"Sulwen, I would like to introduce you to your father," Va'Zar announced.
"I thought. Ah, nothing has made sense since I got here," I screamed.
"He's hurt. A wound that will never heal thanks to your mother," Azale said.
"Oh, I didn't know," I cried falling to the floor. He did look somewhat like my "ghost" father.
"Daughter, she said you had died," he groaned.
"I..I don't," i searched for something to say. I didn't want to defend my mother but a part of me remembered how she had been before I was stolen by my aunt. I couldn't remember anything of him.
"I am Ca'Var," he said extending a hand.
"It is nice to meet you. I just don't know what to say."
"I understand."
"Sulwen, remember the fog," Azale said stepping forward.
"The fog," I questioned and then it hit me. The gleaming! He was lost in a fog.
"Go easy," she whispered, squeezing my hand.
"I will," I said and then turned toward my father, "Is there anything you would like?"
"I only want to get to know you," he answered.
"You are her husband?"
"Yes, I am."
"Tis good. She is pregnant. That will infuriate her mother."
"How so?"
"None of her children are suppossed to be able to bear seed until she is dead."
"Does Sulwen know this?"
"No, I haven't had a chance to tell her yet."
"Tell me what," I said coming around the corner, even though I knew. Castles are such great places for eavesdropping.
"About your mother," my father said and explained anything.
"I wonder how I could get pregnant then," I asked.
"I think you are more powerful than your mother realizes."
"I don't know," I said shrugging off the thought.
"You are the hope of this Isle, Sulwen," Da'Kar said.
"I know. At least I think I know."
"It will all be revealed soon enough," my father said.
"I think I should go," Ca'Var said to Da'Kar.
"You can't," I said, "You just got here."
"I know but she can track me," he said.
"I see."
"I have a place where I can hide out. It's on the other side of the great stones. I have friends there."
"Alright," I said but I didn't want him to go.
"I will miss you," he said giving me a brief hug.
"I will miss you also," I said. Even if I've only known you a few days, I thought.
I walked with him outside and gave him another hug at the gate. When he stiffened I knew something was wrong.
"She has found me," he shouted and ran for the gate.
"Don't go," I pleaded.
"I have to. If she finds out about your baby then all is lost," he said and fled into the night.
She will not find out until it is too late, I thought. I promised myself this. She would get everything she deserved. Everything!
