The Forgotten Isle: Chapter 11 (01-09-07)
Hafise25:
"If you are patient in one moment of anger, you will escape a hundred days of sorrow."
-Chinese Proverb
"You are nothing," my mother, the Queen, sneered, "A pathetic little thing! I can not believe you are mine!"
"May we kill her," the guardians Aya and Phoenix asked with a note of glee.
"NO! She is mine!"
"What are going to do? Turn me into a wolf?"
"Never that! You were meant for so much more than a Draconian bride!"
"I am part Draconian," I yelled at her.
"Don't remind me! I should have never set the events in motion that brought you here. If only Bronwyn would have stayed the last time!"
"So this is where she went?"
"Of course! She could never stay away long. Isn't that right my dear sister!"
"Yes," Bronwyn said stepping forward.
"Mother, er, Aunt. Oh whatever!"
"Sulwen, I loved you as your mother should have. I came here to clear my mind many times as I was raising you over. I tried to get HER out of your mind. I wanted to give you more than hatred. So much more."
"By taking me away?"
"By saving you from her. She may be your birth mother but it was also my husband she bedded. The same one she cast out after she found out she was pregnant. She ran him off without a thought of what it would do to anyone else."
"And my father. I mean..."
"Almost the image of your birth father. I tried to give you everything. I really did. Pray forgive me?"
"I..."
"Enough!"
"Please forgive me," my mother mimicked her sister, "It's enough to give one a headache!"
"You wouldn't know the meaning of forgiveness! You are just a snake in the grass."
"Better a snake than a sniveling excuse for an Aslemorian!"
The arguing drove everyone out of the room except for a small few. All I could do was stand there in shock. I didn't know which way to turn.
"You want her to forgive you, then save her," my mother shouted as sparks flew from her fingertips.
"NO!," Bronwyn shouted as she jumped in the way, "Not today, sister mine!"
My mother, Zenobia let out a laugh that shook the rafters and grinned while her sister fell to the ground.
"Mom," I cried in horror.
"My heart! My Sulwen. I am sorry," Bronwyn gasped out. I watched the light fade from her eyes as I heard the laughter from the three standing behind me.
"Why," I asked whirling on my mother.
"Why," she repeated, "She was a pain in the arse. She was weak and useless."
"To you perhaps," I choked out, remembering the better times.
"You will pay," I swore.
"Oh, I'm so scared!"
"As are we," the guardians spoke up.
I felt the change in the air and noticed the storm clouds gathering outside.
Hafise25:
All the rage and hatred that I felt toward my mother finally found release. Everything that had happened and will happened caused what happened next. I didn't know I had that kind of power. How could I? I had never been tested. Perhaps before, when I was still a Princess of Aslemor.
I screamed my rage. The fury building inside was more than I could take so I did the only thing I could. I unleashed it!
Once my scream was over I saw the guardians face down on the floor. Unmoving, so still in deaths hands.
How can anything be that still, I thought.
"Calm down," I heard in my head but it wasn't my voice or Da'Kars.
"Aya! Phoenix! YOU! I should have killed you when the Goddess' warned me about you."
"Too late," I said lashing out.
"I can remedy that," she screamed lunging for my throat!
I side-stepped her attack and flung her on her back.
"You should never have let the Goddess' teach me!"
"It doesn't matter," she called disappearing the same way she crashed the wedding.
"Until later, Mother," I flung at the smoke in her wake. Looking down I realized there were two piles of ashes were Aya and Phoenix should have been. I brushed it off not wanting to think of it or any of it. I wanted, no, needed someone to talk to.
"Sulwen! Thank goodness you are alright," Lark called to me as I emerged from the chapel.
"Yeah but Aya and Phoenix are no more."
"What?"
"I killed them and mother has gone off to who knows where."
"I think I might but..."
"Please Lark, tell me."
"She has killed one too many people."
"Lark, tell her."
"I don't know, Leane."
"If she stops the Queen then everyone is safe. She has ruled for far too long already. You know this!"
"I know but she is my mother."
"Mine too," I stated the fact with a grimace.
"She has more than likely fled to the Ancient castle of the Dragons," Lark sighed.
"How do I get there?"
"You can't go there! Not yet!"
"Why not?"
"I think Lark means that you must prepare yourself. It will not just be her you face but others as well."
"Fine! I'll train and I'll learn. I must go find Azale!"
Hafise25:
"Azale I need your help."
"I know my daughter. You want to see and I am willing to help. Kneel."
The pain was intense but I expected no less. I wanted to see the past, present and future. I knew it wouldn't be easy but it felt as if a hundred needles were sticking in my head.
The first glimpse of the past was of a Draconian king sitting on his throne. He looked as if he was deep in thought. He looked so much like my Da'Kar that I wanted to reach out and caress his face. That is until I saw his eyes. They were red unlike Da'Kar's yellow.
Suddenly it was night and I was watching a young woman dance under a full moon. She had my coloring but white eyes. It looked as if she was blind but I think that was misleading. She saw everything and drank in all the scents and sounds of the night.
The meeting of Fi'Ror, the king and Morrigan, the Aslemorian enchantress. She looked as if she was crying on the ground next to a grave. I thought for a second the king would pass her by but he stopped. He extended his hand and helped her to her feet. She smiled up into those red eyes and I could feel he was lost.
Traveling in memories is not the best way to get glimpses of what was but it was the only option left to me. The kiss I saw next was spellbinding and stolen. I could tell by the way they parted and I knew just the same that she hated this ancient king.
The next exchange I saw was neither sweet nor sorrowful. It was cruel and so like my mother that I couldn't help the shudder that wafted along my spine.
"I have it all now," Morrigan laughed.
"You can not take my kingdom away!"
"You were the one that drove out the Dragons, not I," she laughed, "You made me your Queen."
"True but you have not been faithful to me. I have seen with my own eyes what you do at night. The Goddess' cursed me when I met you."
"They smiled upon me, dear Fi'Ror!"
"You are banished to the dark keep! You will never set foot in this castle again. You and your kind are forbidden inside these walls!"
"How will you keep us out? This pile of stones belongs to us not you! We will come back one day and there will be nothing you can do to stop us."
"Get out," she shrieked doubling over as the first labor pains hit, "Get him out of here!"
"Azale," I gasped struggling for breath.
"Steady," she said as she helped me rise, "It is never easy going that far back. I should have warned you."
"Was that the truth?"
"Yes, that is all I can show of the past."
"What can you show of the future?"
"Only possibilities, nothing more."
Hafise25:
"Show me the possibilities then. I need to know."
"You might not like what you see."
"I haven't liked most of what I've seen here in Aslemor."
"I know, child. I know."
Once again I felt the needles but they were not as intense as last time. Azale did mention that she could only show one possibility at a gleaming. So I hoped for the best, took a deep breath and waited for the rush of visions.
A heavy fog hung in the air and I felt the icy breath upon my nape.
"Sulwen! Sulwen please help me," a male voice called out of the fog.
"Who are you? Where are you?"
"I am your father and I need your help. Please!"
I gulped back a scream as I felt hands on my shoulders and turned into my next vision.
"You can't save him! You can't save anyone," my mother called.
Hopeless, echoed in my head as I saw her for what she really was. It was if she was wearing her soul as her clothes. The darkness and decay settled over me, choking the air out of my lungs. I needed to escape this vision. It could do nothing for me.
"We see you," the trio of Goddess' sang, "We are with your mother! You will have to go through us!"
"I will," I promised them. I only hoped that I really could. The haunting echo drifted back to me and I wanted to scream.
"Do not be afraid, my sister. Together we are stronger than she or they could ever hope to be."
The voice of my sister calmed me and I shook of the last of the darkness. Somehow I knew she was the key but to what I didn't know.
"A chroi! I will die a thousand deaths and fight a million battles if that is what it takes to keep you by my side."
My life and love as I had come to think of him. He is everything to me even more than whatever it is I'm supposed to with this little island. There are not enough lifetimes in this eternity or the next. It will never be enough just to love him but what else is there?
When you are a little girl you always dream of being a princess and having your knight in shining armour come and rescue you. After seeing the last vision I wonder if that's how my story will turn out. I don't want the throne if it leads to what my mother is. I don't want blood on my hands. I want love and happily ever after but is that really for me?
"No more," I cried.
"Did you not like what you saw?"
"I don't know. It is a bit of a jumble right now."
"You must give the visions much thought. That is the only way they will make sense."
"Yes," I said standing, "Where is Da'Kar?"
"Oh, he and his father rode out early this morning but I don't know where they went."
"Hmm, I'll be in my chambers then."
"Yes, my child."
~ Merry Christmas! I'm tired now so g'night!
Elven_Song:
Great chapter! That was a good update! ^^ Merry Christmas!
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