greedy nature could not be appeased. Was war truly what Pierre wanted, he should know first hand the consequences of such. And the elves have developed far more magic than the humans thought.
But, there was also a part of him, the one reviewing the humans requests for the treaty, that believed the peace would be achieved. Of course, he was angry as a father for Elora’s fragile and innocent heart to be torn as such. But, as a king he knew what would be best if the trial showed the truth. Even he knew it was better for Elora to learn the nature of humans from this than later on.
Kolvar glanced over at his wife, her worry causing her to toss and turn in her sleep. Looking at the time he saw the trial would begin soon. He supposed now was as good a time as any to prepare. And pray to the Goddess that Prince Archie will be tried with the truth and not punished for others mistakes.
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Aiduin had exhausted his energy, huffing he let the sword fall to the ground and leaned against the tree he had worn thin through the hours. His anger had somewhat settled, seeing the sun set he could only assume the trial would be underway soon. For some reason he felt angrier with himself for allowing that young prince to get so close to Elora. He was even angrier for not being able to help her with her pain. He had watched her grow, and always made sure she only ever saw the good in the world. Other than the result of war she had known no other sadness and never felt anger or regret.
He sighed hitting the tree once more before pushing himself off. He would go and change for the trial, then force his sister out of her room to join him there. He would not let her pain overwhelm her, not only for her sake but everyone’s as well. Elora was much more powerful when her emotions were in control. Bending over to pick up the sword he made his way back to the lodge, instructing the maids to set him a bath in his chambers and some fresh linen.