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This life again The waters
I stand next to the lake, keeping an eye out just in case. The kelpies prance around in the waters, disappearing and reappearing in a different spot. My bracelet's chain sticks straight up, the clasp tickling my palm. I'd been on edge since Mason's arrival, and the fact that he had a truce with the Fae didn't help. So instead of cowering into fear, I'd practice summoning kelpies in any type of water, not just the lake. I asked Quill if he'd place a huge fountain in the common area of the castle just in case. He'd agreed, noticing that I was more strained than anything. "Do you want to go back home?" he asked, and I shook my head, sending out a message to my father to pull out all trade and businesses he had with Mason. And to send a servant out here with more of my clothes, and boots, because I was going to spend more days here. I knew Mason feared my father more than he feared me; my father could hold his own in Ovylian, but I was determined to keep Quill and hi
Last Updated : 2023-04-05This life again Decisions
Quill looked at me as if I had asked him to behead a baby chick. His hands were placed on my cheek, and though I should have pulled away, I leaned into his caress, closing my eyes. I got my answer from that motion, and Quill kissed my temple as he pulled me along with him. "Where are we going?" I asked him, but he said nothing as we went back into his estate, and he pulled me along into our shared room. Slipping off his tunic and pants, he stood there half naked and pulled me to him. At first, I was stiff, not sure how far this was going to go. But Quill simply took off my dress carefully and undid my corset, letting it drop to the ground. The pins and ribbon in my hair were pulled along with the dress, my hair half loose, and half free. I was nude yet only wearing my underwear, and as Quill worked out my hair to be loose, I shielded my body from him, feeling shy. Quill made no move to pry my arms downward, walking to the closet and
Last Updated : 2023-04-07This life again Gone
After Quill's short tour, due to him being needed by someone he had called into his office, and then him going off to speak to them, I'm back next to the lake, concentrating hard on the way the kelpies dive down in the waters, then reappear. I use raw meat to entice them, the smell of blood catching their attention. More than once, the kelpie tries to take my bracelet. I don't scold them for their nature; they're tied to me because of the bridle I managed to catch. My reflexes from moving my hand away have also improved, and I take great care to ensure that the chain never slips off by accident. Someone behind me clears their throat, and when I turn, Cersei is there, a blank expression on her face. "Your betrothed wishes for you to clean up and have supper with him. It will just be the two of you in the great hall." she says, and I nod, wiping sweat off my brow. Today, Cersei has her hair pinned up in a small bun, wearing a long overcoat gray blue overc
Last Updated : 2023-04-07This life again The Magician
I'm not bundled up like I first was when we leave New Puerto. I wear my favorite soft fleece gown that's a soft blue color with Ovylian's crest on the side of my chest. A deep purple shawl with a hood is placed over my shoulders, and the maids have made my hair into its usual braid, blue pins in my hair. Quill wears his classic black button up with a white tunic underneath, wearing blue pants, and black polished shoes. "You have a very subdued style." I comment on his attire. "I'd rather you be the one to outshine me." he replies, cupping my face as he places a kiss on my cheek. Of course, that tiny gesture sends my face in flames. At that moment, the maids walk in, letting us know the carriage is here to take us on our journey. Since the knights and squires arrived not too long ago, Quill thought it would be best to take Lip too. Just in case, of course. I don't want to take my kelpie's bridle with me as Ovylian is magicked to keep kelpies out of
Last Updated : 2023-04-12This life again Place unknown
I must have fallen asleep longer than I thought, because as Quill is gently shaking me awake, I feel even more tired than before. The carriage has stopped in front of my home, and Lip has already left, leaving the door opened for Quill and me. Quill gets out first, frowning a bit, but helps me out, nonetheless. "Strange, there's no greeter." he says, setting me down on the grass. I look to see that he's right; not only was there no greeter, but no anyone for that matter. The gardens were empty, the guards that usually were posted in the front missing. "How peculiar." I say, leaving my shawl in the carriage. Lip frowns as he pulls out aragonite, the crystal pulsing quickly. "There are people around, and they're inside." "Perhaps father has business to attend to, or more than likely, he's not expecting us." I say, trying to sound surer than I feel. Quill walks ahead of me, and I notice that Lip follows close behind me, both of them looking
Last Updated : 2023-04-12This life again Alone
I sit on the ground, still in shock, as Quill and Lip quietly discuss something to each other. I don't bother to listen in, my hands in my lap, the useless bracelet on my wrist a reminder that I'm just as worthless. My eyes ache from having wept so many tears. I'm pretty sure my maids would be chiding me if they saw what state I'm in. My father would try to cheer me up, and my brother would make me laugh until the tears of sorrow turned tears of laughter. I wonder where they are, I think to myself. I wonder if they're okay. Another tear drop lands on the top of my hand, a sudden glint catching my attention. Turning around, I realize that Lip and Quill have disappeared; Death stands there, his hands in his pockets, eyes curious. "How are you here?" I ask him, and he gives me a small smile, before sitting next to me. "You exhausted yourself from crying." was his answer, and then silence came over the both of us. "Why are you here then?" I ask, clasping my hands together on m
Last Updated : 2023-04-13This life again New arrivals
I'm walking out of my father's office, followed by Quill, as we head over to the training area. He's lost in thought, and so am I, as my brain continues to search for Isadora's whereabouts. I've sent word to one of my father's allies, a elderly wizard, and his apprentice that are very strong in magick. I have high hopes they'll make the trip to Ovylian, and be able to assist more with tracking down my father and brother. Since disappearing with my family, Mason hasn't made an appearance. Or the Fae, and I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing at this point. What is he doing to them?, I wonder, knots in my stomach. "You're going to split your nail if you continue to bite it like that." Quill says, pulling me out of my head. "Sorry." I respond on a reflex, chiding myself. "It's alright." he says, hugging me to his body. I feel stiff against him, but as he continues to hug me, my body relaxes, and my eyes are wanting to burn with tears again. Stop crying, I th
Last Updated : 2023-04-13This life again The pursuit
They both take really fast steps away from me, and I'm half walking half jogging to keep up. "What's the problem though? I only asked if Lip could teach me to further wield my magick capabilities." I said, Quill stopping as he turned to look at me, and then glare at Lip. A sudden thought hit me then, and I stared at Quill, crossing my arms over my chest. "Lip knew about me possibly having magick, and you kept him from telling me, huh?" I told Quill, feeling my anger rise up again. Quill didn't meet my gaze, though I could see it written plainly on his face. He had known, and he had ordered Lip to keep quiet about it. The fact that Lip had gone against his alpha's orders, and still told me meant that he had wanted me to know, and Quill had wanted me to stay oblivious. "What is wrong with you?" I whispered to Quill. "I could be I could have done something! And you just wanted me to stay what? Worthless? Weak?" I asked, feeling my voice raise up. "Look, no. I wanted you t
Last Updated : 2023-04-14
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This life again High count
When I walk in, Death is going through some scrolls, and he's frowning. This is the first time I've seen him like this, and when he looks up at me, his mind seems miles from where I am. "Hello Cecilia." he says, and I glance at him, curiously. "What are you doing?" I ask him, and he waves his arm around, a shiny desk appearing behind him as he places the many scrolls on his desk, careful not to let them fall. "I didn't want to worry you, but it seems like the amount of deaths have been going on an all time high. At first, I didn't know if there was a plague that was slowly taking over the kingdoms, and lands alike, but as I really read through the scrolls, their causes of death were anything but unnatural." he said, and he pinched his nose bridge, as if lessening a headache. "Might I take a look?" I asked, and he shook his head, placing a hand over the scrolls. "Even if you weren't mortal, I couldn't let you look at these. These aren't just the now deaths, these are also
This life again Impasse
The tension stays long after Queen Calandra and Lucios are gone. I run to catch up to the others, noticing that Xolo, and Lip stand outside of the gates, keeping their gazes focused on the woods, and the area where Mason and the others had popped up. Quill must have ordered them to stand guard, I think to myself, running inside of the estate. I'm not surprised that they're crowded in my father's office as they're busy not only determining Mason's punishment, but they're also trying to figure out how to go about the threat that the Unseelie King poses. From the panicked look of Queen Calandra, and Lucios, the Unseelie King is not one you want as an enemy. As I try to step in, my father turns to me, a distracted look on his face. Everyone continues on with their discussion, and he walks towards me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Daughter, I'm probably going to send you off to the Aztec Isles if this goes wrong." he says, rubbing his forehead with his hand. He looks stressed,
This life again Dark truths
Mason laughs, but he lays on the ground, staring at the ceiling. He says nothing, and I want to shake him, or hit him. "What does the Remmadon Kingdom have planned?" I ask, impatience coloring my tone. Mason notices, and he smiles, showing off his teeth. I notice that there's a dent in some of them, and I remember Quill telling me that my power had melted some of them off. "I'll only give you this information if you get your father to reduce my sentencing." Mason replies, and I run a hand through my hair in exasperation. "I can't believe I'm making deals with a madman." I say, and Mason laughs. "It's only fair to trade; you have something I want, and I have something you need." he replies. Instead of saying anything else, I turn on my heel, and walk off, Mason starting to sing. I know he's forcing himself to be calm and playful, but I can hear the fear, and terror he's trying to suppress. As I walk back up the steps, my father meets me halfway. He freezes, Quill, and Lip o
This life again Mason's arrival
Quill insists I stay inside the castle to watch over Isadora in case it gets bad. I huff at him, but ignore him, following him and his three other packmates outside the gates. The guards are helping each other up from the grass, one guard having to be propped up against the other one, as his leg is twisted in an odd angle. And though I want to help heal him, I see three figures step closer to us, Mason in the center. Mason looks different; his skin resembles more of himself instead of Fae, the whites of his eyes back to white. Though the ends of his hair is the only thing discolored, even the madness in his eyes has ceased. Whatever Mason has done to break the addiction that he had with the Fae fruit, it worked. But yet he continues to work with them, as two Fae knights flank either side of him. Mason is staring at Quill, then eyeing Cersei, Lip, and Xolo. When his eyes land on me, they become hard, a cold gaze taking over his expression. "Of course, Lady Cecilia would be ou
This life again The birth and other dangerous matters
When we get there, Isadora's bedroom door is already opened, and Alder is running out, his face green as if he wants to vomit. He carries out a metal bucket and says naught as he disappears around the corner. I can hear Isadora letting out some cries, Lockhart trying to assure her. There's a midwife blotting sweat from Isadora's temple, and she holds her hand as she tries to comfort her. The blankets are all but stripped from Isadora, and her giant stomach is in upheaval, moving around. It looks so unnatural, for a moment I think that maybe Isadora bedded a demon instead of a Fae. Stars, if it keeps moving like that, it'll crush her ribs. Lockhart notices me, and he motions for me to stand next to him. I do as he says, and he motions for me to pour the different colored liquids into a vial, stirring them. "It's a numbing elixir. It'll help Isadora combat the pain of this...birth." he explains, and then he faces her as the light shines from his hands once more, leaving and th
This life again Complications
We step out the room together, Quill wearing a gray tunic, and long blue pants. He wears his boots that are a little scuffed up. Despite his casual attire, he's smoothed his wild mane of a hair. Despite what he says, I decided to wear a simple blue gown, and since my body is mostly healed, I'm able to wear a top underneath. Wearing matching blue shoes that are flat with no heels, I feel better than I have in days. I place a hand on my hair, still a little self-conscious at the length of it. Quill notices, kissing the top of that hand. "I assure you, my dear, you look beautiful." he says. I want to tell him that that's not what I'm worried about, but then a servant rushes by, carrying small towels, and a bucket of water. At my confused look, and Quill's concerned one, we follow after. I realize the direction that he's going is where Isadora's being kept at. Alarmed, I run after the servant, Alder standing outside her door, wringing his hands. "My lady, it's serious. It's
This life again A talk with Death
I know where I'm at when I open my eyes. Death is already waiting for me, a wary look in his eyes. "Oh good. You're back to normal." he says relieved, and I'm confused before I remembered that I tried to dance with him. "Yeah, I wanted to apologize for that. I think that had something to do with the fact that the wolf that bit me is addicted to Fae fruit." I explained, and Death nodded. "Yeah, I figured. Mason's lifeline is a mess. It's coming undone slowly but quickly. If I didn't know better, he's dead but that addiction is making his corpse walk around in the living." Death replied. "About that...what can you tell me about him?" I asked, leaning into what Death had to say. He sighed, materializing two seats for the both of us, as he sits in one, and I in the other. "This whole Fae fruit thing is making him spiral out of control. He has my opposite on edge, and at some point, his heart has stopped twice from him continuing to shovel down that garbage. From what I gathere
This life again Discussions
"You've spoken with her?" he asks, and he actually sounds relieved. "Of course. I overheard you and my father talking about the plans you have for her." I said, confused at her tone. "I wanted you to know. Your father wanted to keep this as a secret from you. So, when we were speaking about it, I made sure you were there to hear what was going on." he explained, running a hand through his hair. Seeing his expression, and body language, I decide to believe him. "So, what are you going to do with her? She's too big and frail to even be moved." "Lockhart's been trying to heal her. That's why he's not here right now. And he finds it suspicious that a werewolf pregnancy like this could cause so much damage." Quill explains, and I freeze in my seat. "What do you mean?" I asked carefully. Instead of answering my question, Quill leads me off to a less crowded part of the dining room area, pulling a seat to sit across from me. "Lockhart explained that when humans decide to pai
This life again Talking with the "hostage"
I frown at the sound of that and start to wheel off. My chair makes me feel slow though, and I decide to leave it in the hallway instead, struggling to my feet. My legs shout at me to sit back down, my feet crying. But after a few forced steps, I'm able to half limp half walk to the rooms. I know exactly where Isadora is being kept at; in the furthest rooms of the house, all the way on the east wing. It's barely used, as it was a hindrance to leave and visit the estate. My feet move awkwardly but surely in that direction, waving off the concerned and shocked faces of passing by servants and maids. When I finally see the hallway, I listen in for any servants or anyone really. Leaning against the wall for support, I start to run faster. There are four doors, each cleaned and changed in case visitors, or extended family come for a visit. I look at the under of the cracks of the doors for candlelight, seeing the one in the center with just a faint light. It's locked from the
