Alex had a terminal Cancer diagnosis and thought she would die before she got to be the girl she always was inside. That all changes when she's in the wrong place at the right time and gets transported to another world and into the body of a girl. So what if she's not human, she's alive and a girl. Now if only she had her sister with her to navigate this new world and her new responsibilities. Wait, she's here too? The passage of their souls between worlds may have doomed the Earth to apocalypse, but Alex and Michelle won't be there to see it and they have enough problems on their hands.
 

I had decided to meet with Halan in the throne room. I had a bad feeling about this meeting and thought it wise to have the meeting in a place that would remind him just who was in charge. After finishing our lunch, Jezz and I headed to the throne room, and I sat on the heir’s throne to the right of the Queen’s throne.

My throne was a bit smaller but nearly identical to my mother’s, and both sat on a raised dais and had sizable holes for our tails. Jezz literally hovered above and behind my right shoulder. I hoped that this would make the message clear from the beginning; I wanted no courting.

I would have had to be both blind and stupid not to see that the Countess Nikola planned to use this meeting in an attempt to make her son the next King of Azure, or at the very least to get into my good graces. I was neither, nor was I a simple child to be manipulated. Soon Halan was led inside by one of the palace squires, while guards took their positions outside the doors, ready to come inside if I called. Halan was a tall, muscular Zenin with black fur and hair, probably in his late twenties, though it’s often hard to tell with Zenin. He was also very handsome, and worse yet, he knew it.

It would seem that he planned to stride in and make the young Princess’s heart go all aflutter. Even if I weren’t an empath, I could have seen that he radiated confidence. I was not impressed, especially since he strode into the throne room like he owned the place, or soon would.

I silently groaned as the squire introduced him, but minded my manners when I finally spoke. “Viscount Halan, how nice of you to come. I appreciate you bringing the book; I was fascinated when your mother told me of it. Can I have one of my servants get you some refreshment?” I quickly reminded him of just why he was here and whose home he was in.

“It was my pleasure to call on you, Your Highness. Some wine would be wonderful, would you care to indulge with me?” he asked, flashing me a smile.

I sent the squire off for some wine and shook my head. “Thank you for the offer, but no. I have combat practice after this, and I would prefer a clear head for it.”

The black Zenin nodded and replied, “Of course, Your Highness.” He didn’t seem at all disappointed that his little ploy to get me inebriated had failed. “Perhaps some milk would suit you better then?” It was a subtle insult, meant to refer to me as a child, and perhaps to spur me into trying to prove I wasn’t. I wasn’t going to take the bait.

“Let’s get down to business, Viscount,” I said, deliberately referring to him by title only. “I would like to look at, and perhaps purchase, this book that your mother spoke of. I have no wish to involve myself in the power games of the nobility. If you wish to gain my favor, then you would be best served by giving me what I want.”

Halan stepped onto the dais and knelt before me, handing me an old leather-bound book with pages yellowed by the passage of time. “Please, Your Highness, consider this a gift from my family.”

His hand lingered too long on mine, and I caught a familiar scent that I couldn’t quite place. I tried to put it out of my mind as I opened the book to look inside. It appeared to be a journal of sorts, the pages were handwritten, and the entries were dated in the seventeenth century and signed by someone named James O’Donnell. After taking a brief look through it, to confirm that it was indeed written by someone from Earth, I placed the book in my lap and smiled. “Thank you, Viscount, I am very pleased. This should make for a very interesting read.”

“Please, call me Halan, and it is my pleasure to give you pleasure, Your Highness,” he said with a smile.

He had such a nice smile, it made me feel warm all over. I felt a warmth building in my groin and could feel my nipples hardening underneath my clothes. My throat was suddenly dry, and I thought that maybe a drink of some sort would be a good idea, nothing alcoholic though, since I needed to think clearly through this meeting in case he tried to pull something. Why would he try something? He already had my favor by giving me the book, and his hand felt so nice as it slowly caressed my own, causing shivers of pleasure.

Michelle’s voice slipped into my mind. ~Are you and Jezz fooling around again? I thought that you were supposed to be in a meeting.~

~Of course not,~ I answered her as I giggled. ~I’m meeting with Halan right now.~

~Halan, is it? I thought that you planned to keep this meeting all business, in case he tried something,~ she replied.

I sighed as Halan’s hand started to move up my arm. ~Yeah, I was very clear that this was all business. He gave me the book with no problems.~

I could feel her mental groan as she pressed, ~Care to tell me then why you feel like a horny teenage girl on prom night then?~

~I don’t know,~ I admitted. ~Maybe it’s because he’s so handsome and nice. He even smells nice, kind of like flowers.~ My eyes snapped open as I recognized that smell. ~Flowers! That’s red bonnet pollen, it’s a powerful aphrodisiac! The bastard reeks of it; it’s like he bathed in it!~ I could smell the scent clearly now and fought to get control of myself and push down the desire that was threatening to weaken my resolve.

I could feel Michelle’s cold fury in my mind. ~I am going to rip him apart!~ The scary thing was that even as an infant, she probably could.

~I’ve got this, Sis, but you may want to go wait in the main courtyard.~ Then I opened up my mind to Halan’s and tried not to breathe too deeply as I glared at him and said very slowly and deliberately, “Remove your hand from my arm, before I remove it from yours.”

Halan swallowed hard, and now that I could focus properly, I could feel the arousal, confusion, nervousness, and just a bit of fear from him. He was thinking, ~What happened? This naíve little girl should be willing clay in my hands.~ He obediently removed his arm before I could get any more than that, though. “Your Highness?” he asked nervously.

The squire chose that moment to come back, but I quickly dismissed the Human boy again. “Please fetch Patar for me, Mante. I’m afraid that Viscount Halan will be leaving momentarily.” Then I turned back to Halan. I had to focus quite a bit to keep myself from giving in to my arousal, but he was wearing the stuff, so I imagined that it was worse for him. I could, in fact, see it, now that I was paying attention. Well, it was his own damn fault if he had a case of blue balls, and as far as I was concerned, he would be lucky if I didn’t decide to kick him there.

I clenched my fists at my sides as I spoke again. “Didn’t think I would catch the scent of red bonnet pollen, Halan? Or did you just think that I wouldn’t care, once I got a good enough whiff of it?” His eyes widened at that, and I didn’t give him a chance to reply before I continued. “I’m a Healer, you idiot, I’m very familiar with red bonnets and their effects. The whole city, and probably most of the rest of Azure as well, knows that I’m a Healer and an empath. You were so confident and were hoping that that would make me, as an ‘inexperienced child’, ignore everything else. This naíve little girl was supposed to be willing clay in your hands, was I not?”

Worry and fear were coming off him in waves as he sputtered, “Your Highness, you…”

I cut him off, giving him a predatory smile. “Yes, that’s the thing most people don’t know. I also read minds. Would you care to know what I found in yours?” I bluffed. His look told me that he very much did not want to know what I may have found there. I looked back at Jezz, who was clearly very upset. She felt it too; I could feel the anger and hate radiating off her with heat like a furnace. I turned back to Halan and sighed, giving him a stern glare. “Now, what shall I do with you?”

“Your Highness, please forgive me, I…” he began.

I cut him off again. “You are in my home, in front of my throne, and you have made me very angry. You’re familiar with my Drakan, Michelle, right?” When he nodded slowly, I continued by saying, “She has made it very clear that she wants me to send you home to your mother.” I gave him a brief moment to look relieved before adding, “In pieces. And judging from the look on Jezz’s face, I would imagine that her Drakan, Grayle, is of the same opinion.” He was really scared now, especially once Jezz moved to hover beside me, nodding her head gravely. ~Are you in the main courtyard, Sis?~ I sent to Michelle.

~I’m here, and so is Grayle, and she looks as pissed as I am. I guess that Jezz told her what that creep did?~ she sent back, her thoughts seething with fury.

~That would be my guess,~ I agreed before turning my attention back to the Viscount. “I will be speaking with my mother on this matter, and you will be very lucky if she does not remove your family’s title and confiscate your lands. Regardless, I will be having people keep an eye on you. If you ever pull anything like this again, if I even get the impression that you have coerced a girl into bedding you by any means, then I will leave you to the not-so-tender mercies of our Drakans. Do I make myself clear?” I empathically fanned the flames of his fear to get my point across.

He swallowed hard and nodded as Patar showed up, looking concerned. “Your Highness,” Patar ventured, “you called for me?”

I nodded and, as he opened a mind link, I sent him a brief synopsis of what had happened and what was about to happen. I could feel his anger as he waited for me to speak aloud. “Yes, Patar, our ‘guest’ was just leaving. Please see to it that he finds his way out as quickly as possible. I no longer want him in my palace.” Then I took Jezz’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze as I sent to our furious Drakans, ~Okay, girls, he’s coming out to the main courtyard. Scare the living shit out of him… but do try to leave him in one piece.~

Michelle waited with Grayle in the courtyard, wondering if perhaps this was the time to try to display her abilities. She had been practicing bending light for over a week now; ever since she began to notice that she could see the various individual color spectrums, or all of them, just by thinking of it. At first, she was just able to see them, but thanks to her racial memory, she quickly discovered that she knew how to manipulate what she saw, to bend it to her will, and shape it like clay. Knowledge led to doing, and she had begun to practice in secret whenever Grayle was sleeping or otherwise occupied and Alex and Jezz weren’t around. She had been hoping to surprise them.

After what that bastard did to Alex, though, Michelle was sorely tempted for the surprise to be now. She left Grayle in the courtyard as she made her way, fuming, to the main gates. Her Chosen seemed tired, having to focus on keeping herself in check while talking to Halan must have taken a lot out of her. She still felt very aroused, and Michelle knew from experience that when you were that turned on that saying no and remaining composed could be extremely difficult. That asshole would pay for what he did to her sister and Chosen.

She made her way out to the drawbridge and the end of the bridge it was attached to, her thoughts firmly entrenched in the need to make that bastard suffer. Once she got to where the bridge and drawbridge met, she sat herself firmly in the middle of the path, brought herself up to her full stature, and spread her wings menacingly. Then she concentrated on the light around her. She took all the light that touched her and bent it around her, and only once she was sure that she had done it right did she turn her attention to the gates to await her prey.

It was then that a well-dressed black-furred Zenin ran from the courtyard and out the gates with a look of pure terror on his face, promptly slamming into her chest. He fell on his ass and looked around, confused, wondering what he had bumped into. Michelle focused on the light once again, and instead of bending it around her, she enhanced the reflection of it off her scales. This, in effect, changed her instantly from being invisible to being literally radiant with bright light, an avenging angel with her wings outstretched.

And then she spoke. Speaking was still difficult, but she and Grayle were beginning to get the hang of it and could speak using some single-syllable words and their Chosen’s names. “You… hurt… Alex!” The words came out in a deep growl that practically shook the bridge beneath them.

Still on his butt, the Zenin started to back away as Michelle stalked him, still uttering a deep, angry growl. Michelle was pretty sure she could smell urine, and a look at his trousers proved it to be true. He came to an abrupt stop when there was a second growl behind him, turning his head to see Grayle there, approaching slowly and deliberately. His head darted back and forth as he looked from the glowing silvery Drakan before him to the menacing green one behind him, and back again, and then he got to his feet and ran to dive off the bridge and into the lake.

~Grayle and I are finished taking out the garbage, Alex. He’s still in one piece, but I think you’re being far too kind after what he pulled.~ Michelle sent to her Chosen as she gave a quick look to the water below and then turned to angrily stomp after Grayle, as the other Drakan led the way back to their courtyard. Her mind was on Alex, though.

She did not like what she was feeling from her Chosen. Alex was obviously more shaken by the incident than she was letting on, and after handling the situation so calmly, now that it was over, her thoughts were confused, scared, and panicked. Michelle became even more worried once Alex’s presence in her mind suddenly vanished.

Jezz had shoved shiide leaves in my mouth, making me chew them to relax me and to gradually disperse the effects of the red bonnet pollen on me, as I sat back on my throne. Michelle and Grayle had taken out the garbage, and I was trying to relax and calm down after the incident. Now that it was all over, I was shaking like a leaf, starting to cry as Jezz held me and tried to console me.

I was so scared and angry, I felt so used and dirty, and my thoughts were all over the place. "He came into my home and essentially used a drug in an attempt to rape me, and if it hadn’t been for Michelle, I would have probably cheerfully led the way to my bedroom. Why did I have to meet him while my parents are away? Did I handle the situation right? Should I have imprisoned him? Just how much authority do I have while my mother is away? Goddess, I feel like I’m going to throw up. I want my mom!"

~Alexis?!? Are you alright?!~ My adoptive mother’s voice was suddenly in my mind. It was different than regular telepathy, though, accompanied by the same humming/singing feeling as when Itari spoke with me.

~Is that you, Mom?~ I sent back uncertainly, my heart rate quickening. ~I’m… really upset at the moment. How are we talking like this? I don’t have this kind of range on my own, and it feels different.~

Mom’s voice was soothing in my mind. ~We are both connected to the land and Itari Herself. We can use that connection to speak with Her or each other whenever we need to. It blocks out any regular telepathic contact while we do it, though. I just heard you shouting that you wanted me. What’s wrong, dear?~

I was sniffling and shaking in Jezz’s arms as I sagged in my throne, and my heart felt as if it were being torn asunder as I haltingly explained to my mom what had happened and how I had handled it. Cold fury permeated her mental response. ~They will pay for this. You did well, dear; you stayed in control and managed to show great strength in a position where most girls would have frozen, panicked, or given in and let him have his way. I will be there in a moment, I’m using the ring, your father will return by Drakan as soon as possible.~

The ring was just that, a ring, and it had been created decades before by one of the Royal Enchanters. It was worn only by the Queen and had a permanent, repetitive enchantment on it that would allow the wearer to return to the palace throne room instantly, from anywhere in Azure. Suddenly, another set of arms was wrapped around me, and I opened my eyes to see my mother holding me tight, trying to comfort me.

She spoke softly, but there was cold iron in her tone as she said, “Jezz, dear, I need you to go to the Temple of Itari in the great square, where the Temple District and the Market District meet. Tell the High Priestess that I want her to ring the bell three times and prepare the temple balcony for a royal proclamation.” She handed Jezz something as she added, “Show her this, to prove that you came from me.”

“Yes, Yer Majesty, I’ll fly as fast as m’ wings’ll let me,” was the Cinole’s reply.

I only half heard what they were saying, chewing the leaves as I started to calm down from the effects of the pollen. I felt Jezz release me and fly off, though, as Michelle’s concerned voice popped into my head. ~What the hell just happened?! I couldn’t feel you at all just now. I was worried that you had a mental breakdown!~

I sniffled and buried myself deeper into my adoptive mother’s arms. ~I’ll explain later, Mom’s here now, and she’s pissed.~ I felt bad about being so short with Michelle, but I really didn’t feel up to explaining things right now. Mom just held me and kept telling me that it would be okay and that I had done so well by foiling his plans and keeping a level head. Michelle had been the one to figure out I wasn’t acting like myself, though. ~Sis, thanks. If it hadn’t been for you, I probably would have been…~ I couldn’t finish that thought, and shivered and started sobbing again.

~I came here to protect you, remember,~ Michelle answered sternly. ~I will never let anyone harm you, and if I think you’re doing something out of character, I’ll call you on it, just like I did today. I would have gladly killed that slime ball if you’d wished it, and I was seriously tempted to maim him, no matter if you wanted him kept in one piece or not. You are my twin, my sister, my Chosen, and my best friend, and nobody is going to harm you while I live. You avoided what he had planned and, while I was the one who warned you, you were the one who realized what he was up to and got and kept yourself under control.~

I wiped my eyes and sniffled as I tried to calm down. It could have been so much worse, but I had avoided that, and I had Michelle, my mom, Jezz, and Grayle to support me. ~Thanks, Sis, I feel a bit better now. I think I just needed a good cry.~ After a while, I lifted my head to give my mom a weak smile, “I’ll be okay, I think, thanks for being here.” I did feel calmer now, possibly in good part due to the shiide leaves, but I also felt emotionally drained after the meeting, and the upset afterward.

Mom kissed me tenderly on the forehead. “My daughter was scared and hurting, where else would I be?” She pulled me closer and softly stroked my hair. “You did a good job while I was gone. I had Patar giving me status reports every night, and he said you handled things as well as I would have myself. Even today, you handled yourself admirably. In the future, when I am not here, your word will be as my own. You did not act in anger but made him fear ever crossing you again, and I think that your threat to take away their titles and lands is a fair punishment. Do you wish to announce it or shall I?”

I shook my head. My heart seemed so heavy in my chest, and I was just too tired and emotionally drained at the moment to be making speeches in front of thousands of people. “I think it would be better coming from you, Mom, otherwise people are liable to get the wrong idea about it. If you need witnesses, Jezz was here the whole time, and Patar can attest that he stunk of red bonnet pollen when he escorted him to the courtyard.”

“Very well, dear, I have Patar preparing the royal carriage so that we can go to the temple for the announcement. Do you think that you are up to leaving now?” she asked.

I wiped away the tears that had wet the fur on my cheeks and nodded. “Yeah, I guess I’m feeling a bit better. Can I go get Chrissy from my room first? I’d feel better with her in her usual place.”

Mom smiled at me and gently yet reassuringly squeezed my hand, “Of course, dear, I will be waiting in the courtyard.”

When I got to my suite, I dropped the damn book that had caused all of this on my bed, where I found Chrissy and Pounce curled up together sleeping. Jezz had named the neetay after the way it had leaped into her arms when they met earlier that morning, I almost felt guilty as I took Chrissy, but I needed my little friend right now, and I made sure that there was still plenty of food and water for Pounce, and that the box of sand for the pair didn’t need cleaning before I left.

Chrissy had awoken when I picked her up and quickly took her place around my throat. Once in place, she started to hum contentedly. While I walked, I opened myself up to her emotions in an attempt to dull the disquiet in my own heart. Her mere presence, combined with her happiness, contentment, and that relaxing humming, made me feel better as I headed to the courtyard. As I was making my way to the courtyard, I heard a bell toll three times in the distance.

Michelle was still fit to be tied, but at least Alex had calmed down somewhat, and her thoughts weren’t so chaotic. She regretted not having chased Halan to the shore when she saw that he had survived the dive and was swimming for the city. She wanted that man to suffer after what he did to Alex. Alex had insisted on being the better person, though, and Michelle wasn’t going to go against that. At least she had been there to give her Chosen that prodding when she needed it and had been there in her mind to comfort her after. She had meant what she said; nobody would ever hurt Alex while she still drew breath.

Michelle was sure of one thing: she needed to train more and harder so that she could be the best possible protector for her former twin. She no longer had the luxury of doing so in private or when the others were asleep. With more practice, she’d soon have the invisibility trick for herself flawless. It was time to start lessons two and three: making others invisible and creating illusions. Finding the former more important than the latter, she turned to Grayle and the light reflecting off her scaly hide. "If I’m going to do this, I might as well start big," she thought as she tried to bend the light to her will while Grayle watched her through half-closed eyes.

I fell asleep on the ride to the temple. The shiide, Chrissy’s contented humming as she vibrated against my neck, and my mom’s arms wrapped protectively around me conspired to relax me enough that my body gave in to its need for rest after my ill-fated meeting with Halan. Mom woke me once we had arrived, and told me that Patar had contacted my new guards in training to tell them that there would be no combat practice that afternoon, due to the ringing of Itari’s bell and the proclamation that would follow. When the door to the carriage opened, I was surprised, and a bit touched, to find all four of them waiting with Jezz to help us out and escort us into the temple.

The square was filled with people. It was usually busy, but now the square was as packed with people as it had been during my Gifting. There was much murmuring and confusion as people saw the Queen, who was supposed to still be in Draden. The temple bell only ever rang three times to gather everyone in the capital for a royal proclamation, and usually, such matters were very serious.

I could hear people talking, and generally, they seemed worried. With so many people there, I had to firmly clamp down on my empathic shields to keep from being overwhelmed. I was already tired and emotionally drained, and I didn’t need to add more confusion and fear to the list as I had plenty of my own that I was sure would rise to the surface once I had the energy to care.

My guards, as well as four uniformed palace guards, formed a protective circle around us as I followed my mother mutely into the temple and we approached the waiting High Priestess. “All is prepared as you requested, Your Majesty,” the Human woman in dark brown and green robes reported as we approached.

“Thank you, Zarla,” my mom replied, looking grim. Her eyes were filled with a cold, tightly controlled anger that I may have found frightening under other circumstances. “I will try to make this as brief as possible, so people can get back to their lives.”

The priestess joined our group, and we all headed up the marble stairs to the balcony that overlooked the great square. The balcony was also made of marble, and the railing was painstakingly sculpted into a pattern of leaves. Normally, I would have been impressed and in wonder at the craftsmanship, but at the moment, I just didn’t care. Mom, Zarla, and I all stepped up to the railing, with me at her right and Zarla to her left. Our guards all waited behind us, ready to act if needed.

Mom held her hands up for silence and almost immediately got it. Raising her voice to be heard across the square, she began to speak. “People of Azure! Last night, my daughter, Princess Alexis, arranged with Countess Nikola Tahrun to meet with her son, Viscount Halan Tahrun, regarding a matter of business. Today, when that meeting occurred, Viscount Halan used that meeting, and a good measure of red bonnet pollen, in a craven attack on my daughter’s virtue!”

There were gasps of surprise and angry muttering at that, and she held up her hands again for silence before continuing. “This attack was foiled, due to quick and level-headed thinking on the part of both my daughter and her Drakan, Michelle. Your Princess sent the coward fleeing the castle in fear.” There was some applause at this, but most of the crowd was angry and shocked. “This deed was a foul betrayal against, not only Alexis, but the entire royal family, all of the people of Azure, and Itari as well. My daughter has fairly decided on the punishment for this attack. Henceforth, the Tahrun family is stripped of all titles and rank, and their lands and property will be seized!”

After the proclamation, the anger was almost palpable to even non-empaths, and I felt it slipping past my shields as my thoughts went all over the place. "Maybe I should just give in and let that raw emotion wash over me. I have the right to be angry, me more than anyone, in fact. Everyone else is angry; Mom, Michelle, Jezz, Grayle, my new guards, so why not me? Maybe I should have let Michelle and Grayle rip him apart. No. As angry as they were, if they had killed him like that, they both would regret it later. We are all better than that. I’m better than that. I stopped him and dealt with him in my own way. I just want this to be over and to put it behind me."

We waited in the temple for the crowd to dissipate. I was sitting on a pew trying to keep calm, with Jezz and my mom to either side of me holding me and chewing on fresh shiide leaves. A candlemark had passed when my mom finally stated, “The Square has settled down. Let us go home so that you can have dinner and get some rest.”

I didn’t argue; I knew that I was emotionally exhausted, so I just let them guide me back to the carriage and sat in silent contemplation the whole trip home. When we got back to the palace, I picked at my dinner, and afterward I let Jezz guide me to my bed. She, Grayle, and Michelle all tried to talk to me, to take my mind off things, but I didn’t say much in return. I didn’t want to talk; I just wanted their company, so I mostly just listened. Jezz and I lay there the rest of the evening together, and rather than sending her to bed when I got tired, I asked her to just stay and hold me until I finally fell asleep in her arms.

I was dreaming. I knew that I was dreaming, but it had the clarity and focus that I had had in dreams only once before. I knew with near certainty that what I was dreaming was playing out in reality as I dreamed. The first thing that I was aware of was the sounds: distant yelling, banging, and crashing. Then there was the smell of smoke. I looked around to find myself in a lavishly decorated room with expensive-looking furniture, paintings, sculptures, and a large wine rack. Whoever lived here had wealth and liked to flaunt it.

As the mob fell upon him, with a wrath that I knew in my heart he would not survive, something on the ground glinted in the moonlight, catching my attention. It was a ring, gold in color, with a gaudy and overly large emerald. Was this the ring that Leggund spoke of? While I looked at the gaudy piece of jewelry, and the shouts of the crowd and Halan’s final screams rang out around me, the ring sank into the earth as if it were liquid and disappeared.

I shot bolt upright as I awoke, breathing heavily as though I really had been running through the woods following the treacherous trio. Jezz was still awake and quickly put her arms around me. ~It’s alright, my love. I’m here.~ She lovingly caressed my cheek and kissed me softly.

I shook and buried myself in her arms. Breathing too hard to speak properly, I reached out to her with my mind. ~It’s over, Jezz. They’re all dead.~

~Who is dead, my love? Halan?~ she asked, and I could feel her confusion.

I nodded, bobbing my head up and down against her chest, trying to slow down my breathing. ~Yes. I just had one of those dreams again. I saw Halan and his parents chased by an angry mob through the forest. I just knew that it was truly happening while I was watching.~

~I can’t say that I’m surprised after how the people reacted at the proclamation,~ Jezz replied, radiating a mix of sadness and relief. ~Your people love you. I wish that they hadn’t gone that far, but at least we know he won’t be harming anyone else, now that he’s in Pallo’s realm.~

~He was going to try to get revenge if he had lived, but I agree. I wish they hadn’t killed them. I think he sealed his fate, though, the moment he used something grown from the earth to try to control one of Itari’s chosen.~ I didn’t say anything more but snuggled closer into my lover’s arms and soon fell back to sleep, wrapped in her arms, her love, and her soothing thoughts.