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Sle'nel’ until the moon began to give way to the end of its moment; holding her while Sle'nel’ slept, finally at peace.
Never far from The High Queen's side, Ann'wn came and looked upon the sleeping Sle'nel'. Without a word between them, Ann'wn carefully, but with barely a strain, picked up Sle'nel’ and carried her to The High Queen's bed. The High Queen walked quietly beside Ann'wn, grateful, gently touching Ann'wn's arm. When they had arrived, Ann'wn placed Sle'nel’ softly down upon the bed, looked at her, and gave her a kiss upon her forehead. She turned to her Queen, nodded only briefly, then left. The High Queen removed some of Sle'nel's outer garments, covered her, then slipped into the bed beside her. She gave Sle'nel’ a quiet kiss on her cheek and held her close. Ann'wn lay down outside the door, quietly guarding them, covering herself with her own cloak.
* * * *
The morn was uninterrupted for them. San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ woke at the end of the morn, at early midturn, rising quietly, letting her Elfin Faiere rest. She hadn't changed from the eve, and decided it could wait until Sle'nel’ rose. Leaving her well-worn clothes on, she went out to the porch to sit and reflect on all the conversations. Opening the door softly, she saw Ann'wn sleeping on the doorstep. She sat quietly in one of the chairs, watching the turn pass through its moments. Her heart was heavy for Sle'nel', but knew she would get through this as she did with everything else. San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ thought of how difficult it must be to learn of all this in what seemed such a short moment. She had many surprises throughout her own life, but not as many as this in such a short span.
With the quiet moments before her, she slowly sifted through all the deception she had so recently learned of, trying to make sense of it. She carefully examined each statement she had heard, and tried to piece all the parts together.
I hold a Sacred Vow of returning the Elves, yet had no idea that such a thing was even possible, then we learn that it is Sle'nel's destiny to also do as such.
The Spirit Mothers of the Falls hid her away so that such would not occur. Why?
And who is Sle'nel's mother. It surely must be the Master .
Ann'wn woke, startled to see her Queen sitting so near to her. She jumped up, half asleep, then knelt, “My Queen. Forgive me. I knew not that you were here."
The High Queen, deep into her own reflections, had forgotten about Ann'wn. She motioned to the chair beside her, speaking softly, “Sit. We are where we cannot be harmed so you also can be at peace for a few turns. Rest while here, My Ann'wn."
"My Queen. It be not my place to sit beside a Queen."
Frustrated, she replied, “Then remain close and sit in some fashion that pleases you."
Ann'wn crouched close to her queen, relaxing in her own right.
"My Queen?"
San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ looked at Ann'wn, placing a hand softly upon her cheek, “How is it that you have been able to put up with Me for so long as this? Speak freely, Ann'wn. You are well over-due this respect."
"Will she be well, my Queen?"
Surprised, she asked “Sle'nel', is your meaning?” She then smiled, “And what do you think on this?"
"I think her to be the bravest and yet most trusting one I have ever seen. She is far braver than me, and holds back from nothing. Yet she is so gentle and kind. It is almost unreal in our realm."
The High Queen laughed very lightly, “You speak truth, and I hadn't yet thought of this. You are correct. She faces everything straight on, with her heart wide open. Such were the Elfin Faeries."
"Even in her anger she is sorry for feeling it, as last turn prior when she was overly angry at the Old One."
"It is her nature, Force Leader. She truly is of the Elfin Faeries in this. I should have seen it much sooner.” She thought once more on the possibility of Sle'nel's Elfin Mother, I wonder. Could it be that Ise—
But Ann'wn interrupted her thoughts, “I have seen
Never far from The High Queen's side, Ann'wn came and looked upon the sleeping Sle'nel'. Without a word between them, Ann'wn carefully, but with barely a strain, picked up Sle'nel’ and carried her to The High Queen's bed. The High Queen walked quietly beside Ann'wn, grateful, gently touching Ann'wn's arm. When they had arrived, Ann'wn placed Sle'nel’ softly down upon the bed, looked at her, and gave her a kiss upon her forehead. She turned to her Queen, nodded only briefly, then left. The High Queen removed some of Sle'nel's outer garments, covered her, then slipped into the bed beside her. She gave Sle'nel’ a quiet kiss on her cheek and held her close. Ann'wn lay down outside the door, quietly guarding them, covering herself with her own cloak.
* * * *
The morn was uninterrupted for them. San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ woke at the end of the morn, at early midturn, rising quietly, letting her Elfin Faiere rest. She hadn't changed from the eve, and decided it could wait until Sle'nel’ rose. Leaving her well-worn clothes on, she went out to the porch to sit and reflect on all the conversations. Opening the door softly, she saw Ann'wn sleeping on the doorstep. She sat quietly in one of the chairs, watching the turn pass through its moments. Her heart was heavy for Sle'nel', but knew she would get through this as she did with everything else. San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ thought of how difficult it must be to learn of all this in what seemed such a short moment. She had many surprises throughout her own life, but not as many as this in such a short span.
With the quiet moments before her, she slowly sifted through all the deception she had so recently learned of, trying to make sense of it. She carefully examined each statement she had heard, and tried to piece all the parts together.
I hold a Sacred Vow of returning the Elves, yet had no idea that such a thing was even possible, then we learn that it is Sle'nel's destiny to also do as such.
The Spirit Mothers of the Falls hid her away so that such would not occur. Why?
And who is Sle'nel's mother. It surely must be the Master .
Ann'wn woke, startled to see her Queen sitting so near to her. She jumped up, half asleep, then knelt, “My Queen. Forgive me. I knew not that you were here."
The High Queen, deep into her own reflections, had forgotten about Ann'wn. She motioned to the chair beside her, speaking softly, “Sit. We are where we cannot be harmed so you also can be at peace for a few turns. Rest while here, My Ann'wn."
"My Queen. It be not my place to sit beside a Queen."
Frustrated, she replied, “Then remain close and sit in some fashion that pleases you."
Ann'wn crouched close to her queen, relaxing in her own right.
"My Queen?"
San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ looked at Ann'wn, placing a hand softly upon her cheek, “How is it that you have been able to put up with Me for so long as this? Speak freely, Ann'wn. You are well over-due this respect."
"Will she be well, my Queen?"
Surprised, she asked “Sle'nel', is your meaning?” She then smiled, “And what do you think on this?"
"I think her to be the bravest and yet most trusting one I have ever seen. She is far braver than me, and holds back from nothing. Yet she is so gentle and kind. It is almost unreal in our realm."
The High Queen laughed very lightly, “You speak truth, and I hadn't yet thought of this. You are correct. She faces everything straight on, with her heart wide open. Such were the Elfin Faeries."
"Even in her anger she is sorry for feeling it, as last turn prior when she was overly angry at the Old One."
"It is her nature, Force Leader. She truly is of the Elfin Faeries in this. I should have seen it much sooner.” She thought once more on the possibility of Sle'nel's Elfin Mother, I wonder. Could it be that Ise—
But Ann'wn interrupted her thoughts, “I have seen
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