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The Queens' Convergence
When the connection was made, she had been reading a novel in bed, and the sorceress glanced at the clock on the wall across the room; if anyone else attempted to reach out that late, they would have been directed to her personal message board, however, the one on the other end was her youngest daughter, and she always took time for her children.
"Gretchen Rose, this had better be important. Chile, don't you know what time of day it is?" Jasmine asked when she connected.
"Mamma, I apologize, I am very aware of the hour in which it currently is, and you know I would never connect with you this late if the problem I was having was not emergent," the queen told her mother.
"Oh, I do know you wouldn't do that, and you just made me start worryin', so out with it. Tell me why you've chosen now to connect," the magix elder replied.
"I think this news should be shared face-to-face, so come to where I am, please," she requested.
"Gretchen, if I knew where you were I'd have been on the way by now, but I don't.Therefore, you're gonna need to tell me where you are," her mother replied.
"I'm visiting with your friend, Oracle," she said.
"Okay, let me put some clothes on, and I will be there," the sorceress said.
After changing from her pajamas into more suitable attire, the magix elder spoke the words of an ancient spell, and disappeared from the room. Hurtling through space and time at a rate of speed unbeknownst to any other living being was not something that she enjoyed, but it had been necessary under the circumstances; each utilization of the craft took off untold amounts of years from her life, and though she had already lived a few centuries, the idea of lessening those days caused tears to fall.
Within the count of two heartbeats, she stood in front of Oracle's house, and her right hand lazily dried the wetness from her cheeks; before she could lift the left one to knock, movement could be heard from inside, and then the door came open. Standing there was her longtime friend, Oracle, the soothsayer, and she was permitted entry. Jasmine waited for her friend to re-lock and re-chain the door, security had been a high priority in the seer's life, and she knew the sorceress would not walk away until she was through. Both elves smiled at and hugged each other as they spoke their native tongue, and they went into the main sitting room across the way.
Gretchen and Lernyr stood to show respect for the females coming their way, the queen hugged her mother, and she wiped the moisture from her cheeks; knowing that she was in the presence of three of the most powerful magix beings, created a sense of security she'd missed for some time, and she was capable of relaxing.
“The reason you have been summoned here is because while attempting to help our royal highness with her issue, I received a vision, and we both insisted you hear what it reads for yourself," Oracle explained.
“Sure, I’d love to take on another challenge,” the sorceress said.
“When I’d fully recovered from the reception process, I wrote down what I was told, and this is what my note reads: ‘Aryllion, Lord of the Underworld, Destroyer of All Things Good, will walk among you by year's end’, and after hearing my interpretation of the message, getting you here was our next best option,” the soothsayer told her friend.
“The Legend of Aryllion is true, just like I thought. I am so glad Nerville and I prepared for this," the sorceress said.
“Mother, you said as though you’re happy for this revelation. Are you ill?” Gretchen asked.
“No, it just feels good to know I was right. Now, what are we gonna do about Lord Aryllion?" Jasmine replied.
“You're taking this news better than I thought you would," the queen replied.
“Well, I’m not sure how it is you think I’m supposed to be handling it, but if you were expecting me to fall apart, it’s not happenin’. I mean, I’ve never been a wallflower or shrinking violet, but if having to fight for our home is what I have to do, then so be it. I mean, if you remember correctly, I was the one who introduced Ecko to Master Fujiri, and I was capable of doing that, because I knew him from my days of studying martial arts. Now stop acting like I’m a sensitive little twit, and help me contact your sisters,” Jasmine said.
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"Gretchen Rose, this had better be important. Chile, don't you know what time of day it is?" Jasmine asked when she connected.
"Mamma, I apologize, I am very aware of the hour in which it currently is, and you know I would never connect with you this late if the problem I was having was not emergent," the queen told her mother.
"Oh, I do know you wouldn't do that, and you just made me start worryin', so out with it. Tell me why you've chosen now to connect," the magix elder replied.
"I think this news should be shared face-to-face, so come to where I am, please," she requested.
"Gretchen, if I knew where you were I'd have been on the way by now, but I don't.Therefore, you're gonna need to tell me where you are," her mother replied.
"I'm visiting with your friend, Oracle," she said.
"Okay, let me put some clothes on, and I will be there," the sorceress said.
After changing from her pajamas into more suitable attire, the magix elder spoke the words of an ancient spell, and disappeared from the room. Hurtling through space and time at a rate of speed unbeknownst to any other living being was not something that she enjoyed, but it had been necessary under the circumstances; each utilization of the craft took off untold amounts of years from her life, and though she had already lived a few centuries, the idea of lessening those days caused tears to fall.
Within the count of two heartbeats, she stood in front of Oracle's house, and her right hand lazily dried the wetness from her cheeks; before she could lift the left one to knock, movement could be heard from inside, and then the door came open. Standing there was her longtime friend, Oracle, the soothsayer, and she was permitted entry. Jasmine waited for her friend to re-lock and re-chain the door, security had been a high priority in the seer's life, and she knew the sorceress would not walk away until she was through. Both elves smiled at and hugged each other as they spoke their native tongue, and they went into the main sitting room across the way.
Gretchen and Lernyr stood to show respect for the females coming their way, the queen hugged her mother, and she wiped the moisture from her cheeks; knowing that she was in the presence of three of the most powerful magix beings, created a sense of security she'd missed for some time, and she was capable of relaxing.
“The reason you have been summoned here is because while attempting to help our royal highness with her issue, I received a vision, and we both insisted you hear what it reads for yourself," Oracle explained.
“Sure, I’d love to take on another challenge,” the sorceress said.
“When I’d fully recovered from the reception process, I wrote down what I was told, and this is what my note reads: ‘Aryllion, Lord of the Underworld, Destroyer of All Things Good, will walk among you by year's end’, and after hearing my interpretation of the message, getting you here was our next best option,” the soothsayer told her friend.
“The Legend of Aryllion is true, just like I thought. I am so glad Nerville and I prepared for this," the sorceress said.
“Mother, you said as though you’re happy for this revelation. Are you ill?” Gretchen asked.
“No, it just feels good to know I was right. Now, what are we gonna do about Lord Aryllion?" Jasmine replied.
“You're taking this news better than I thought you would," the queen replied.
“Well, I’m not sure how it is you think I’m supposed to be handling it, but if you were expecting me to fall apart, it’s not happenin’. I mean, I’ve never been a wallflower or shrinking violet, but if having to fight for our home is what I have to do, then so be it. I mean, if you remember correctly, I was the one who introduced Ecko to Master Fujiri, and I was capable of doing that, because I knew him from my days of studying martial arts. Now stop acting like I’m a sensitive little twit, and help me contact your sisters,” Jasmine said.
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