The Realm's Mystics Part 8

Erthrn touched Samas face, aYou are an astoundingly beautiful woman, Highest. If the women of Woden look as you and Sleanela, then I must visit it soon. Even the warrior woman, Meera, and her mate Caitha, are beautiful. Are all such as you?a aI never thought about it prior. I never thought beauty of any importance. The Realm seems to think of it differently, though. I have but been told, however, that I am beautiful. I know not what it means as I am as I have been given. I do find your looks, though, most astonis.h.i.+ng, and exciting.a Erthrnas ego inflated at the compliment, aSo I excite you then? This is excellent. May I take that for a yes in regard to this eve?a Sam nodded her head, and Erthrn leaned over to her, kissing her fully, but tenderly, which was a surprise for Sam, thinking that anything these women did would be rough and overly aggressive. Like Uthrn, Erthrn had given Sam many marks to show for the eveas delights, but wasnat as aggressive as Uthrn had been. She guessed that Erthrn no longer needed to prove herself as Uthrn must.

aI am, in truth, most pleased, Highest. In the meanwhile, prepare yourself for an interesting moment in this War Council, and let us hope that this Mungardies shows not the sword skills of the Masters. Following this, and after I attend to a few affairs with your sister, I will give you another lesson.a Sam was very pleased about being in Rnsadelna, causing her to wonder how she could ever go back to Woden. She worried about having to live up to the law regarding a companion. As the Mungardiesa force leader was brought out to the middle of the arena, Sam let go of the thought, hoping it would all work itself out.

She was stunned to see the Mungardies woman. Like Sleanela, she thought they would resemble the Dungaras. Her eyebrows raised in surprise as the Mungardies woman walked out into the arena. She saw that the womanas stance was most regal and extremely self-a.s.sureda"much like her sisteras, without being self-aware of it. Sam observed her carefully, watching the woman look around slowly with little regard for her imminent death. In this foe, Sam thought she saw a most intelligent of enemies.

She turned to Erthrn, aShe is well intriguing and seems quite confident. In many ways, she looks much like the Mystics of The Realm.a Erthrn was leering at the woman, always troubled at the sight of the Mungardies. She tried to remain objective so that Sam could understand who this enemy was, aLooks can be very deceiving, Highest, yet you are somewhat correct. The Mungardies were long prior of the Mystic blood, being wonderful sorcerers, scholars and healers. But at some moment they turned against The Realm, for reasons no one knows. And they are, as you say, intelligent. Most so. And strong.a Sam stared at the woman. She stood far taller than the warriors about her, but not outwardly as muscular or well proportioned. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were small. She wore a simple tunic that reached to just above the ground, and boots. No other adornment was present. Sam thought that the womanas eyes shone with an intensity that defied her looks. And she carried the heaviest of swords as if it weighed nothing.

aIs all their hair such as hers?a Erthrn stared at the woman, aIt is the only hair they grow. They have no other body hair, not even eyebrows. The little hair you see is what they are born with, never growing longer than this.a aShe is truly amazing, even in her simplicity.a Erthrn laughed quietly, but with a hint of hatred, aYou find her alluring, Highest, but mind your wit, as that is their way. They are able to twist and bend oneas mind like no other in The Realm. They are most difficult opponents.a aWhy do they fight against you?a Erthrn shook her head, aThe Realm knows little of the reason they turned so fiercely against The Realm, but they have killed many of my warriors with this deceptive look. My overly kind-hearted warriors also mistook that look for kindness once, but hear me well, Highest. There is no kindness in their hearts. None. I know this well. You mean nothing to them.a Sam wasnat pleased with this explanation, aWhy? Were they always as such?a Erthrn looked at Sam briefly, aI have heard tales from long prior that they were not always of this stance, but all power is corruptible, Highest. Have you not yet been told this by your teachers?a aSa.n.a.lrainathelainelna warned me of this. She told me that as I learned and gained my powers, I would have to choose the path I would take.a Erthrn nodded, aListen well to your sister as she is most wise and well trained. The Mungardies chose the other path. They have little capacity for love, and none for generosity. It is why The Realm treasures and protects The High Queen so fiercely. She has remained rigidly incorruptible in this regard. As you gain your powers you will understand this even further, for when you are given a great power such as one that allows you to kill another, a moment will come that will test you. That is the moment The High Queen speaks of, and will be the moment in which you will choose your path. Only you can choose which way you will elect to use your powers.a aYet they look so learned. Soaa aScholarly?a aYes.a aThey were, once. But watch her carefully. You will see her trickery.a aAre they ruled by Sumeanatinelatianon?a Erthrn didnat recognize the name at first, but then thought about it, aAh. Your eldest sister. I heard of this rumor, also. So her existence be true then? No, I think this not possible. She, like many others prior to her, most likely believes that she can control them. If this be so, then this will be her downfall. If they are connected at all, the Mungardies most likely just use her, as she is The High Queenas sister. They would probably see some twisted humor in this. This is also like they used the Dungaras all these cycles, which is now their downfall.a Sam looked over to Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, wondering what she thought of the Mungardies woman. She saw that The High Queen studied the woman carefully, but remained unchanging in her expression.

Sam looked back to Erthrn, aIf she can bend their thinking, then the Dungarasa minds will be bent toward hers so that they will not be able to fight her.a aIt is a possibility. I know that this one will insist on fighting against The High Queen.a aFight against my sister? This cannot be allowed.a Erthrn looked sideways to Sam, aDo you now speak for your sister?a aNo, but she is High Queen, and shouldnat be risked so.a aIt may be the only way we find out what we need to know, and already, this one most likely knows what it is we look for. They have studied our ways well. And we have already tried to give the Dungaras a block in their mind so that she cannot twist their thoughts, but I suspect she will be able to undo this block.a aCan you beat her?a aOf course.a aCan Uthrn?a aYes.a aCan your warriors.a aThey are trained to do so, but in great numbers against us, we will lose. They are not as easy as the Dungaras.a Sam drew in a quick breath, remembering that her fight against the Dungaras was nothing she considered as easy. She remembered them as well-trained fighters, and now became even more interested.

aHow can The Realm fight against them if they are so well-trained?a aIt is a difficulty that will be made even more so if they have trained with a Master.a The two Dungaras were sent out into the arena. They were wary of the Mungardies woman, keeping as far away from her as possible. They, like her, had been given their weapon of choice. Sam saw that the Mungardies woman maintained a blank expression, like her sister, showing neither anxiousness nor relief. She simply watched them.

Uthrn made the announcement, aHensaln of the Mungardies. You are to fight against these two Dungaras force leaders this turn. You may choose to fight or not, but either way, you will die this turn. Have you any last request of us?a The woman looked slowly toward Uthrn with a look of dismissive disgust, showing that she thought Uthrn far beneath her. In an accent far different than Sam had yet heard, she replied impatiently, aYou well know that they will not be able to fight me. And if I even allow it, their skills are not worthy of my effort.a Uthrn shrugged, as if with no care, aIs this your request, or do you choose to just waste our moments?a aAllow me to fight against your High Queen. This is my request.a Uthrn shook her head, aIf you fight against the Dungaras and if you win, Queen Erthrn has permitted that you can then fight against her.a The womanas eyes narrowed in contempt, aErthrn? You asked for my last request, and now you give it not to me. Now whose moments are being wasted? You are a liar only, Uthrn of the Warriors of the Sword.a Uthrn was overly skilled to let Hensalnas words upset her, and like a true warrior, showed no display of emotion, aCall me what you wish, but you waste our moments.a Uthrn turned to the Dungaras, aFight against her now, or you will be removed and tortured for many turns, with the most painful of tortures, as we showed you prior.a Uthrn had indeed prepared the Dungaras to understand this to be truth. She had them shown the tortures they would endure if they didnat provide a strong and courageous fight against this Mungardies. They had chosen a sword and were now moving toward her with little hope of winning.

The Mungardies woman stood perfectly still, moving only her eyes. She raised her hand slightly, in the same motion Sam had seen her sister do prior. The Dungaras shook their heads, trying to rid themselves of her mind-bending efforts.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna could see that this wouldnat be a productive fight, and that she or Erthrn would have to fight against this one in order to learn if they had the skills of the Masters.

The mind block Uthrn had provided worked briefly, and just enough for the Dungaras to begin earnestly fighting against the woman. The Mungardies raised her sword, resenting the effort, but fought them with great skill. Even with all the Dungarasa sword skills, the woman showed no strain in fighting against two Dungaras force leaders. Sam watched with interest, having seen her own sisteras skills prior, and knowing what to look for.

This one would give even my sister a bad moment.

In her head, she heard a reply, You think so, My Sister? Perhaps you will be able to see if this is true for yourself.

Sam looked over to her sister, She has many abilities.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded, You speak truly, but see her arrogance? She tries to display that she is nothing but usual, but in truth, she is a most highly skilled Mungardies. She must be a very high force leader, perhaps one of the highest.

Is their high leader better than this?

This, no one knows.

Will you fight her?

Erthrn would like the privilege and knows enough of the Mastersa ways.

The woman moved her hand again, trying to twist the Dungarasa mind to her, then, as they were trying to clear their heads of her spell, she raised her sword and quickly killed both of them.

Erthrn laughed, speaking to the Mungardies woman as the now-dead Dungaras were being removed, aYou seem bored, Hensaln. Care to fight against a real warrior?a The woman didnat laugh, nor did she change her expression, aIt would seem I must. But if I winaa She turned to Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, aaI fight you.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna didnat change her expression, refusing to give this Mungardies any pleasure. Nor did she give any sign of interest or acknowledgment in what the woman said.

Erthrn went to the front row, then jumped into the arena, sword in hand, aYou step out of your place, Hensaln. You have no leave to speak to The High Queen.a Then Erthrn laughed, aBut come to think on such, you have no leave to speak to me, either.a Erthrn began moving about the arena, speaking to the Mungardies as she did so, aAre you going to waste your efforts trying to use your mind-bending tricks on me, Hensaln? If so, let me know when you did, as I wouldnat wish to disappoint you in your useless efforts. I could at least pretend, for you.a The woman watched Erthrn carefully, narrowing her eyes, aYou chatter overly. Your speaking noise offends my ears. Or is talking how you plan to torture me?a aYet trying to control The Realm, Mungardies? I recall not making you leader of The Realm.a Erthrn kept moving around with sword readied, waiting until the woman made the first move. Erthrn didnat see it as proper to make the first move against a captive when the intent was death, anyway.

aAre you so stupid to think that I know not why you wish me to fight?a Erthrn laughed again, aYour arrogance is astounding, Hensaln. But tell me, for the sake of hearing you speak. Why do you think we wish to see you fight?a The woman answered with her sword, instead, making a quick, but strong move against Erthrn. Erthrn countered quickly, expecting as such. It was all Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna needed to see.

To herself she thought, So, they have learned from a Master. But not one of the great ones, and I donat think even Broagadichaina. But who?

The woman made a few more sword moves against Erthrn, then held her sword down, aWhy should I fight if I must die anyway? How senseless is this?a Erthrn was prepared for any move the woman might make, knowing that the Mungardies woman would use any trick to win the battle. Erthrn said nothing, but stood readied. The woman readied her sword once again, moving around the arena, positioning herself to her liking, closer to the High Queen. She used all her might suddenly against Erthrn, sending Erthrn back a distance. In the same movement, she quickly turned to Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, facing her but a soft voice away and one tier lower. In the same motion, she made a move to kill The High Queen.

The movement occurred so rapidly that no one seemed prepared for it. But at almost the same moment, an arrow shot into the womanas sword arm with such force that it caused the woman to fall with a great cry of pain to the floor of the arena. Erthrn and the guards were upon her immediately, but the entire event had arisen so swiftly that Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna hadnat even the moment to let down her guard.

She and Erthrn had guessed prior that the Mungardies woman might make such a move against her, so she was prepared for such. She looked up toward the arrowas path, expecting to see a quick-thinking Rnsadelna warrior. Instead, she saw Sleanela standing at the top of the arena, ready with another arrow aimed toward the woman. The High Queen smiled at Sleanelas Elfin image, finding it striking and ever surprising.

Erthrn saw The High Queen smiling at someone, so looked up in the same direction, wondering where the arrow had come from. Erthrn also had expected to see one of her own guards, so was quite amazed to look upon Sleanela, yet at the ready. She saw her as silhouetted against the sun, standing firmly erect and a.s.sured, yet slender for such strength it took to get the arrow this far so accurately.

Erthrn looked back to her Queen, aDid you prepare her to protect you this turn?a The High Queen yet stared at Sleanela, smiling, but shook her head, softly saying, aNo. She had no knowledge of this plan.a Annawn was standing next to Sleanela, also looking amazed. They had just returned from their bow and arrow practice in the nearby forest, and were entering the arena in order to watch the match between the Dungaras and the Mungardies woman. As they entered at the top-tier, Sleanela had seen the move against her Queen and had readied and shot her arrow within an eyeas blink.

Shaking her head in amazement, Annawn said, aKeddi would be proud of you, my Elf. That was a perfectly aimed shot. And from such a distance as this.a Sleanela had quickly taken out another arrow and prepared it in case it became needed, but said, aI think not. I aimed for her heart.a Annawn laughed, yet not knowing if or when their Elf jested. Sleanela didnat realize it, but she was becoming more Elfin-like in her stance upon every turn. Except when the Elves were light-hearted and playful, their demeanor was observant, with no hint as to their inner emotions. She was even beginning to hold her body in the more Elfin-like fas.h.i.+on, displaying a.s.suredness and intelligence, yet without arrogance.

The Mungardies woman had also wondered who had shot the arrow. As they led her away, with the arrow completely through her arm, back-to-front, she looked up to Sleanela. From a brief glimpse, she knew she saw something different than one of the Warriors of the Sword or any of The High Queenas guards, but couldnat place it. Her instinct told her that, in that woman, there stood the race that would know how to bring the Mungardies toward peace. She wailed like a wounded animal as they led her off, knowing that she would take this knowledge to her death rather than be able to tell her leader about this one.

As they began to walk down the stairs toward their Queen, Annawn kept talking, aIn truth, Elfin Princess, you aimed for the arm, did you not?a Sleanela just gave Annawn a sidewaysa glance, but said nothing. She gave the bow and arrow to Annawn, and then took the stairs lightly toward her Queen.

The High Queen had risen, moving toward her as she came. When Sleanela had arrived, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna held out her hands to her.

Sleanela placed her hands into her Queenas, aYou are now safe, my Queen?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna gazed into Sleanelas eyes. She was smiling softly, fully amazed at her Elf. Quietly and slowly, she said, aYou came out of nowhere, My Desire.a Sleanela flinched at the words, then also smiled slightly, aAs you did for me, my Queen, in the forest.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna laughed lightly at her words, aNow I know what that must have seemed like to you. How did you know she was about to make this move against me?a Sleanela shook her head, aI knew not. We had just returned from practicing.a aI wasnat aware that you had such bow and arrow abilities as this.a Sleanela smiled mischievously, aNor was I.a Annawn had finally reached her Queen. She knelt and bowed her head, aRise, Annawn. Thank you for guarding My Elf this turn.a aIn truth, my Queen, she needs little protection. My Queen, please tell me, did she aim for the Mungardiesa arm, or no?a The High Queen looked back to her lover, aShe will have to tell you that, My Warrior. All I know is that I have seen none better with this weapon.a Meera had also had been amazed at Sleanelas skills, aDid you learn these abilities in Woden when we but prepared against Fornaith? I recall that you did well with a bow and arrow, but I recall no ability such as this.a Sleanela looked to her friend, smiling, aSome. Not all. But you taught me well, Meera.a Erthrn yet looked stunned, aA masterful aim, Elf. My Warriors could learn much from you. The Mungardies woman is quite frustrated that she couldnat see you clearly. She knows not that the Elves yet live in The Realm.a Sam had come over to the now-collected group, also amazed over Sleanelas well-placed arrow, aQuite a shot. Meera should be proud of her teachings.a Sleanela looked at her and just smiled, looking back to Meera, aShe is a good teacher, Sam. But I think it mostly a lucky shot.a Then she looked back to her Queen, aBut I now believe that Queen Erthrn and my Queen were prepared for the womanas surprise attack. So I think my arrow was needed not.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked to Erthrn, aPerhaps this would be a good moment to end the proceedings for this turn?a Erthrn nodded, then made the announcement that the proceedings would begin again in the morn, and would end at midturn with a banquet, aThis eve, Rnsadelna has prepared a celebration for all of you, this eve. Fun, food and good entertainment will be provided for all, and all are welcome.a Sam looked to her sister, aWhat now becomes of the Mungardies women?a As Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked at Sam, she saw the marks upon her neck from her eveas entertainment. Ignoring them, she replied, aThey are already dead.a Sam gasped softly, but Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna heard it, aDoes this surprise you?a Sam shook her head, aI know not why it did, as Meera would have done the same, but it did.a aIt is a good sign that it did so. We should never be casual about killing. But we have learned from overly many deaths that we shouldnat wait a moment to kill them.a Sam nodded slightly, aI understand, but can we not attempt a negotiation?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna laughed gently, aWe attempt this once every moon, to the same result. But we will continue our efforts. At some point when we are winning, they will listen. In the meanwhile, we have the Dungaras to think on first. We must end our battle with them before we can take on the whole of the Mungardiesa empire.a Surprising everyone and slipping by all the guards without being seen, a messenger had arrived, kneeling and bowing to The High Queen, but saying nothing.

Erthrn was outraged over the interruption of The High Queen while in Rnsadelna, aHow dare you interrupt The High Queen, Messenger. Who sent you? And what insolence is this? No one comes directly to The High Queen unless the messenger has been searched.a Erthrn looked for Uthrn.

Bellowing at the top of her lungs, she called for her, aUTHRN!a Uthrn came running, along with a few other guards. As she arrived, she knelt and bowed her head, aMy Queen. High Queen.a Erthrn was well angered, aHow has this messenger come to The High Queen without going through our guards prior?a Uthrn made a movement to take the messenger into custody, but The High Queen motioned her away. She had been studying the messenger since her arrival, aUnless I am mistaken, this is a child of the Shrdailkerains.a She gently placed her hand on the womanas/childas face, aRise, My child. It has been long since your kin have graced The Realm with your presence.a The woman/child stood, looking innocent but unafraid.

Erthrn looked surprised, aThe Women of the Trees? But they have not been seen or heard from in almost a lifespan.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was looking around, as if looking for someone, aThey were closely connected to the Elves and went into seclusion when the Elves left The Realm.a Erthrn looked at the messenger, aA child you say? She looks as a full grown woman, only much shorter.a aShe is not. And she pa.s.sed through your guards without notice, as she was shrouded to them.a Uthrn, Meera, Annawn, and all of Uthrnas guards had their weapons drawn. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna told Erthrn, aHave the guards place down their weapons.a aMy Queenaa She raised an eyebrow ever so slightly to Erthrn, slightly annoyed. Quietly, with steady patience, she responded to her long-prior friend, placing her hand upon Erthrnas arm, aI know what I do, Erthrn.a Erthrn bowed her head deeply, seeing that she shouldnat have questioned her High Queen, aI beg your forgiveness, High Queen.a The High Queen then once more looked around the arena while asking Sleanela, aDo your Elfin eyes see them, My Love?a Sleanela didnat know who they were, but had already seen for who The High Queen was searching. She motioned her head to the small group of very old looking women straight up from them, many tiers. They blended well into whatever background they were in, almost disappearing into it, but Sleanela had sensed and smelled them.

They were all small, standing only to The High Queenas breast at their tallest, and slender. She motioned gently for them to come down, saying softly, aAll is well. You are most welcome among us.a She explained to Sleanela, aIt is my guess that they have come to meet with you, My Desire. When the Elves left us, they were never seen in The Realm again, except on a rare occasion. They are a withdrawn race that trusted only the Elves.a Sleanela looked upon the small woman/child before her, smiling gently to her, aWhy are they called the Women in the Trees?a aThey live in such. Their dwellings are well disguised within the trees, much like these women are now. They make garments that blend into any background. It is how they entered through the guards without being seen. Being of the Deep Mystics, they trust not the Mystics or the humans. I never thought we would see them again. They live quietly upon The Realm, asking for nothing, but giving much in return.a The small messenger held tightly onto Sleanelas garments, stroking her arm. When the other group of six women had arrived, they knelt and bowed their heads to Sleanela, speaking to her only, and very softly in her own Elfin language, aElfin Princess.a Sleanela wasnat familiar with all the inhabitants of The Realm, but was surprised to hear her own language spoken so well from another. She spoke with them also in the Elfin language, aPlease rise. You have no reason to kneel before me.a The old women rose, and all began to stroke Sleanelas arms and body. Sleanela allowed it, knowing that they were just rea.s.suring themselves that she was real, and that she had pa.s.sed their first test of the Elfin language.

The oldest of the group spoke to her, aWe heard that an Elf had returned, and now we see that it was spoken in truth.a Tears were falling from her eyes, with no regard from her, aYou have returned. And now, they will return.a aI have a Birth-daughter who is also part Elfin. Even Ralodinalindor now has a companiona"Daronastrianila.a The women looked pleased just to be standing next to Sleanela, who was wondering why they had come, aWhat is it I might do for you, friends of the Elves?a The oldest woman spoke, aIt is rumored you are returning to the site of your Elfin home.a aIt is so.a aThen you must visit with us prior, as we are the keepers to the entrance. We have been safeguarding the key until your return.a She nodded her agreement to the request and added, aWe will be leaving within a few turns. Would you remain with us until then?a aThank you, Princess, but we cannot. We have much to prepare prior to your arrival.a aYou need not prepare anything for me.a aBut we must, Elfin Princess. There is a long message for you from your ancestors, and it is scattered throughout The Realm so as to remain safely hidden. We must return so as to gather the message together, prior to your arrival.a Sleanela nodded her understanding, aIs there anything I might bring for you?a aWe would also like to see your Birth-daughter so she might know of us.a aI shall make it so.a aThen we must be off, Elfin Princess. But we leave with lighter hearts, as The Realm now is a softer place with the Elvesa return.a aBut I am only one Elf, my friends.a The old woman nodded knowingly, grinning her secret, aFor now. But it is in the songs of legend that with the return of the one Elf, the others also return. You and The High Queen will make it as so.a The old woman held out a small package to Sleanela. She took it, but looked quizzically upon it. The old woman said, aWhen you have a moment, Elfin Princess, study the pictures carefully.a Sleanela looked with confusion to the old woman, but the old woman merely winked her response. Sleanela knelt before her, bowing her own head to her, aI am only one, but will do as I am able to help the others return, if they are so able. This I pledge to you. But it saddens me that I must do so blindly and that I have come so late to my now unclear path.a The small group all placed their hands upon Sleanelas head and shoulders, aYour path knowingly unfolds before you with each step you take. Follow your heart, Elfin Princess, as you alone are the restorer of The Realmas heart.a aHow will I know where to visit with you?a aTell your horse by which I am calleda"Torsnadynla. She will bring you to me.a aAnd the others that travel with me?a aThey will be made welcomed while you are delivered the key.a She rose, aThank you for coming to me. I knew not of you.a aWe know of this. It was meant to be so until the correct moment. We take our leave now and will expect you soon. Travel safely. There are many that would rather see you dead than alive. The return of the Elves is not welcomed by all.a Sleanel kissed each of them on the tops of their heads, then nodded to them, aMay we at least re-supply your food, or give you guards for a safe return?a aNo thank you, Elfin Princess. We travel swiftly and unnoticed, and our food supply is quite excellent.a The oldest woman turned to Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna. In the Elfin tongue, she spoke very slowly so that The High Queen could catch the words, aTake good care of her, High Queen. The Realmas heart now rests on her shoulders.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna knelt down to her and bowed her head. She then looked at her, and using what few Elfin words she knew, she spoke to her, aQueen Torsnadynla. We are all honored at your presence.a She had recognized the woman upon her arrival, and knew who stood before her.

Sleanela was surprised that her own Queen knew of this woman who stood before them, and that this woman was a Queen in her own right.

Queen Torsnadynla touched the top of Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelnas head softly, and in The High Queenas own language, said, aYou were a wise choice for The Realm, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna. We didnat make this decision of ours lightly.a aI am gladdened that you have returned to The Realm, Honored Queen.a aKeep this Elf safe, High Queen. It is now your duty. She has given you a great prize by giving you her love. There is nothing greater than this. But you have earned it well by taking on the burden of ruling and making The Realm safe again. She is our single hope for the Elvesa return, Highness.a As she turned back to Sleanela, Sleanela bowed her head and said in her Elfin tongue, aForgive me my disrespect, Queen Torsnadynla. I was unaware of your position.a She made a waving motion of her hand, dismissing the notion. In the Elfin language, she said, aIt means nothing. You are all that matters, Sleanela. Just to be able to say an Elfin name to an Elf is more than I had hoped for before I die. You have chosen well in your lover, Elfin Princess. For a Mystic, she is the most loyal of all, and her heart is true. We chose her for High Queen because of her purity of heart. She will be unwavering for you. It took you a while to find her, and my heart was relieved when you finally did so, but then, it took a long while for The Realm to finally find you again. You were well hidden from all of us.a They all touched her once again, then began their journey home, walking up the stairs while disappearing into the background. By the moment they reached the top-tier, none but Sleanela could see them. She waved to them as they walked off the top-tier then turned to her Queen, merely staring in disbelief. She held the package tightly to her, wondering as to its contents.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna opened her arms for her, and Sleanela stepped willingly into them, breathing out a great sigh.

All will be well, My Desire.

The weight of being an Elf grows. My heart grows heavy with this burden.

We will find a way to lift this weight together, My Desire. We will find a way to fly free of these burdens.

She looked up at her, aYou know this woman?a aI know her well.a To Sleanela, the statement seemed to be said with some burden of truth. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna hesitated, then sighed deeply, aShe was one of the ones to vote Me in as High Queen.a aVoted? Who?a aThe rulers throughout The Realm, such as her. Not the petty ones, but the long great ones. The Deep Mystics.a aDid they all vote for you?a aI informed them that it would be unanimous, or they must find another.a Sleanela laughed at this, aA true High Queenas statement.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded, recalling the moment now through Sleanelas eyes, aThey said the same remark to Me, and then made it so.a The High Queen turned to Erthrn, aWhere would you have us now, Queen Erthrn?a Erthrn bowed her head, aA small meal gathering with your traveling companions in yet another room that has been built for your needs. It is a warm and inviting room like no other of yours.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna would have preferred to spend her moments alone with Sleanela upon that most wonderful of islands and inside its cottage, but knew she needed to bend to Erthrnas needs. She looked down at Sleanela, aWill this be fine for you, My Love?a Sleanela gave her package to Annawn, aPlease keep this safe for me until later.a Annawn bowed her head, aIt is my pleasure to do so for you, Princess.a Sleanela looked back at Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, aWith you, anything is fine, my Queen.a She took her arm, then reached out with her other arm for Meera, aWhere is Caitha? Off collecting more stories and songs?a Meera nodded, glad to be with Sleanela, aShe should be meeting me soon. And it is as you say. She considers herself the keeper of the culture.a The High Queen looked at everyone, aThen let us meet in a short while at Queen Erthrnas next surprise for us. Warrior Woman of Woden, please inform Caitha I would like her to sing her songs of the Elves this eve. And Erthrn, if any of your singers know of such, if they would also attend us?a Erthrn nodded. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked at Miladerain, aMiladerain, I would like you with us this eve. Uthrn, perhaps you could act as escort for her this eve, with Erthrnas permission of course.a Erthrn nodded, well appreciating that Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was finding a distraction for Uthrn, aOf course, my Queen.a Uthrn looked at Miladerain, finding her very attractive, but not The Highest. Miladerain, however, had wanted to join with Uthrn, desiring her aggressiveness. She went to Uthrn and looped her arm through hers, aWould this be acceptable with you, Warrior?a Uthrn caught the tone of Miladerainas statement, hearing the unspoken desires, and became interested. She nodded, aMore than acceptable, High Counselor. I am most honored.a aAnd Annawn. Perhaps you wouldnat mind being our Healeras escort for the eve. She has informed Me that she takes the eve off from her potions. Would this be acceptable to you?a Annawn nodded, surprised but well pleased by the request. But she worried what The Healer would think, aOf course, Highness.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna then said, aWe take our leave until later, then.a Just prior to re-entering the Caves, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked at the sky, then at Sleanela, aJust a moment, My Love.a She had heard a quiet noise well familiar to her.

She moved slightly away from Sleanela so as to allow the great bird room to land, then held out her arm. The bird came diving down, pulling up at the last moment. When it landed upon her arm, The High Queen began to scratch the back of its neck while it gave her a message. The High Queen spoke to it using words and sounds that Sleanela didnat understand, then said, aFind her. She must be found. Find both of them.a The bird replied, then c.o.c.ked its head to Sleanela. The High Queen looked over to her, aHold out your arm, Lover. The Great One has requested a meeting with you.a Sleanela raised her eyebrows, but did as bid. The raptor jumped from The High Queenas arm to Sleanelas with an easy effort then made a move to kiss her lightly upon her lips. With that, Sleanela helped her to fly back into her own domain, far above from their cares in The Realm. Sleanela had long prior made herself vow not to ask The High Queen about this bird. She observed that The High Queen used many sources for information, never informing the Mystics of the others, but always checking the information against other sources. Even not understanding the conversation between them, she guessed that The High Queen had asked the raptor to find either one of the Masters, or to find the leader of the Mungardies. She knew The High Queen hoped that if they could capture the Mungardiesa leader, they might avoid the battle. And Sleanela knew, as few others did, that The High Queen was continually seeking and gaining information regarding The Realm, and using it to her advantage.

Once back in their room, Sleanela began examining the new garments that had been provided to them for the eve. Her Queen had needed an extra moment with Erthrn, so Sleanela had gone ahead to their room. She saw that the garments were informal, beautiful, yet surprisingly different from those in the Valley.

She saw the small package that had been given to her by the Women of the Trees. It was a small book now lying on the table. She picked it up and went to one of the long chairs near the fireplace, which had been started prior. She opened the book and saw that it was a book of drawings. An artist had penciled portraits of various figures throughout The Realm. She turned through the pages, finding one picture of the former High Queen. From the picture, she thought her a stunningly beautiful woman, but not as beautiful as Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna. She thought that her eyes lacked in the intensity that her own loveras had, but didnat know if that was a trait of the former High Queenas, or the lack of talent in the artist. She turned the pages until she saw one drawing of an Elf. No name was given, but none was needed. As she looked upon the drawing, she felt she was looking upon herself. It was a drawing of her Mother. She wondered if Queen Torsnadynla had given her the book so that Sleanela could see this picture.

She closed the book, thinking about her Mother, drifting into a dreamlike state. She awakened to The High Queen leaning over her, almost laying upon her, kissing her gently. Sleanela reached her arm around The High Queenas neck, drawing her closer to her, making her to lie down upon her.

As they lay in each otheras arms, Sleanela said, aThese teachers of yours are hard on you, my Love. Even this turn, Torsnadynla was commanding you to protect me. Are they always such as this?a aThey like to remind Me that I serve at their privilege. They know how I feel about this, however. But she was correct to remind Me of My duty to you in The Realm, My Desire. I couldnat follow all that she was saying to you, though.a In the Elfin language, but with as simple words as she could find, Sleanela said, aShe told me I had chosen well. That you have a true and unwavering heart, and are a most loyal of Mystics.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna touched Sleanela teasingly as she spoke, in the Elfin language, aIf I must rule as High Queen, then My reward is you.a Sleanela was focusing more on Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelnas touch than her words, but managed to reply, aI knew not that you knew this much Elfin talk.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna began touching her with more urgency, and Sleanela groaned at the most desirous feeling. The High Queen laughed softly, kissing her breast, aI know much more than just the language, My Desire. I know where Elves like to be touched.a * * * *

Sleanela took the book of drawings with her to the eveas meal to share with the others. After their attendants had prepared them, they were led to their next surprise. Annawn was waiting for them outside the doors, ever near her Queen and Elf.

She knelt and bowed her head, per her usual custom.

aRise, My Warrior. Did The Healer not accept you as her escort?a aShe did, Highness. She waits inside.a Erthrn also waited inside the room, bowing as the guards opened the now familiar High Queenas doors to the room, aHigh Queen. Welcome to what we refer to as your warren, or den. What do you think of it?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna and Sleanela examined the beautifully wood-paneled room. Like many of the other rooms, it had a large fireplace, but differed in its darkly-colored and padded furniture. It also had a dining table, several cases filled with books, small tables for placing items upon, a corner alcove for a small group of musicians, now already performing, and animal furs across most the floor for added warmth and texture. On one wall was a large, almost life-sized drawn likeness of The High Queen. Next to it was a smaller portrait of the Elfin Princess, with bow and arrow fully drawn.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna examined the drawings, finding the one of Sleanela captivating, but thinking she didnat really wish to look at herself in her own room.

Sleanela came up beside her, aAn exceptional likeness of you, my Love.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked at her, aYou think so?a Sleanela nodded, yet examining the drawing, aIndeed. Exquisite. It is how you look to me. Confident. Self-a.s.sured. The stance of a High Queen. Beautiful. Stunning red flowing hair. An intensity in your eyes that speaks to unending depths of intelligence. All combined with a soft grace that this artist captured so well.a aYou cannot possibly see all this within this one drawing.a aEven if I knew you not, which the artist didnat, such could be seen. It is clear to see, my Queen.a aWell, I am unsure if I wish to look upon myself while in this room.a The Elf smiled, aI do. I wish it not to be removed. It is a beautiful likeness. But the drawing of me could easily be removed.a The High Queen smiled impishly, aNot likely, My Elf. It is striking at how this artist has captured you as well as this.a aOh?a The High Queen nodded, aMost definitely. It is as I saw you just this turn standing on the top-tier of the arena, with bow and arrow fully drawn. Your stance is fully Elfin-like now. Nimble. Quick. With eyes that draw the entire Realm deep into their love. A physical vitality that defies your body. And a strength of character.a aThis surely cannot be seen in a drawing, my Queen.a Erthrn came up behind them, aIt can and it does, Elf Princess. The artist does exceptional work, does she not?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded, aIndeed.a Annawn had also been examining the drawings, admiring the skill of the artist, aThese are most outstanding, my Queen. It is as if you are here, observing some event, thinking on it. Our Elf is most correct, Highness.a She turned to Sleanela, aAs is The High Queen, Elfin Princess. This drawing of you is exact in how I saw you this turn while I watched you practice with your bow.a Erthrn interrupted them, aHow do you like your den, Highness?a aIt is beautiful, Erthrn. Who designed it?a aThe same artist. She designed all your rooms. We sent her to the Valley to observe you for the drawings. I think the drawing of you is magnificent.a The High Queen c.o.c.ked her head, studying the drawing, aThere is something almost quite decadent about a drawing of oneas-self hanging upon the wall.a Sleanela nodded her agreement, aAlmost overly self-indulgent. Like one reveres oneas own self.a aBut you drew them not, had them drawn, nor had them placed here. We did. We wanted such likenesses of you for when you are not in residence. It is for all to see.a aBut you said that this was her room, only, so how would others see it, then?a aWe will move them to another location when she is not here, Force Leader. We had originally planned to hang them in the main banquet hall, but I thought them not large enough for that room. It would take much larger drawings than these.a Meera, Sam, and Caitha had entered and were now also looking at the drawings. Caitha was impressed, aWhat wonderful drawings of you these are. Such an artist! These look just like you. It is amazing.a Sam nodded, aCaitha is correct. The artist has seen the changes in Jandra, I mean Sleanela and has captured them well.a Sleanela was surprised, for she knew that Sam knew her well, aI look this way to you?a Sam nodded, smiling at her, aEver as beautiful as this, but now even more poised than you were prior. And you have become this slender body. You were always thin, but now your body has become quick and lively.a Meera agreed, aThe High Queenas drawing is exceptional, and has captured her facial expression overly well. Knowledge and strength s.h.i.+ne in this drawing. And your drawing is just like you, Sleanela.a The Healer stood close by, aThese are magnificent, High One.a The High Queen looked upon her, seeing that Annawn stood next to her, aYou think so?a aOh, I do, my Queen.a She turned to Annawn, aAnd you?a Annawn blushed at the attention from The Healer, aAmazing, in truth.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna had moved over near the fireplace and sat on the deeply padded and soft leather furniture. She enjoyed the feeling of these seats, aAh, wonderful!a The ones she was forced to sit in as High Queen were usually quite rigid and always uncomfortable. She relaxed back into her seat, gazing into the fireplace, placing her long legs over the arm of the chair.

Miladerain viewed the room and drawings, then sat across from her Queen. She bowed her head deeply, aHighness.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded to her, raising an eyebrow, seeing new marks upon her neck, aHow was you late after-midturn?a Miladerain blushed, aMost enjoyable, Highness.a She indicated toward the drawings, aThe likeness of you is quite splendid. In truth, it is extraordinary and captures your intensity with brilliance.a The High Queen turned her head away from the fire, looking at Miladerain slightly sideways, somewhat intrigued, aIs intensity an attribute we consider as worthy?a Miladerain gasped slightly, aI apologize, my Queen. I have upset you.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna shook her head lightly, aNo. It was just a question.a Miladerain relaxed a little, aI believe it to be so.a aWhat is your definition of intensity, Miladerain?a Miladerain thought about it a moment, aNever satisfied. Keenly interested and aware. Pa.s.sionate. Wise. Intelligent. A constant force. Powerful. Ever questioning, like now.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna laughed quietly, aAll these things, Miladerain? You make Me sound like someone I am not.a aThe artist saw it also, Highness. It is there for all to see. You were the same when we were children. I saw it in you then and knew why they selected you for Queen all these cycles prior. None of the others were able to learn as quickly as you, and none were so bold to the teachers, either. They scared us, but they merely annoyed you.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna didnat wish to relive her past, aWhat do you think of the drawing of our Elf?a aBeautiful. A true likeness, is it not?

Without looking, she heard that Sam was speaking to Sleanela of their past. She knew that Sam probably needed more connection to her than she had previously been given, so thought it might be good. She laid her head against the padded back of the chair, listened to Miladerain tell her of her l.u.s.ty after-midturn, watched the fire, and thought of Elafsandalle and her Elfas role in The Realm.

Drinks had been given to all. The High Queen had taken her usual tea, while Sleanela had taken the drink they had given her upon their first eve. She was standing in one corner, listening to Sam.

While she would rather be sitting next to her Queen, after two sips of her drink, Samas voice became a comfortable drone, aIave been thinking on Woden, Jandra.a aYou miss it?a aThat is but the problem. I think not. Well, I do. But I know not how I can return now, knowing all The Realm exists so apart from it. I fear I may but become restless. And how do I return knowing I need to find a companion when I have become so comfortable with the ways of The Realm?a Sleanela laughed, feeling slightly hazy, aSo comfortable with the ways of The Realm? In truth, Sam, you were ever this way and took me as a companion because I forced myself upon you. You have always enjoyed many partners, such as they do in The Realm.a Sam nodded, aPerhaps you be correct. And you always but wanted only one.a She was annoyed by Samas statement, aI would word it differently.a The musicians were playing a beautiful, but sorrowful song in the background. It had begun with a gong that surprised all of them, and then began the melody with an instrument that used a wooden reed. The melody continued and ended with a haunting wooden flute, accompanied by soft, low tones from two string instruments. Sleanela lost herself into the music, feeling somewhat saddened by it, and by the memory of her past.

Why is it that speaking with Sam always makes me feel as such? Why am I so often annoyed by her lack of understanding?

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, hearing the unspoken question, wanted to answer her, but refrained, leaving her Elf to discover the answer for herself.

aIs it not true, Jandra?a aTo love only one, and have that love returned, Sam.a Sam shrugged, thinking it all the same, aDo you find yourself thinking of Woden much? But you have changed overly, and it is as if I know you not any longer.a Sleanela looked into Samas eyes, remembering her love of looking into their deep blueness. She nodded, taking little notice of Samas statement, aJust this turn while we practiced with the bow, I told Annawn about Keddi. It made me wonder about Keddi and Margeria. Then about May and Tadan. It seems like many cycles since we have seen them. Have you any word from Fornaith or New Apien?a Sam took a drink while nodding, aI have commanded that a messenger from each town report to me at least once every ten turns. The reports are good. Tadan is busy turning Fornaith into an architectural paradise, so he claims. He has asked to be the messenger. I must ask my sister if this would be permissible. I think it would be but good for him to see the Valley, but he also would like to see Selea once again.a aAh, you wonder if he will be permitted into the Valley because he is a male.a aCorrect, but I would like to see him. New Apien grows as well. And Woden and Hengist have successfully incorporated all the new women and men. In truth, I would like to see Fornaith and New Apien, and plan to do so after my training. But all seems to be proceeding well without me.a aYou are there in their minds, and you direct them from a distance, as The High Queen does throughout her Realm. It is much the same as this. She has many of the same issues. Upon each town and village we visit, it always seems more exciting than the home base, but it is always good to return home, is it not? At some point you will tire of all the excitement.a aDo you ever wish we could try again, Jandra? And make it correct this moment?a She took Samas hand and moved them back to the drawings, aWhat do you see in this drawing of me, Sam?a Sam studied it carefully, aA woman like no other. A stunningly beautiful woman. One that had I not known prior, I would now wish to know, intimately. She looks brave. Her eyes seemed well focused. And she seems to know her path.a aReally? Such as this? At moments, Sam of Woden, your words surprise me.a Sam laughed easily, knowing the truth, aAnd at other moments, my words do nothing more than irritate you. But I speak truth. You have always been the most beautiful woman I have ever known, Jandra, as you are in this drawing. I but admit though, that had I seen this drawing first, I would have desired you even the more. My eyes were but closed to your specialness.a aYou were concerned about Woden, as it so needed. You had not been Highest for long enough, and were yet unsure of your role within it. It truly wasnat the moment to take on the affairs of holding together a new companions.h.i.+p.a She looked back into Samas eyes, smiling, aBut I could no longer resist your eyes.a Sam placed her hand on Sleanelas cheek, then rested it on her shoulder. Sleanela allowed it, barely feeling it from the effects of the drink, aDo you know what I would see in such a drawing of you, Highest?a Sam laughed, aThat is overly easy. You just told me. My blue eyes.a Sleanela took another drink, then laughed with her, aIn truth, this is so. But far more than this.a aYou tell me.a aA woman of immense capability to do well. A bright woman, and a woman that is willing to give herself to her role in The Realm, as Highest. A woman warrior, a.s.sured of her ability to fight. And a striking figure, full of fire and pa.s.sion, and beautiful beyond words. But a woman who is fearful of love.a Sam was interested, aAll of this within one drawing?a Erthrn had come over, wis.h.i.+ng to be closer to her lover. Sam removed her hand from Sleanelas shoulder as Erthrn looked at her, aI agree with the Elf, Highest, except for the last statement. A warrior is unconcerned about love. A warrior has other commitments.a The Elf frowned, staring at Erthrn, aWith highest respect, Queen Erthrn, I think the Warrior Women of the Sword can say as such with the strong foundation that the Women of the Soul give freely to you. Without this, being such a warrior would mean nothing. You are given love upon every moment, without question. It is not the same that others must face. In Woden, without a companion, a warrior has no love or support. But please forgive my insolence. I mean no ill-words.a Erthrn bowed her head, smiling, aNo such intent is taken, my Elf. It is my fault, as I stepped into the conversation. But perhaps you make a good point. We do have the Women of the Soul to support us in all our needs. Much like aa"a Sleanela answered for her, aa"Birth-Mother.a Erthrn laughed. She placed her arm around Samas shoulder, making Sleanela grateful, as it provided her with an easy exit.

Erthrn said, aWell said, my Elf.a Sleanela bowed her head to Erthrn, aYou are a good Queen, Queen Erthrn. You have my respect. I take my leave now to be with my Lover.a She went to the low table in front of her loveras chair, retrieving the book she had laid upon it. She then looked at her Queen, seeing that her eyes were closed. She bent over and gently kissed her, startling Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna.

aYou were deep in thought, my Queen.a She blinked, then smiled at Sleanela, aMeditating. The fire provided a good backdrop for such, and the music and conversations blended into a solitary atmosphere for Me. What book do you have, My Desire?a Sleanela sat on the very edge of the chair, opening the book to the drawing of her mother. She handed the book to her. The High Queen took it with one hand, studying the picture, then looking up at Sleanela.

aI knew not that such a drawing existed. Who gave you this?a aQueen Torsnadynla.a The High Queen looked back to the drawing. Sleanelas mother was standing near one of the Ancients, with her hand placed against it. She was looking at the tree. Her other hand was holding onto her staff. The High Queen recognized it as the one that Sleanela now used. The woman was undeniably the most beautiful woman in The Realm. She was perfect, and beyond measure. And she looked as if she knew only of peace across her entire lifespan, which Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna well knew that she hadnat known much of, at all.

aIt is as if she were returned to us, through you.a She rose, making Sleanela to do so also. She took Sleanelas hand, the book in her other, and led them back to the drawing. She held the book up alongside the drawing, comparing the two. The High Queen had moved with such haste that all the others had wondered what was occurring. They all crowded around the two drawings. None except The High Queen and Sleanela knew that the drawing in the book was of Sleanelas mother.

Caitha exclaimed, aI knew not that there was another drawing of you, Jandra. It is beautiful. Look at your expression. The Ancients must have given you much peace at that moment.a Annawn was shocked, aIt is like your twin, my Elf. This couldnat be you, though. Is this a drawing of your mother, then?a The Healer placed her hand upon Annawnas shoulder, using Annawn to steady herself as she peeked over her shoulder to see the picture, aLike you, Elf, she is beyond beautiful.a Annawn closed her eyes for a moment at the feeling. She wished for more of it, but knew that The Healer just used her to become steadier, knowing that The Healer had absolutely no interest in her.

Sam looked at both drawings carefully, noticing the slight differences between them. She saw quickly that the mother had been astonis.h.i.+ng in her beauty, almost unreal in it, aThe woman in the drawing is quite a bit taller than Jandra. But her eyes appear to be the same color. And look at the staff. It is identical to yours, Jandra.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was gladdened that her sister had such an astute sense about her, She will need this as she becomes more powerful. Discernment of information is always critical.

Meera looked at it carefully, aThis be not a drawing of our Elf. As The Highest has stated, this must be of your mother, or another close relative we know not of. But look at the otheras ear. They are shaped ever-so-slightly differently.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded, aA good observation, My Warrior Woman. Caitha probably has a story or song about such. It is told that long prior, by many, many tens and tens of lifespans, far from this Realm, that the Elves had pointed ears.a Sam moved Jandraas hair away from one of her ears, aForgive my intrusion, Jandra. I am just comparing the ears.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna already knew the answer to what her sister was searching for. Sleanelas ears were ever-so-slightly differently shaped, but almost imperceptibly so. It was one of the first things that Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna had quietly looked at once she had learned of Sleanelas past.

Sleanela spoke so softly that only Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna heard her, aShe was so beautiful. And she looks so very wise.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna tenderly placed her arm around her, aAs are you so beautiful. And as you also will be so wise when you reach her number of cycles.a She returned them back to the seat. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna sat first, leaning well into the well-padded seat, then had Sleanela lay upon her. They rested comfortably, half lying, half sitting, The High Queen laying her head against the side of the chair, and Sleanela leaning her head against her Queenas shoulders.

The others had now gathered around the low table that sat between all the seats. All were sitting comfortably around the fire, waiting for the eveas meal, talking amongst themselves.

The High Queen looked sideways to Caitha, aCaitha, singer of songs. Sing us one of your songs of the long lost Elves.a Caitha smiled, nodding. She went to the musicians, asking them if they knew the song she was to sing. Two of them nodded, and gave her some background music. Meera was, as usual, enraptured by her companionas ability. The High Queen was well pleased in Caithaas choice, and Sleanela was captivated by the story of her past.

It was a song of the bravery and love of Elves. It told how, in the face of battle they showed and felt no fear, their a.s.surance of their path well known to them. The song told of how in their love, a gentleness s.h.i.+ned like no other across the skies. How even the fierce animals across the lands would wait peacefully for their love and attention.

After the song, Caitha asked, aIs it true, MaLove? Do the fierce animals turn peaceful in your presence? This seems not possible.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded, aIt is most true, Caitha. I have seen it for myself. That was a wonderful song, Caitha. You are a master and skilled artist. Have you another?a She once again turned to the musicians. They all nodded and began the song for her. When she began her melody and song, her voice was clearer than Sleanela had ever prior heard her sing. She knew Caitha to be a great singer, but it was as if her voice were improving with each song.

This song was of the Elfin pa.s.sage to this Realm from far off. It told the tale that Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna had told to Sleanela. The Elves, like here, had been dying from contact with the humans, far off on another realm. A greater power than any of them now knew of, took pity upon the Elves, bringing them to this realm. The tale made little sense, telling of how the Elves flew across the great skies, finally arriving upon this realm.

When the beautiful song was completed, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna asked, aWere you told of the cycles of this song, Storyteller?a aI learned this from your singers of songs in the Valley, MaLove. They told me that they could but trace the song back to twenty-three Elfin Leaders prior. That sounds like not overly long, though.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna laughed lightly, aPerhaps not to us, but Elves live an impossibly long lifespan. Longer than the Mystics and far longer than that of humans.a Erthrn rose, aOur meal is ready.a She bowed to her Queen, aIf you would honor us by leading us to your table, my Queen?a They moved to the table and were presented with a beautiful bountiful delight of tastes. Having missed their midturn meal, Sleanela was hungry, but per her usual, The High Queen ate very little, choosing instead to taste a little of all of the different selections. She quietly hoped that the conversation wouldnat return to a discussion of Elfin lifespans, sorry she had raised it.

Sleanela saw that Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna had leaned back into her chair in her usual fas.h.i.+on, observing the conversations and the making of the eveas partners. Meera and Uthrn paired off for a quick sword contest in the far corner, as Caitha and Miladerain sat closely by, watching their loves. Erthrn gave Sam a shortened but intense lesson of one of her powers. And Annawn had become the object of affection to one of the Women of the Soul who had presented their meal. She was now sitting next to Annawn, near the fire. But Annawnas attention seemed to be solely upon The Healer, while The Healeras attention seemed to be upon the Woman of the Soul.

The High Queen held out her hand to her Elf, blinking slowly, resting. Sleanela held it gently. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was becoming frustrated that only one of her searches had been successful in finding the Masters. She needed another source, soon. And now she had her raptors busy trying to locate the leader of the Mungardies. She knew that the other Masters, her Masters, couldnat have gained entrance into Elafsandalle, yet knew that they were waiting there for her.

And what of them? What do they now have to offer The Realm? Why havenat they come sooner than this? Or have they turned to the dark powers, also? The split in their ranks must be great, indeed, for such silence as has occurred.

And what to do about Sumeanatinelatianon? But I shouldnat worry over her as she can be bought when the moment is there, if necessary. But perhaps if the Mungardies were to turn against her, thena aWhere are your thoughts, my Love?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna had been deep in thought, far away from the eveas party, aI just find myself anxious regarding certain events. Not being in the Valley makes Me frustrated, as I cannot seem to act quickly enough.a She looked over to Erthrn, seeing her yet engaged with teaching Sam a lesson. She rose, taking no regard for the eveas purpose and walked over to Erthrn. When Sam and Erthrn saw her, they halted.

Erthrn bowed her head, aMy Queen?a aI have need of your scouts. Are any available?a Erthrn knew that The High Queen didnat ask for the scouts lightly, aI will send for them, Highness.a aIt is a dangerous mission.a Erthrn nodded, aAll their missions are dangerous. They are yours to command.a aErthrn, do we know where the leader of the Mungardies is at the moment?a aI sent out four scouts far prior, commanding them to be returned by next turnas War Council meeting with this information.a The High Queen studied Erthrn, aHow good are your scouts, Erthrn, and please refrain from telling Me that they are the best in The Realm. I hear this overly often.a Erthrn nodded, knowing The High Queenas need of her truth, aIn truth, Highness, my best are the ones that are presently out on their mission. But there are four others that are of extremely high quality, most capable, and well experienced. They will serve any need you have.a aAnd the others?a aYoung. Not as experienced, but eager and willing. Swift, but not as keen. More likely to stand in the face of danger, such as a warrior.a aI have need of the four experienced ones, only.a Erthrn nodded, aAs you say, my Queen.a She sent for them.

Annawn, Uthrn, and Meera had all overheard. Annawn stepped forward, aMy Queen?a The High Queen turned to her, aTell Me?a aI can serve whatever need you have.a aAnd I,a said Meera.

aI as well, my Queen.a Uthrn wanted to serve this most powerful of High Queens.

Erthrn nodded to her, aUthrn is an exceptional scout as well as an exceptional warrior. Whatever is needed, she can do. And she knows The Realmas lands well.a aI cannot risk the three of you on such a mission.a Annawn bowed her head, aWith respect, Highness, perhaps if we knew of the mission, we might be able to judge better for ourselves.a The High Queen turned to the three of them, annoyed, aI donat recall asking for such a debate, Force Leader.a Annawn knew she had overstepped her bounds, but felt strongly, aMy Queen, wea"a The High Queen looked at her with such anger that Annawn halted. But Meera didnat. She knelt before her, bowing her head, aThink what you may, my Queen, but Warriors know the risks better than you can know. At least allow us the information. I vow that I will make Annawn to look at it objectively. I would be honored to serve you in any fas.h.i.+on, and mean no disrespect.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked down upon her most fearless of warriors, who continued to surprise her. The Warrior Woman of Woden was certainly no Mystic, and as s