Novels by Byun Mae Rin

Margarette’s interment was attended by all her friends and acquaintances since she was old enough to speak. There were many testaments as to her habits, logic, kindness and principles. There were familiar faces like Feucher, Inwë’s father, and the dragons. All the while, Inwë was grieving. Yes, she knew the truth about her family but why did she have to loose one of them? “That’s alright, child.” Her father Albert said. She found his and Estelel’s voice locked up in a box in Ánië’s tower. It was calling to her and released their voices. Every elf in Skeifaiah has a tree of his/her own there. In time, they will be burie

Right at that moment, as they stared back at each other, Ellaine knew that she was and preferred to call herself Inwë. She heard loud grunts of men, clash of swords, explosion of spells, and shouts of pain. The war was she against the Dark Child, the Lenriad troops against the poisonous Noimstre and the Leprechauns, and Margarette with the dragons against Murdathes—a pretty tight match. Inwë guarded her thoughts and closed her mind. She prevented too much of eye movement. That way, Ánië won’t be able to read her thoughts.At the same time, she did all ways possible to read her opponent’s next move. Her psyche travelled out of her conscience and into Ánië’s mind. Several times, she was effectively blocked. But in the end..Right.She quickly grabbed a sword from the ground and deflected Ánië’s attack to her right.“C

“He’s right there!” Margarette pointed at a lone archer’s tower at the end of Elsinore. They ran to the foot of the tower and climbed a wooden ladder. At the top of the tower was Caeruleus, lying on the cold floor dirty and wounded. “Caeruleus!” Ellaine rushed to his aid. She put the lid of her vial near his lips and let him drink. “What happened to you?” “The Murdathes, she tortured me.” He coughed weakly. “Don’t exhaust yourself.” Ellaine said. She instructed Finrod to help her lift Caeruleus. “We already have one of the fragments. Just another one left and we can steal the other one in the Dark Child’s possession.” “You’v

They flew away from Tranjie without assurance of the success of their cause.Ellaine admitted that her plan back at Tranjie was just a result of nerves. She travelled with anxiousness and doubt that they can do it.“They respect you. They think you are some kind of priestess appointed by the holy Virsathen herself.” Finrod told her.“What about you? What do you think about me?”“I don’t think the Virsathen blessed you as priestess. I have a strong feeling that her intention is different.”Fleetingly, she considered Margarette’s plan of going back to Earth. If only the disturbance in Bronithe didn’t come about, she must’ve been having a long rest on her bed back in Dela Paz.But she had things to do in Lenriad. Travelling by air, they passed by the green pastures of the Shiarre Eugoroa. She also saw the pixie forest, so gloomy and silent.Their next destination was Shasta. Margarette said she felt presence of the Murda

The supposed-to-be joyful celebration of the Bronithe ended up with fear, grief, and rage.The crowd was in much confusion and turmoil. The women were in panic and the men were starting to fight amongst themselves. Everybody was shaken and hope had left them weak and vulnerable.Ellaine looked around her and felt the strong terror provoked by the assault. The peace in Lenriad was completely ruined.“People, let us all calm down and think of a way to survive this.” Queen Aera raised her voice to be heard around Tranjie.“If the Dark Child is anything like the Dark One, fighting him would be like digging our own graves!” A fair tall man from the crowd said. “Everybody knows that Murdathes are slaves of the Dark One! They are now serving his heir!”“I knew it! When the Dark One was defeated and the peace was restored, I knew it wouldn’t last!” The woman beside him wept. “The great Virsathen’s sacrifice was for naught! Let us just hide and pray that t

A blow of horn settled the multitude of creatures in Tranjie. All eyes were on Queen Aera standing near the trunk of the Virsathen. Margarette was calmed down by Finrod and taken to rest at some place. Ellaine stood among the crowds, beside the elf prince at the front row. She kept looking back, searching for Caeruleus and Yntreia. “Can you keep still?” Finrod muttered. “I’m looking for Caeruleus and Yntreia.” “Good folks, tonight, we are once again celebrating the courage and selflessness of an elf woman. This Bronithe..” Ellaine’s mind drifted. She didn’t feel the heavy crowd around her, hear the voice of Queen Aera, or se

“A man trying to understand his woman is like a man traveling a strange land with the wrong map.”To say Fran is busy with work is an understatement. In fact, he is SWAMPED. The meeting of the board of directors back in Mt. Olympus is dangerously near but there is still a lot of work to do. The accomplishment reports of his businesses both in the underworld and in the mortal world still needs to be perfected. Aside from that, he needs to make sure that his businesses will be perfectly taken care of while he is away.“Have you relayed my instructions to the lampads in charge of the businesses in the mortal world?” He asked Charon.“Yes, sir. I have done as you asked.”“Arrange a meeting with Aeacus, Rhadamanthus, and Aeacus later. I want to personally give them instructions while I am away.&rdqu

“The best way to get to know someone is to figure out what the people around that person thinks of him/her.” ANGELIQUE was shocked with Ascalaphus’ revelation. No one told her she had the freedom to leave the underworld. “Think about it, my lady. Ever since you arrived in this mansion, you have not eaten anything grown from the underworld.” She thought back to her meals. During her first breakfast, she was served with fruits, but because she was not used to eating those early in the morning, she left them uneaten and just drank her milk. Afterwards, she was served meat and other usual meals in the mortal world. “Now that you have said it, I remember Rheie saying the ingredients used for my food is imported from the mortal world.” “Even the fruits that were served to you are imported. Even when we have plenty of it here in the orchard.”

“There are two ways to look at life: thinking that things you desire come to you because it was meant to be, and thinking that it comes to you because you have worked hard towards reaching them.” After a few more days of playing Fran’s little assistant, Angelique had become familiar of his work routine. He would always go out of the mansion and head to a meeting in the underworld, in the mortal world regarding his businesses there, or in Olympus to report progress to the great twelve. When he does not have any meetings, he stay in his office to settle paper works that need his opinion or signature. She stared at her reflection in the mirror of her dresser. Fran will be going back from a meeting he had with the three judges of the underworld. It was already late at night. “Madam, looks like the meeting will not be ending soon.” Rheie informed her.

“The little girl asked her grandpa, ‘When did you first knew you loved grandma?’ He answered, ‘When I started slowing downduring walks so I could be beside her.” Angelique stood frozen by the bedside until Fran went back from the walk-in closet. “What are you doing standing there?” he asked. She looked at the cleopatra sofa and thought about asking Fran to sleep there. ‘He might feel uncomfortable on it. He must be used to sleeping in a big, soft bed.’ So she took a pillow and walked to the sofa. “Where are you going?” he asked some more. “You go sleep on the bed. I will be sleeping here on the sofa.” “That is just ridiculous. That sofa is not built for sleeping.” “It is

"People who are usually quiet have the noisiest thoughts."THE NEXT MORNING, Angelique sat alone in the dining room at breakfast.“Where is Hades?”“He had to go out early for a meeting, my lady.” Rheie answered.“A meeting in the underworld this early? I thought work does not start until sunset?”“He attended a meeting with mortals.”“Meeting with mortals? What do you mean?”“Aside from the underworld, the master owns hospitals, funerary parlors, and private cemeteries. This makes it easier to fetch our clients.”“Ohh.. That is quite creepy but strategic.” Angelique was expecting to see him at breakfast and patch things up. “Do you know what time he would be going home?&rdq

"Curiosity kills a stranger and births a friend."AS SOON AS Angelique opened her eyes the next day, Charon was standing at the foot of her bed.“Good morning, Madam. I will step out for a moment as you freshen up.”It was so weird seeing him without his master, “Where is Hades?”He jerked at the mention of the lord’s mortal name. “He had a meeting with other minor deities of the underworld.”He would not even bother seeing her off. Not that Angelique is disappointed not to see him for the last time.She knew that she will be returning to her family. So she decided to wear simple clothes so as not to arouse any unnecessary attention from people.Charon was right outside the master’s bedroom, waiting for her. “Madam, you