The storm still roared throughout the night and into the morning hours. Niamh watched the rain run down the etched glass of her balcony doors as she prepared for the day. Her thoughts dwelled on the poor elves with the King out in this weather.Moidrin came in with an expression of one forced to take the bitterest of medicine. Niamh looked at her questioningly."You are requested to be at the council meeting this morning," Moidrin said in a level voice. "We need to get you dressed before Boru arrives."Niamh loved the flowers, "Boru?"Maeval smiled and nodded, "Roedrian Boru. He is on the council, and if I may say, one of the more open-minded members.""Oh, yes," Niamh nodded, remembering the elf in the red robe from her wedding day. With a heavy sigh, the future Elven queen pulled herself away from the windows.Boru arrived at the Queen's door a few minutes later and escorted Niamh to the council chambers where six, tall, slender elflords in long, dark robes, sat stone-faced around
For a moment, Niamh didn't think she heard correctly. She shook her head, tilting her pointed ears towards the exhausted general. "What do you mean, you don't know?" she asked. A tingling of fear began to rise in her heart.She followed General Konny into the hall."His horse went down in the heat of battle and I did not see him rise," General Konnyr wiped dark, thick mud off his scar. "We've been looking for his body for three days."Niamh's mouth dropped open. They lost King Lorcan. Her husband was gone."How do you lose a body? How do you lose a King?" She could barely breathe. "I strongly recommend you look harder.""My Lady, he's gone. Lost." The general stopped and looked at her sharply. "As I said, we have looked for three days."He turned his back and continued to walk away.Niamh clenched her fists, "You will go back and look again. A body doesn't just disappear. If you can't find him, he may still be alive."The general looked skeptical, "My Lady.... I have been in more bat
The young queen felt her hands grow cold."We lost?" Council member Pelleas Wynbalar blinked his ice-blue eyes in disbelief.Not a breath was heard as the knowledge of the King's devastating defeat sank in. A hundred scenarios began playing through Niamh's head. She was so fresh to this world, so new to being a queen, Niamh knew her life was in danger. She closed her eyes briefly to calm her mind. Trajyr asked darkly, "How long do I have?" "You will be expecting the exiled Lord Dafiel Beluar, and he will be here within the hour," Roedrian Boru was walking towards the queen and captain."We must prepare!" the general said.Instantly, General Konnyr and Captain Aengus leaped into action, charging down the hall. The General began bellowing orders."Our army is exhausted," Konnyr shook his head and growled loudly at the captain. "We don't have the strength to protect her.""General!" Aengus growled back. "We must. You still have a duty!"Niamh finally commanded loudly, "Let him come."Th
"The Queen?"Lord Beluar looked apologetically confused."I am the Queen," Niamh repeated. "Although I have only been Queen for four days. King Lorcan and I were married the day before he left to take care of… this dispute.""I am here to speak with the King," Lord Beluar interrupted, raising a hand to pause the conversation. "I have no reason to speak with his Queen.""You will have to speak with this one," General Konnyr snapped. "The King is dead."Beluar looked from general to queen."He is missing," Niamh corrected, giving the general a firm look."Explain… missing," the victorious elford frowned.Konnyr answered after looking for affirmation from the Queen, "The King was seen in battle, but now is nowhere to be found… alive or dead.""Have you taken him prisoner?" Niamh asked. "I will negotiate for his release.""What happened to Lorcan?" whispered Lord Beluar to his general in a sincere tone. "Where is he?"Beluar's general frowned nervously, "We didn't capture him… we don't hav
The Elven captain practically pulled the Queen out of her bed, dragging her, unshod and in her flowing nightgown, into the dark hall. The yells of anger and disbelief could be heard over the clashing of swords and scuffles.At the far end of the hall, the faint, flickering light of approaching torches appeared. Niamh heard Captain Aengus inhale sharply and pull her towards the darkness of the other direction. They took shelter behind a pillar by the stairwell."What's going on, Captain!" Niamh hissed. The elven captain threw a moss-colored cloak over the queen's head."You've been betrayed," Aengus explained in a breath. Naimh stopped, her blood ran cold.Snatching her hand from the Captain's grip, she gasped, "Who… by who?""General Konnyr," Roedrian Boru appeared from the darkness of the stairs. "The king was right after all.""What?" Niamh asked, her voice barely a whisper."Not now," Captain Aengus said, his head constantly moving. "We need to get her out of here."Suddenly foots
For a moment, Niamh could only breathe. She closed her eyes for a moment to collect herself before she answered."We had such a grand time," Niamh smiled faintly.Lord Beluar frowned and dismounted. He kneeled beside Aengus and Boru and took in the Queen's condition. He signaled to one of his elves and sent him to get a small carriage to retrieve his guest. Fergal voiced his displeasure regarding his bundling and stretched his wings joyfully when Boru released him. The falcon took to the sky. For a moment, the group watched in silence, the only sound was the distant rushing water. "Why are you here, Queen Niamh?" Beluar asked pointedly. "What brings my newest ally to my secluded woods by the rivers?""General Konnyr betrayed me," Niamh finally managed. She swallowed, letting the knowledge settle and trying not to lose control of the rage that was simmering deep down. Captain Aengus and Boru got me out of the Palace without one scratch."Beluar's gaze went quickly to Niamh's riding w
The aches and pains of her previous riding were forgotten with this unwelcome knowledge. "Do you know where he went? How long has he been gone? Can we follow him?" Niamh stormed stiffly into the palace, where she was greeted by a jubilant Maeval and Moidrin.Niamh's rage was softened at the sight of her handmaidens."Oh my precious friends," She said as she embraced them together. "So brave, you were so very brave.""It was nothing," Moidrin smiled. "We had a rather brilliant time leading those traitors on a wild chase.""It was hardly nothing," Boru bowed to his queen. "These two elfmaidens kept most of the insurgents confused for most of the night."Naimh looked at her handmaidens warmly, "You will both be rewarded. For now. You have my deepest, most gracious thanks. That goes for all of you."A loud cheer rang out in the Palace's Great Hall. "Now," Niamh said grimly. "Let's hunt General Konnyr. Maeval elbowed Moidrin, and motioned to the Queen.Niamh noticed, "What is it, Moidrin
Niamh dismounted as Lord Beluar and General Aengus charged forward."No, my Queen," Aengus pointed back towards the horses. "Stay there."Niamh rolled her eyes and followed. The moment she pushed open the door, Niamh realized her general may have been right. Countless faces turned her way as the door shut behind her. The only sound was the scuffling of both Beluar and Aengus as they subdued the Elf in the general's cloak. General Aengus rolled the cloaked elflord over, and everything became still. With a sinking heart, Niamh heard Aengus say, "It's not Konnyr.""Where did you get this cloak?"Aengus demanded quietly.They released the Elf and helped him up. The Elf rubbed a shoulder and shook his head, "I got it from an elflord in the middle of the night, he traded it for some food.""Did he give his name? Do you know which way he went?" Aengus asked quickly.The elf shook his head with a short laugh, "We all know who he is. He would ride through our struggling village and never loo