The Realm's Mystics Part 4

aBreathe deeply, my Queen. You take only shallow breaths. Breathe!a Sleanela well knew the depths that such horrors would take one, even just guessing as to what The High Queen was now facing.

aBreathe, my Queen. Breathe deeply.a The High Queen made one great effort to breathe. She focused upon her breathing as she had been taught. She remembered her teacheras voice, Remove yourself from the pain. Focus only on your breathing. Its sound. Breathe deeply and slowly. Feel nothing else. Think nothing else. Focus.

Sleanela watched carefully, finally seeing her Queen move away from the shallow breaths. Slowly, her Queenas breathing improved, becoming more normal. She watched, seeing her Queenas face change from sheer white to a more normal coloring.

Annawn had never prior seen her Queen look as ill as this. She also was concerned, and angered that her Queen had done as such for another. It was difficult enough to keep her Queen from harm, but Annawn became frustrated when The High Queen placed her own wellness in jeopardy.

The High Queen finally removed her hand from her eyes, opening them slowly. The first thing she saw as she returned to The Realm was her loveras concerned expression. She then saw that Annawn was equally upset with her. She laughed lightly, yet feeling some of the pain from her head. She would clear that pain in a moment.

aAnd what is so amusing, my Queen?a aThe two of you. You remind me of My teachers when I had done something wrong.a aGood. And what did they do to you for punishment?a She laughed lightly, again, aWhat? You think I will tell you of this?a Annawn stepped forward, yet frustrated, aMy Queen. It is difficult enough to ensure your safety in this realm, but for you toa"a She held her hand up toward Annawn, aSilence, Annawn. You make My head to ache further.a The High Queen rose for a moment, then thinking better of it, sat back down, aAalonalden. We will have you and your love moved to your new home in a short while. Annawn will have the details tended to, but it will take a moon or so, as we also must see to your living arrangements and supplies. I will have you well tended and cared for, though. You have done The Realm a great service, as has your love. We will reward you well. Rest in the care of the Spirit Mothers until one of Annawnas guardas return. We will first have a dwelling built for you, and then you will be moved. Once there, you will have no further fears.a Aalonalden came over kneeling next to her Queen, aMy Queen, I am most indebted, and I have missed you well. I will never understand what you just did for me, but am grateful for it. I feel like a fog has been lifted from me. Thank you, my Queen.a aGo now, Aalonalden, with your love and child. Remain well and safe. I will be here when you need Me. A messenger will be arranged for you. Thank you for all you have done for The Realm.a Aalonalden and the Dungaras left, leaving The High Queen to rid herself of the last of her pain, and to deal with Annawnas frustration and her own loveras scolding.

aWhich is worse, facing the two of you, or dealing with My pain?a Sleanela turned to Annawn, aIt is midturn. Can you bring our meal to the beach? We could all eat, and The High Queen can give you another lesson. Then we can go to our last banquet this eve, and prepare to leave in the morn. Is that acceptable?a Annawn bowed to her Elfin Princess, aIt is. I will have the Spirit Mothers arrange a most excellent of midturn meals. I will meet you there, as first I must speak with Aalonalden for a moment. I will also tell the others where to meet you.a Sleanela offered her hand to her Queen, aCome, my Queen.a As they walked to the beach, The High Queen spoke of the Valley, aThere is yet much in the Valley that you have not yet seen, My Desire. I would like to show you it. I think it a most beautiful Valley.a aYes, my Queen. I would like this.a aWhat is it you would like to do upon our return?a aI have been thinking on this. First, I must visit Elafsandalle. Like everything else in my life, it seems to call to me. And I have been informed that it is the purpose for my life to restore the Elves. I know not much about being this Elfin Faiere except the memories and powers that have been given to me, and I would like to know more.a aThen to Elafsandalle it will be.a Annawn had made the midturn and after midturn a wonderful celebration of relaxation and enjoyment of each otheras company. There was more food and drink than they could consume, Caitha entertained them with some of her stories and songs, and Sam made them all laugh by reminding Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna of her own prior training with athose awful and mean teachersa. Sam did her imitations of them, mimicking their yelling at how terrible her skills were. Then another lesson was given to Meera and Annawn, while Caitha and Sleanela sat and spoke to each other.

During the lesson, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna made them meditate first, then hold out their sword again, hoping they could move away from the pain for a moment. Annawn was able to manage it for the moment only, but it was enough. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna knew that now Annawn was able to see what she aimed for. She had them practice many new sword moves, trying not to be as the teacher that her sister made fun of. Sam stood near her sister, watching intently.

aKeep you movements small.a aNo. Smaller, Woden Warrior. Keep the movements smaller.a Sam interrupted with questions occasionally, aMore powerful moves often win the fight, though.a aWatch. You will see why in a moment.a aAnnawn, you are overly stiff. Loosen your shoulders.a aQuickness, Woden Warrior, not strength. You waste overly much energy in the large swings. Another will be able to kill you twice for every large swing you take.a aUp on your toes, Annawn. You stand on the backs of your feet overly.a aWarrior Woman. It is not a test of strength. It is a test of smartness and quickness.a Sam interrupted again, aShe has but won most of her fights with her strength.a aMost is not enough, Highest. She must win all the moments. It only takes once to lose a life.a While she made them practice over and over again, Caitha spoke to Sleanela, aI am pleased in this love The High Queen gives you. She seems to love you with strong emotion, MaLove.a aI can imagine nothing better. I donat think Sam even loved me.a aMaybe she did in her own way. Sam is not used to loving and doesnat know how.a aAnd Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna is? She had a mate for even fewer moments than Sam did. No, I donat think Sam did, and she certainly never said so that I can recall.a aDoes this one treat you well?a aBetter than I deserve. She tells me that she willingly died a thousand deaths to be with me.a Caitha laughed, aI think she but has a little of the storyteller in her. Did she tell you that she but told me to look for the amber stones on the beach?a aNo. Did you find any?a Caitha opened her pouch, bringing out six large amber stones, aThey be beautiful. She told me that they are with healing qualities. I wish I but knew more about them.a aWhy donat you ask her, Caitha? Are you afraid of her?a aIn truth, she is a most powerful queen. And commanding. I think her not mean, but why would such a queen as this have any moments to spare for me.a Sleanela laughed, aNo. She is not mean. How could I love as I do if she were? And she would be glad to answer your questions.a aDoesnat she scare you at moments, though?a aShe should, as she is as you say, a most powerful queen, but no, she doesnat. I knew not of this and have found her strength most amazing. Even her strength of character. And her dedication to The Realm is absolute, without question. They made a wise choice for her as Queen.a aI think our Sam misses you, though.a Sleanelas response was quick, the memory yet painful, aOnly because she doesnat have me. She needs to find someone she can love. Not someone that her will was bent towards.a aI think she finally has found that woman, MaLove. I think she truly fell in love with you most recently. She spoke of it briefly, saying how she loves the woman you now become. In truth, Jandra, your change is quite surprising. You even no longer look as you used to. Are you but aware of this?a aSam used to question what difference beauty made. I think I agree with her.a aMaybe, MaLove, but it is easy for you to say as such as you as so beautiful. It is not easy to say that when one is not so.a She studied Sleanela for a moment, aYour life has certainly changed, MaLove. It must be quite confusing for you. I hope you can take some comfort in your friends, though.a aI am most pleased you are here, Caitha. I surely never wanted to be the High Sorcerer who oversees the Sorrows of the Stones. It is most depressing at moments. I should focus on what I have gained, and never have I had a love such as this. It is as a dream. She seeks not to control what I do, but allows me my free will in all things.a Caitha was startled at the possibility, aDid Sam control you?a aNever in a bad way, but yes. She always had to make the final decision. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna expects me to make my own decisions on all matters. It is as if she wants me to be who I am to be.a Caitha shook her head, aI think she is just wise, MaLove, and trusts you. She knows you well, and knows of your potential and abilities. I think it be the same she wishes for The Highest. Do you think she but likes The Highest?a aShe hopes Sam accepts her role within The Realm. She says nothing about her to me though, unless she is brought up by someone else. I think it difficult for the both of them, as they must now learn how to become sisters.a As they spoke, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna watched her students carefully, aWarrior Woman. Fight against your Highest. Use only your new small swings. Donat match her large ones.a Sam smiled, knowing she would win this easily as Meera was having a tough moment learning to keep her movements small. Sam drew her sword, glad to be involved. She felt frustrated just watching, and wanted to be a part of the lesson.

They touched their swords, then began their fight. Meera tried to remain to her new training. For every large swing Sam used, Meera held off the swing, moving quickly to a counter move. Sam did likewise, but Meera began to see that Sam took a split moment longer than she herself needed. She focused her movements even tighter and quicker. Within a few moments, she had her sword pointed to Samas neck, clearly winning. She turned to her Queen, smiling.

aGood. Now you see the purpose. So now you can train your Highest.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna took a sword, aAnnawn, use your training against Me.a She practiced with Annawn a moment, watching her carefully, and countering every move Annawn made with even quicker speed. She kept the pace within Annawnas ability, but forcing Annawn to keep her movements quick and short.

The High Queen put down her sword, speaking to both of them, aThere is some improvement. Now end with your meditation, holding the sword out from your side. I will tell you when to end.a The High Queen went to Caitha and her Elf. She quietly studied Caitha for a moment, not interrupting their conversation. Learning of the amber stones and of Caithaas slight fear of her, she sat down next to her, aSinger of Songs, did you find any of the amber stones?a Sam also came over, sitting next to Sleanela.

Caitha smiled, surprised, aOh yes, MaLove.a She took them out of her pouch, aLook. And they seem to be but large ones.a The High Queen picked out one of them, examining it, aThey have small powers only, but most useful ones. If you place it on a joint that aches, it helps to rid the pain. They never seem to be depleted of these powers, so you can use them upon many moments.a aThank you, my Queen. This be a wonderful gift for the healers.a aFor you as well, Caitha. Keep at least one for yourself. It can also help in the birthing pains, some. Place it on the Birth-Motheras forehead, getting her to focus upon the stone. Do you know the song of these stones?a aThere is such a song?a aA beautiful song, and another old one of many eons prior. These stones are said to come from the Ancients. I know not how, but it is an interesting song. The Sorcerer Women should know it well if you have no moment to learn it from the Valleyas singers of song.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked at her Elf, gazing into her golden eyes. She was about to say something when Sam began to speak, aCan the Sorcerer Women teach me of these sword skills that you teach Meera and Annawn?a aThe Old High Wizard Sorcerer can teach you a few of the lessons, as well as the meditations. It is good that you wish to learn them.a She rose, aCaitha, would you like Me to tell you a story of the Valley while you and I go to look for a few more of the stones?a Caitha was surprised but quickly rose, walking alongside The High Queen. Sleanela was glad that her Queen had sensed Caithaas need of a connection to her. She watched them as they walked down the beach, thinking that The High Queen was a most astounding presence.

As Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna pa.s.sed by Annawn and Meera, she told them, aRest your arm for a moment only, then change arms and begin again. Remain that way until I return. Focus and meditate to move away from the pain. Woden Warrior, I expect you to be able to do some of this by My return.a Sam looked at Sleanela, aYou remain overly quiet since our arrival here. I have never heard you this quiet.a Sleanela shrugged, aIt is a strange thing, but Woden feels distant while the Valley seems familiar to me, yet I spent my lifespan in Woden. I often feel like I was merely visiting in Woden only to return home to the Valley. Yet, I barely know the Valley. Do you find that you miss your Woden, Highest?a aI wish I could return home now. I feel like I have left my life there, but Meera and Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna insist I remain throughout my training.a aWhat do you miss of Woden?a aIt is not as large as The Realm and seems more, well, convenient. I know most everyone, and feel useful. Here, I feel but barely accepted. But Woden remains upset with me for a while longer I but guess, so perhaps it be good I remain away for but a moment longer.a Sleanela laughed very lightly, aThey will get over it as soon as you return. You are yet their Highest, and they have great need of you.a aI was told that an Elf never betrays or leaves their mate or lover. Be that true?a aThis is truth, from what memories have been given to me.a aAnd that they never take another lover?a aApparently so.a aAm I not the lover that you would never betray or leave, then?a Sleanela rose, not wishing to continue the conversation, aI think you never truly loved me, Sam. But let us change the topic to something more pleasant. Tell me what powers you have been learning.a aTell me, Jandra. What is it that you love of my sister?a Sleanela decided to let Sam hear of some of her reasons, thinking Sam needed to start reflecting on them, aCaitha and I were just discussing this. I told her that Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna expects me to make all of my own decisions. She makes none of them for me. It is like she wishes me to be exactly who I am.a aI would have thought that she would control all your decisions.a aNone. It is most freeing, but will take a while to get used to, I think.a aFreeing? Do you think I controlled you?a aSome. To protect me, I think. But you were most definitely The Highest. We were also dealing with me being your Second. The High Queen only expects me to love her. You expected the same, but without loving me in return. You liked me well enough, and you seemed to enjoy my body quite well, but it was different between us. The High Queen is unafraid to love me and for it to be known. And she is not afraid of commitment to me.a aI have thought of that since you left. I acted foolishly, but perhaps I was fighting that our wills had been bent toward each other. I know not. I wish I knew then what I but know now. I feel alone now for the first moment since Brettas death. And I no longer know how to deal with the fact that our Spirit Mothers had her killed. I often wonder how Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna would treat them now, if she were me.a aAsk her. She will tell you, but she will not tell you what to do. She will just tell you what she might do.a aHer powers and abilities are well enviable.a aHer quality of mind is most enviable and most powerful of all her aspects. It is her, Sam, not her powers that makes her powerful. She is fully committed to The Realm above all things. She has dedicated her life to it, even though it has taken away her own desires. She doesnat understand selfishness in others.a Sam raised an eyebrow at the statement, aLike me?a Sleanela smiled softly, aShe is more gracious than this. She says that you have been overly protected, but is most glad that you have committed yourself to your training with the Sorcerer Women.a aI often hate my teachers. But I will do it, though.a She laughed, aIf I do it not, Meera will skin me alive. It would be easier with you there, though, but I know this be no longer possible.a Sleanela studied her for a moment, then suddenly laughed, truly beginning to understand Sam, aYou know, Highest of Woden. I am beginning to see that you just love that which is no longer yours.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna and Caitha were returning from their walk along the beach. As they came to Meera and Annawn, she said, aPlace down your swords. Warrior Woman, I see that you have finally reached a moment through the meditation. Good. Now you know what is expected. Annawn, you are improving in this.a She gave them another meditation lesson, teaching their second meditation of the series, aPractice both of these while you hold the sword out from you. After you learn the sixth meditation, you should be well able to hold out the sword for half a turn while displacing your pain. You must learn the meditations before we can move to different sword moves.a Caitha came up to Sleanela, aLook Sam. Jandra. Look what Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna found for me.a Caitha had another two stones, some seaweed, and a starfish, aThis sickly looking plant is supposed to be very healthy for us. She said to dry it and make a tea out of it, or to put it in our food after it be dried. She also said that we should have some on our coast. Do we, Highest?a Sam nodded, aMuch of it. We could gather some for you if you would like, upon our return to Woden.a aAnd look at this animal. Is it not beautiful? She said that this could be dried and the powdered insides could also be used in healing.a Sleanela looked to her Queen, smiling. The High Queen returned it, going to her. As Sleanela slipped her arm into her Queenas, she whispered, aYou have made Caitha a most happy woman. Thank you, my Queen.a The High Queen squeezed Sleanelas arm slightly as acknowledgement. She looked at all of them, aIt is the moment for our eve meal, our last meal here. We will meet you at the banquet hall in a few moments. The Spirit Mothers and the High Wizard Sorcerer will be with us this eve, as will the Dungaras and Aalonalden, so the eve should be interesting. Caitha, perhaps you might consent to entertain us this eve with some of your stories and songs.a Caitha was pleased and nodded, aThe story you gave me, my Queen, be most excellent.a Sam looked at Annawn and Meera, laughing, seeing them rubbing their arms, aIt looks like we all suffer in our training.a The High Queen and Sleanela walked together back to their dwelling so The High Queen could change her garments, aDid you and Caitha have a good visit, my Desire?a Sleanela sighed, aI did, but I do miss her at moments.a aYou seem frustrated.a aSam.a aAh.a aDid this Elf tell you how grateful she is for you, my Queen?a aIf you tell Me what I did to please you, I can ensure that it will occur again.a Sleanela looked at her Queen, seeing her smiling, aThat moment in the forest, when you first looked upon me? What did you sense when you touched me?a aI fell in love with you at that moment. It took only that long.a aDo you know what I sensed?a aNo.a aI had found my peace in your heart. Just be who you are, my Queen. That is all you need do for me to be grateful.a Sleanela turned her Queen toward her, then kissed her, needing to be close.

The High Queen looked into her eyes, aI love you more than I thought myself able. I am well afraid of this love, but will gladly live with this fear than nota"a aShhhh a I know, my Queen. I feel the same.a They walked to the dwelling, changed The High Queenas garments for the eve meal, then walked over to the banquet room for their last meal in The Isle. All were waiting for them, and the Spirit Mothers had made it a gala event. When Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna arrived, everyone knelt and bowed their heads, including the Spirit Mothers and the High Wizard Sorcerer. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was glad to see that they had decided to respect her position.

aPlease rise. Let us begin our final eve in this most wonderful of lands. Spirit Mothers, thank you for all you have done for us this visit.a Their celebration lasted well into the late after mideve, with songs from Caitha, the Spirit Mothers and the High Wizard Sorcerer, and stories from Caitha, the High Wizard Sorcerer and Sam. The eve was mostly filled with talk amongst themselves, and even the Dungaras seemed to somehow enjoy Itself.

Sam humbled herself to ask a question of her sister, waiting until the Spirit Mothers were not listening, aMy Queen, might I ask a question of you?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked upon her sister, studying her briefly, pleased in her progress. She nodded, aOf course, Samarainathelainelna. If I can answer it, it is My pleasure to do so for you.a Sam asked her the question she had discussed with Sleanela regarding how she should deal with the Spirits of the Falls, aAnd I remain most angered at how they just planned to kill off all those that potentially interfered with their plans. I feel as if I should condemn them to death, as we do for any betrayer.a The High Queen sighed at the difficulty the Spirit Mothers had provided to The Realm, wondering as to their original role. She silently chastised herself for allowing the Spirit Mothers to remain apart from The Realm, and knew she would have to provide stronger expectations of them.

aMy first instinct is always toward anger, and perhaps putting them to their deaths, but that is never the best solution if it can be avoided. Your main issues have been solved when we removed Faralinaterail, and when Sleanela turned the betrayers over to the Sorrows of the Stones. But I would most likely do as I did here, insisting that they accept Me as High Queen, as their ruler, and not the reverse, which is more to their liking. They like to think that they remain above a ruleras control. The Spirit Mothers have long been challenging. My Spirit Mothers know well that at any moment I could now return and expect to know the truth of their affairs. I will most certainly maintain a closer hold and contact. But even in all I say, I think much is yet withheld from Me.a aConsidering the damage the Spirits of the Falls have done, I wish to ban them from Woden.a aIf I did that, I would be no better than them. And perhaps I have enough experience to know that no matter what they have done, much good will come of it in spite of them. That, plus they are integral to the mystical aspects, as you will come to know. We cannot lose anymore Mystics in this realm.a She knew that Sam wouldnat be able to understand that, at this moment.

aYou said that your teachers gave you their powers. How be this possible?a aMuch like Sleanela and her Birth-Mother. Some Mystics are able to give their knowledge, skills and abilities to another as they die. Sleanela inherited the Elfin language, the great Elfin weapon skills, and some of the memories. I inherited some powers that I wouldnat otherwise have been able to obtain. When such is done, it is considered as a great, great gift. For, like with Sleanela, it provides us with something that could have been lost to The Realm.a aI will not have such powers, then.a aYou inherited powers upon your birth, as did I. As you move forward with your powers, the Sorcerer Women will give you a few others that have been waiting for you. Other powers are often given along the way, and perhaps it will become so with you.a Sam nodded, then began to turn away. She was beginning to like her sister highly, but knew it wasnat returned, so didnat wish to impose. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna sensed Samas thoughts, surprised.

aMy sister, I am sorry I disappoint you.a Sam looked back at her, also surprised. Surprised that her sister even cared about her feelings, aYou disappoint me not. It is just frustrating in that our relationship is but highly strained.a aIt will improve. Give Me more moments, Highest. Think of it as a lesson I teach you.a She laughed, aWhen in truth, I am the one with no patience.a Sam laughed, but said nothing. She was, however, grateful for the moment.

Chapter IV.

Ambush Hoping to avoid the rain from the oncoming clouds, they rose early for their return journey back to the Valley. Annawn and Meera had packed the horses and prepared the journey, while the High Wizard Sorcerer left prior to them, having decided to return directly to her mountains.

Sleanela looked forward to the return journey, knowing that they soon would be traveling to her Elfin home. After saying their farewells, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna mounted, then turned to Annawn, who was now awaiting The High Queenas leave to begin the journey.

aForce Leader. The journey is yours.a Annawn nodded, turned her horse toward the great sea, then led them back toward home. The High Queen traveled quietly, per her usual, thinking on all that had occurred during their visit to the Spirits of the Valley. She wondered how she was to return the Elves to The Realm, per her sacred vow, but decided to leave that problem until her visit to Elafsandalle. She was pleased in learning that a great flying horse was attached to each Elf, but chastised herself lightly for never having thought of such. She thought that Sleanelas meeting with Sumeanatinelatianon had been worrisome, but that it had provided some hope. And while she was greatly pleased over the events during their stay at the Sacred Isle, she frowned, knowing that all was not yet as was needed, and much was yet hidden.

They are yet able to hold their thoughts from me. But how?

They crossed the great sea, finally arriving upon their own landma.s.s. Annawn had them rest their horses for a few moments prior to the remainder of the journey, giving the horses a chance to regain their land-legs. They dismounted, stretching from the ride, while Annawn, Meera and the guard watched the skies for enemies. Suddenly at the same moment that Sleanela smelled and heard them, The High Queen sensed some Dungaras within the forest.

Without yet having seen them, she turned to Annawn, saying in a hushed tone, aDungaras. In the forest.a Annawn looked quickly about, regretting they had halted in this spot, seeing that they now stood on open land with no defense about them. After quickly withdrawing their weapons from their horses, The High Queen sent them away from potential harm, telling them she would call them back when needed. Sleanela removed her sword and sheath from Morainla, attaching it to her belt as the others also tried to look like they were not aiming for a fight. Sam had observed that Annawn was preparing, so did as well, also searching for the signs of their enemies.

aThey are over there, my Queen, in the forest.a aDo you see them, My Love?a aNo, but I hear and smell them.a Annawn had been listening to their hushed conversation, aHow many do you hear, Elfin Princess?a aI know not for certain, but many. Perhaps two-hundred. Perhaps more.a Annawn was angry with herself for halting in this spot, aTwo-hundred?a She saw that they had no good land to use for defense, and were well outnumbered. Her heart fell heavily in her chest as she began to feel that she had failed her High Queen.

aMy Queen, perhaps you would entertain leaving us here for this fight while you remove yourself from it. You must not risk yourself. The Realm has great need of you.a The High Queen raised an eyebrow, narrowing her eyes, aYou think a Master ever runs from a fight, Force Leader?a As The High Queen spoke, the Dungaras force moved out from the dense forest, encasing them in a full half circle. The High Queen turned her head around, sensing more Dungaras in back of them, seeing that they were now fully encircled, aHow many are there?a Annawn did a quick count, aWell over two-hundred-fifty. We are well outnumbered.a She turned to Annawn, her eyes twinkling, aOh? Why, Annawn, I thought a warrior like you never gave up. Only two-hundred-fifty or so? Where is your sense of adventure? It seems like a good turn to see if this number is our undoing.a Sleanela smiled at her Queen, aYes, my Queen. When with you, it always be a good turn to face such a challenge. Back-to-back, my Queen.a The High Queen looked upon her Elf, aI love you, My Elf.a To Annawn she said, aRemember your swift moves, Annawn. And remember that true warriors never give up. The Realm needs you as well, Annawn. I command you not to die this turn.a Annawn bowed her head, aYes, my Queen,a but wondered how she would be able to hold to this vow as she saw the Dungaras forces well armed.

She turned to Sam, aMy Sister, remember your eyes.a Sam merely nodded, thankful for the reminder, seeing why legions were so loyal to this Queena"she never gave in to overwhelming and impossible odds. Annawn went quickly to Meera and Sam, arranging them in the best ways possible, back-to-back as Sleanela had said to The High Queen. Sleanela placed Caitha between her and The High Queen for better protection. She gave her as many throwing knives as she could gather between them.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked about them, studying the situation. While she had a pa.s.sing thought that they were, as Annawna had said, very clearly outnumbered and outdone, all her training took over, providing her a warrioras instinct of challenge in the face of overwhelming odds. And like a true Master, she was taught to face the gravest challenges as if they were nothing more than a contest at a festival.

The leader of the Dungaras stepped hesitantly forward, aQueen. We only want Yyeoiraa and baby. You go free if get them. If not, you die.a The High Queen took the moment to attempt some negotiation, as well as to provide more moments for preparation, aWhy? Is this baby not proof that our races can live together peacefully and productively?a aNo. No such child occur. Is wrong.a aTell Me why.a aWill change Dungaras ways.a aFor the better, only. You have become overly violent. No. I will not give them up.a She used the moments of speaking to her benefit, giving herself the moments needed to bring her powers fully to her.

aThen we fight. Tell Elf to move away. We want not to fight Elf.a Sleanela spoke in her Elfin language, which she knew the Dungaras understood, aIf you fight against The High Queen, you fight against me. Go not to this task of yours. It be not worth it. The High Queen has saved this Dungaras. It is of your race. Does this mean nothing to you? I also wish not to fight against you, but this union can be good for The Realm.a aWe sorry to you, Elfin Faiere. Must do so.a Sleanela nodded and said in The High Queenas language, aSo be it, then. You fight me as well.a The High Queen spoke softly to her Elf, aPerhaps, Elf, should we survive this, you might teach Me this language of yours.a aConsider it a vow then, my Queen.a aOne thing, Elf. As we fight?a aYes, my Queen.a aRemember Me.a aTo our stars, my Queen.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna took a quick look up into the skies, giving one soft whistle as she did, hoping it was heard. She raised her sword, aSo it is, Dungaras. I am sorry you did not bring more warriors with you, as you are now well outnumbered.a As she spoke, The High Queen drew on her powers of fog and mist. Within a quick instant, a great cloud of fog hung over all of them. No one could see anything. She then drew on another power, making hundreds of arrows to fly into the Dungaras. The Dungaras were well trained against such powers as the arrows, but couldnat see the arrows through the fog, so many Dungaras were instantly killed. As this occurred, she quickly cast a spell upon the ground, causing a great chasm to open. Many more Dungaras fell into the chasm just prior to it closing in on them. As the fog began to lift, she sent a round of spears into the Dungaras, and then said to Sam, aUse your eyes, Samarainathelainelna.a The Dungaras leader looked confused, but raised Its sword as the fog lifted. The one-to-one battle began, the Valleyas eight battling furiously against the remaining Dungaras. As the Dungaras made the first move, The High Queen used her powers once more, preventing two from moving their swords, sending flying rocks upon a few others, and taking the moment to send one slamming into a tree. As some of the less experienced Dungaras warriors used their knives, spears or arrows against the small band of the Valley, The High Queen would instantly turn those weapons back upon them, killing some and injuring others with their own weapons.

Sam used her eyes to ignite many of the trees in back of the Dungaras, causing them to fall upon a few of them. She then sent her power to her sword, battling urgently against two of the Dungaras, also remembering what her sister had taught to Meera and Annawn.

Annawn, in her anger at herself for allowing her Queen to be placed in jeopardy, began fighting with a fury, remembering what her Queen had just taught her about swiftness. Three of the Dungaras had begun to fight Annawn, not caring about fairness. Annawn fought valiantly, taking some injury, but killing one soon, then battling the other two for many moments.

As the fight had begun, Caitha threw a knife into one of the Dungaras with a deadly aim. Another Dungaran threw a knife at Caitha that The High Queen hadnat seen, and it went squarely into her shoulder. Without thinking of the pain, Caitha pulled the knife out, and in the same movement, threw the knife back square into the chest of the Dungaras. She felt grateful for the training she had received from Meera, while in Woden.

Like Annawn, Meera was also trying to hold off three of the Dungaras, but without any of the powers that the others had. She used her short, quick moves The High Queen had been teaching her, able to undo one of the Dungaras, but struggling against the other two. During the struggle, Meera took many blows, causing some injury.

The two guards also were besieged against the Dungaras, holding off at least two each. One of the guards had been seriously injured in the first moments of the battle, but continued to fight like a true warrior. The other fought for her life, seeing that more of the battle would fall to her, due to her injured partner.

Sleanela was fighting against four of them, keeping them well busy against her Elfin sword abilities. But these Dungaras were well-trained, and in their past had trained with some of the prior Elfin masters. So they knew her abilities well. Yet, the Dungaras didnat wish to kill the last Elf in all The Realm, making moves to only injure her, even at the cost of their own lives. She managed to seriously injure one of them, placing it out of the battle, but faced her match against the other three. One placed a sword move against her, injuring her arm, as the other two rallied their swords at the same moment. Fighting with only one good arm, Sleanela fought for her Queenas life, becoming wild in her moves against them.

The High Queen continued to use her powers as she wielded her sword. Fighting many at one moment, she couldnat keep watch upon her companions. The Dungaras knew that if they managed to kill The High Queen, much of their fight in The Realm would be over. Because of such, The High Queen now faced at least ten of the Dungaras directly. She used her power to burn the hands of one of the Dungaras so that It couldnat use any weapon. She used her Master sword skills against them, surprising them, for they hadnat seen these skills for many cycles. At one moment, while six used their swords against her, one managed to fix a well-placed injury across her side. She felt the pain, but instantly displaced it for later. In her rage, she slashed out at the Dungaras, killing It instantly, while she kept her sword moving to the next.

The small band fought desperately against the Dungaras, knowing the odds well against them. By the middle of the battle, each of them had blood streaming from various parts of their bodies, injured and overwhelmed. But each of them had been raised in a very violent and harsh realm, learning their fighting abilities and att.i.tudes toward danger and death from their youth.

To give up was to die.

Both Sam and Meera were always prepared to fight to the death, never giving up no matter the odds. Annawn was prepared to fight beyond death, knowing her Queenas life was at risk if she didnat. Caitha, while not raised to be a warrior, was desperate to help, not wishing to lose any of her friends in battle, having lost overly many during Wodenas long violent past. The two guards fought gallantly, wishing to prove themselves to their leader, and also to live. As an Elf, Sleanela now faced violence as a sad reality of The Realm, but fighting against it, hoping for an eventual ending of it. Also as an Elf, never would she give up, fighting until her last breath.

The battle lasted far longer than their injuries could withstand, but their determination held them fast to the cause, each of them finding a force within them to keep fighting. After many more moments and many more injuries, the battle was won as The High Queen took down the last two Dungaras. Annawn struggled to keep herself upright as she went from one Dungaras to another, ensuring herself that they were dead.

The High Queen, seriously injured and well beyond sheer exhaustion, looked about her. She saw her sister lying upon the ground with many injuries.

She went to her, examining the wounds. Seeing that they werenat fatal, she said, aI go to help the others. You will live.a Sam nodded, weary and in much pain. The High Queen went to Meera, but saw that Caitha was tending her well, aHow are her injuries?a aShe loses much blood.a The High Queen nodded, placing her hand upon Meera, giving her a spell to slow down the bleeding. She then examined Annawn and saw that she needed the same. As she went up to Annawn, Annawn resisted, aNo, my Queen. You have given enough already.a As she spoke, Annawn staggered, then fell hard to the ground. The High Queen gave her the same spell to slow down her blood flow until they could receive some help. Caitha was also injured, but less so than any of them, so The High Queen returned to Sleanela, seeing her yet battling, but battling against only ghosts. The High Queen studied Sleanela for a moment, noting that she had been hit in the head with the side of a broadsword. She saw that Sleanela was well-dazed and confused, not even knowing where she was or why she was fighting.

The High Queen went as close as she dared, aPlace down your sword, My Desire. The battle is won.a Sleanela was dizzy, barely able to see anything straight, now fighting against the voices in her head.

More forcefully, The High Queen said, aHalt, Sleanela. It is enough. Come home to Me. Remember our stars.a Sleanela looked toward the voice, not recognizing it. But the command reminded her of something she was supposed to remember. Standing silent and confused, she dropped her sword, blood streaming from a wound to her lower side stomach area and from a wound on her arm. Seriously wounded, in shock from loss of blood, and with a deep concussive injury on her head that was bleeding freely, she could stand no longer, falling upon her knees, then to the ground, into full unconsciousness. The High Queen knelt beside her, giving her what healing powers and spells she could with what energies she had remaining within her, which were depleting rapidly.

She whispered to Sleanela, aSleanela, come home to Me. Remember Me.a With great effort, she then stood, looking up to the skies, hoping to see her raptor. She had been looking for it since the close of the battle. Seeing something way up in the sky, she gave a soft high whistle, hoping it was there. She looked back down at her love, knowing that they were all now in great danger, as they were all overly wounded to even help each other. The only woman among them that could help was Caitha, so The High Queen sighed deeply, knowing she would have to now place her trust in this gentle storyteller.

She stood momentarily holding out her good arm, waiting for her raptor. When it landed, she gave it a quick message, then helped it to fly off, hoping beyond hope that the message would be delivered. After she called for the horses to return to her, she went to Caitha.

Caitha stood, looking well injured herself, but with no serious wounds, aCaitha. I have great need of you.a Caitha looked at The High Queen, seeing for the first moment how gravely wounded she was. A great gash was upon her side with blood almost pouring from it, and another gash was from her shoulder and across her arm.

Looking at The High Queenas face and seeing it completely white, she said, aMy Queen. Place a spell upon yourself to slow down the blood flow. You are seriously injured.a The horses returned. The High Queen went to her own horse as well as to Morainla, Sleanelas horse, aWe all die unless help arrives soon. I have need of you to retrieve help and lead them back to us as quickly as possible. Morainla, your love lies dying and I have nothing left to help.a She turned to her own horse, aAnd I am dying from My wounds. Go quickly, and return even more quickly, or we all die here.a The two horses, instantly frantic, left with haste, determined in their mission. The High Queen began to stagger, like some of the others had done, from the shock of lack of blood and from the depletion of her energies, aListen well to Me, Caitha as I will be unable to maintain awareness much longer. I have sent for help. If it doesnat arrive soon, we die here. You will not be able to get us upon what remains of our horses. Do as you can to halt the bleeding. But I have great trust in My messengers. Within a short span, help should arrive.a She turned, staggering back to her Elf, laying beside her, placing her hand upon Sleanelas. Closing her eyes, she sent the very last of her energies into Sleanela, hoping to help slow the flow of her blood. Before slipping into her own unconsciousness, she sent one last message, I love you, My Desire. Come home to Me. Fight!

The High Queen knew nothing of the rescue and their return to the Valley. When she finally opened her eyes after five turns, she found herself alone in her room. She closed her eyes again, feeling weak and exhausted. Listening to the sounds within the adjoining room, she heard her Healer speaking softly to Sleanela. Breathing in more deeply, she was comforted in knowing that Sleanela liveda"the first concern in her mind as she awoke.

She lay quietly without moving, a.s.sessing her own wounds. She now knew it hurt to breathe deeply. She shifted her body, feeling jolts of pain from her left shoulder and arm and from her right side as she moved. She mentally pushed the pain away, suddenly breathless from the sharpness of it.

The Healer heard her move. She came to The High Queenas side, aMy Queen. You have finally awakened.a The High Queen opened her eyes for a moment, seeing her Healer standing above her. Trying to regain her energy and having difficulty with speaking, she simply asked, aSleanela?a aRecovers from her bodyas wounds, but has a great head wound, High One. Her mind is dazed and she remembers nothing at present, except something about stars. I hold hope for her to recover as the swelling decreases in her head.a The High Queen held her thoughts to herself, Poor Sleanela. Alone in The Realm, and now remembers nothing, but then needed to know more, aAnnawn? Others?a aThey all live and recover well. You and your Elf were the most seriously injured and were all but dead when I finally arrived. Annawn reports that you killed well over twenty-three of the Dungaras during the hand-to-hand combat and that there was well over two hundred-fifty Dungaras prior to the battle that you used your powers upon. Your counselors are quite upset at you for taking such a risk as this.a The Healer smiled at her Queen, hoping to lighten the moment, aWould you like me to place a spell of silence upon them?a The High Queen listened, but her eyes grew heavy. She closed them as her Healer said her last words, not hearing the jest. She fell into a deep sleep as she sent one weak message to her lover: Come back to Me, My Desire.

Two turns later, The High Queen awoke again, feeling some energy restored to her. For a moment, she tried to gather her memories together of the battle. While she recalled well their fight against the Dungaras, she couldnat find any memories of their rescue or journey back to the Valley. She moved slightly, feeling the sharp pain from her side and shoulder. She decided not to remove the pain, saving her energy. She wondered if it were eve or turn, but didnat really care. She slowly tried to sit up, but felt a hand hold her down.

She turned her head to where the hand was, seeing Annawn sitting next to her.

aYou must not yet move, my Queen. I will get your Healer.a So softly that it surprised even herself, she said, aSleanela?a aShe recovers from her sword wounds, my Queen.a aI must see her.a aSee your Healer first, my Queen.a She began to rise, not liking Annawnas response. Annawn reached down again gently, holding her Queen down, aPlease, my Queen. Let us speak first to The Healer, then we will try to arrange this.a With only one focus, she ignored Annawnas pleas, aHelp Me to sit up, or leave Me.a Since her left shoulder and arm were well injured as well as her right side near her ribs, any movement caused severe pain, everywhere. She struggled against it, forcing herself to endure the pain, wanting to see Sleanela. The bandages were firmly against her, wrapped well around her waist, and wrapped well around her chest, holding her arm tightly to her body.

The Healer entered the room, seeing her Queen trying to sit up, aMy Queen. Halt. You must not.a aI must see Sleanela.a aListen to me for only a moment, High One, then we will take you to her.a The High Queen looked at The Healer, waiting.

aShe will not recognize you, my Queen. She is yet deep within her own head, away from The Realm.a They helped her to rise and walk to the room in which Sleanela had remained prior to their union. As they entered the room, she saw her Elf lying upon the bed, her eyes focused nowhere. The High Queen was glad to see her awake but sensed that Sleanela was indeed far from The Realm.

They began to help her sit upon a chair, aNo. I wish to sit upon the bed, nearer to her.a The Healer shrugged at Annawn, not wishing to argue with her Queen. They both helped her to sit on the bed.

aHigh One, I must tend to your injuries when you are done.a aLeave Me.a Her tone left no room for negotiation, so Annawn began to leave with The Healer, aForce Leader, remain. I have need to speak to you when I am finished.a Annawn went to a chair slightly away from the bed and Queen, sitting and waiting for her Queen, glad to rest for a moment from her own injuries.

The High Queen looked at Sleanela as Sleanela stared into this strange womanas eyes, aHow are you feeling, My Desire?a She placed her hand gently upon Sleanelas cheek. Sleanela closed her eyes as The High Queen touched her, remembering the wonderful feeling of the touch, but not recalling the woman. She said nothing but searched in her memory for this voice. She re-opened her eyes, studying this strange woman sitting next to her. The High Queen smiled gently at her, sending her a few images. In her mind, Sleanela saw an image of the stars, of Ralodinalindor, and an image of the little wonders.

The High Queen saw that Sleanela turned her head slightly, recognizing something. She sent more images, slowly one-by-one, letting Sleanela think about each for a long moment. Of their first kiss. Of the gardens. Of the Sorrow of the Stones. Of the Sorcerer Women. Of the dwelling they remained in during their first union together.

She could only hope that it would help stir Sleanelas memories, but also knew that it would give her something to hold on to until her full memory did return. Sleanela continued to study this woman, feeling some long gone memory trying to return to her, aYou saved me once.a The High Queen nodded, speaking slowly and softly, aDo you recall this?a aA forest. I remember you looking at me. I remember your eyes upon me.a She struggled to pull the memory to her, aYou touched me.a The High Queen nodded again.

aUpon my arms. And you smiled at me, as you do now.a aCan you bring to mind why I was there?a aOnly that I was dying.a The High Queen sent another image of their stars.

Suddenly, Sleanela looked at her, startled, aI remember Ralodinalindor.a aWhat do you remember of her, My Desire?a She shook her head, again struggling with the memory, aHer. Only. Standing. No, wait. Flying. She flies.a Sleanela winced, placing her hand on her forehead. Her head was beginning to pound again from the swelling. The High Queen put her own hand upon Sleanelas head, removing some of Sleanelas pain. The High Queen winced slightly from taking the pain before she could remove it, trying to move away from her own pain as well, well-weakened from her own injuries.

Annawn watched in silence, not pleased, but trying to understand why her Queen took such risks as these.

Sleanela looked questioningly at this woman, aWhat is it you did, just now?a aI helped your pain to remove itself so that you might feel better.a Sleanela continued to study this beautiful woman before her, sensing that she knew this woman very well, aYou are beautiful. You sent me an image of us as lovers. Be that true?a The High Queen laughed softly so as not to injure her own side, aVery much so, My Desire.a aI know that term well. Someone uses that name with me all the moments. It must be you as I can hear the same quality of voice. But I cannot bring it to my mind.a aIt will come, My Love.a Softly, in a whisper, she asked the woman sitting upon her bed, aWho is that woman sitting over there? I know her not.a The High Queen sent an image of Annawn carrying the sleeping Sleanela in her arms, back to the dwelling at the Scared Isle. She gave her an image of Annawn coming in upon them as they were naked in the same dwelling, showing Sleanela of how she laughed at Annawnas embarra.s.sment.

Sleanela studied Annawn for a moment, staring at her while trying to bring forward her memories. The High Queen studied Sleanela, entering her mind, searching for the memories. She could sense that they were there, at least some of them, so decided to let Sleanela rest for a while.

Sleanela asked, aWho am I?a The High Queenas pain was returning in force, her wounds angered at the position in which she now sat overly long. Ignoring them, The High Queen touched Sleanelas cheek again, softly, sending a message to her of peace and love, aYou are My Desire. You will be recovered soon. Have patience My Love.a aWho are you? You have given me memories of some of our moments together, but who are you?a aLater, My Love. All will return to you. Perhaps when both you and I feel improved, we can walk out to the gardens. They might help restore some of your memories. Rest now. When you awaken again, perhaps some of your memories will be returned to you.a With her hand yet upon Sleanelas face, she sent a small sleeping spell to her. She remained until Sleanela fell back to sleep, resting more peacefully this moment.

The High Queen looked to Annawn, speaking softly, aTell Me of your wounds and how the others fare.a aYou look in much pain, my Queen. Might I help you move to a more comfortable location?a The High Queen nodded, grateful for the suggestion. She tried to rise without Annawn, but couldnat. Annawn helped, moving her to a more comfortable chair that allowed The High Queen to rest her injuries. The Healer finally entered, asking Annawn to help The High Queen to sit away from the soft back of the seat so that she could change The High Queenas bandages.

In an unusual moment, The High Queen pleaded with her Healer instead of demanded, aLater, Healer. Not now. Give Me some peace. Please.a The Healer looked at her, feeling sorry for her. It wasnat often that The High Queen pleaded, aI can do this for you, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna.a The High Queen nodded, looking into her Healeras eyes, aThank you.a Annawn began to tell her what she knew, aAll are well, my Queen, and recovering. None were injured as much as you or our Elf. Caitha is already up and sharing her stories of the battle. The two guards are back in the barracks, bragging of their part in the battle. And Meera and The Highest recover together in The Highestas room. They are already up and walking about in small s.p.a.ces. I, my Queen, am sore but alive, with much thanks to you. There were over two hundred-fifty Dungaras, Highness, and in the face-to-face combat, you killed over twenty-five of them. You killed most of them by using your powers, my Queen.a Frowning, she replied, aAnd I hear My counselors are extremely pleased with My efforts.a aYour counselors are never happy. You are truly a Warrioras Warrior, my Queen. There is much talk about how many you killed.a The High Queen wasnat pleased, aYou shouldnat have told them, Force Leader.a aI told them not, my Queen. They examined the battle site for themselves and drew their own conclusions.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna thought on that for a moment, recognizing that she would be unable to keep such information secret for long. Nodding her understanding, she looked at her Healer, aGive Me a good report, Healer.a The Healer and The High Queen had once been lovers for a short while. Although it hadnat worked out between them, they both loved each other as good friends and trusted each other beyond doubt. The High Queen knew that her Healer accepted her oft-dreaded temper with understanding and patience.

aA good report, High One? Of what? That I had to supply more st.i.tches to you than I have thread? That I fretted over you and your lover for one full turn before I knew you would live? That I have had to place more healing spells upon you than long since prior? That you live? You already know of that one, my Queen. That you insist on worrying me? That you need to eat more? That you refuse to listen to my most excellent advice?a The High Queen flinched, startled at The Healeras reaction, but wouldnat give in to it, aSo then, donat give Me a good report. Give Me a bad one and be done with it.a The Healer laughed a little, appreciating her Queenas wit, aGood. So be it. Your shoulder, arm, and side wound were yet badly bleeding upon my arrival. Could you not have given yourself even a small spell to slow your bleeding down? Your wound on your side will be a nice matching scar to the one on your back. And I cannot give you enough pain relief to allow you to yet rest well. I know not how your arm will fare once healed, but I do know that you will have to retrain it. A queen such as yourself, though, shouldnat be out fighting the Dungaras as if you were yet a young warrior.a After The Healer halted, The High Queen waited for a moment, then asked, aAre you done?a aNo. And I had to help a.s.suage the wrath of your advisors. You know how they feel about you taking such risks as this, my Queen.a aAs if I could have prevented it, Healer?a aEven now, they talk amongst themselves trying to conceive a way to hold you within the boundaries of the Valley, High One.a The High Queen bellowed, aFOOLS! Bring them to Me, this moment. How dare they try to bind Me even further. Have I not given My life to The Reaa"a Annawn interrupted, aMy Queen, if I may?a The High Queen sighed, sorry she did for the pain it created, aTell Me.a aI have already taken care of it, my Queen. They will not bother you about such. And, my Queen?a The High Queen just looked at Annawn, waiting.

aThey only do as such because you are so well treasured. It is a compliment, Highness. Only this.a The High Queen nodded, giving in to the reality of it, aI suppose you speak truth, Annawn. Go and rest now. You have well earned it.a aMy Queen. I remain at your side until you are healed.a aLeave Me, Force Leader. I am tiring and will remain here. If you have need to remain close by, then rest in My bed if you would like, but leave Me for a while.a Both Annawn and The Healer objected, aMy Queen, you cannot remain in this chair to rest.a aI am not leaving My Loveas side. And I am now tired. And please halt from arguing further with Me. I am overly weary to fight you at present.a The Healer pleaded, aPlease, my Queen. You must eat prior to resting. Just a little will make a difference.a She sighed again, again sorry she did so for the pain it caused, aWhat is it I must eat?a aThe cook has made a good soup, High One. I speak truth.a She nodded, aI will try it, but just for you, Healer.a The Healer kissed The High Queen on the top of her head, aI know, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna. Thank you.a The High Queenas heart softened to The Healer, as it ever did, aAnd please place Annawn in My bed. She looks like she will fall down on Me, once again.a The Healer pushed Annawn gently to The High Queenas bed, placing her in it, aMove not from this bed until I tell you that you may do so. Understand?a She looked upon Annawn, thinking her a most astounding woman, wondering if such as her could learn to like such as The Healer.

Annawn was grateful, overly tired from her exertions, and surprisingly pleased by The Healeras attentions to her. She liked the feel of her touch upon her.

aThank you, Healer.a aJust heal, Force Leader. I have no need for another patient.a She began to remove some of Annawnas garments so that she could rest easier. Annawn just watched as she did so, enjoying the tender moment.

Annawn smiled at her, desiring to be touched by her again, aI know you like me, Healer.a The Healer laughed, aI like you when you are not a patient, Annawn. Now rest.a Annawn closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep. As The Healer went to retrieve the food for her Queen, Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna gazed at Sleanela. In order to keep herself awake until The Healer returned, she stood, with much pain, and went back to sit on the side of the bed next to her love. Sleanela opened her eyes, awakened from all the noise in the room. She had listened to the talking, remaining silent, hoping to learn more of these women about her. She looked at this woman that everyone called High Queen, having been told that this woman was her lover.

The High Queen had guessed that Sleanela had awakened some moments prior, having seen a shift in her breathing patterns, aHow is your pain?a Sleanela ignored The High Queenas question, aYou killed over two-hundred Dungaras, whoever they be, and over twenty-five with the sword. How many were there that we battled?a aInitially over two hundred-fifty. After using a fog, arrows and other mystical powers, we battled over fifty with our own weapons.a aHow is it you killed so many?a She started to shrug, then thought better of it, hoping to avoid any further pain, aI have a few powers that I use now and then.a They looked at each other for a moment, Sleanela searching for any memory that would come her way, aWho am I that one so beautiful as you, and one who is Queen would love such as me?a The High Queen laughed, then moaned from the pain, yet smiling, aOh. It hurts to laugh. Donat do so as the pain is terrible. But I am the lucky one, Elfin Faerie.a Sleanela frowned in slight recognition of her background. She tried out the words, aElfin Faerie.a The Healer returned, aSo you are awake then, Sleanela. Perhaps I can get our Queen to make you eat, as well.a She turned to her Queen, aI will bring more soup. The two of you drink all this while I get more.a The High Queen drank some. Finding it of worth, she gave the bowl to Sleanela who took it with her one good arm. They pa.s.sed the soup back and forth until it was gone, and did the same with the second bowl when The Healer returned.

aMy Queen, you need to rest now. You are causing your wounds to bleed slightly.a The High Queen nodded, well-tired even prior to the soup. The Healer moved one of the long chairs closer to the bed, then helped The High Queen move to it. Wincing as she moved, The High Queen tried to find a comfortable position. When she was too pained to move further, the Healer placed a cover upon her, then placed her hand upon her head, aFocus, my Queen. Focus on your breathing. Remove your pain.a The Healer checked on Sleanelas bandages, looking at her occasionally as the Elf watched her.

aWhile I cannot restore your memory, I can help to remove your pain. Do you have much? Your wounds heal nicely now and no longer leak or bleed. Upon your next waking, we will try to get you up for a moment.a Sleanela watched her. She hadnat yet said anything to this woman she couldnat remember, yet treated her so well, aThe High Queen removed some of my pain. What happened to cause our injuries?a The Healer fixed the bed covers more neatly, then looked at her, aYou fought with your Queen and a few others against many Dungaras.a aWho won?a The Healer scoffed, aYou, Annawn and The High Queen always win, my dear.a aI fight in battle with this Warrior Woman?a aAnd with your Queen, who is the most skilled of all. Rest now so that you will heal more quickly.a She placed another light sleeping spell upon the Elf, then returned to her Queen. She placed a sleeping spell also upon her already sleeping Queen, then left the room to check upon Annawn. She looked down at her, surprised at her own feelings of relief that the Force Leader had remained alive. She hadnat known that she felt anything at all toward this one. Seeing that Annawn was safely in a deep sleep, she gave her a soft kiss upon the cheek, then went to check on the others. As she opened the door, she met Caitha in the hallway.

aI have come to sit with them for a while. Annawn and I were to trade off.a The Healer nodded, aThe High Queen moved into Sleanelas room. She will not leave her side. Annawn overexerted herself, as usual, so The High Queen insisted that she go to her bed to rest. They all just returned to sleep, so your visit will be most quiet for a short while. The High Queen and Sleanela drank some soup but will need more when they awaken. Sleanela is slowly regaining some of her memories. I overheard her tell The High Queen that she remembers Ralodinalindor. The High Queen gave many images to Sleanela, and they have been speaking with each other, which is more than I could get from Sleanela, who has refused to speak with me until now. I go now to check upon your love and The Highest. How are your wounds?a aThey heal well. I have some pain, but minor.a aYou did well, Caitha. If you had not helped to slow down the bleeding, both of them would have died. Even with your injuries, you provided that which they couldnat give themselves.a aOur High Queen did provide this service to Sleanela, Meera and Annawn, but not to herself. But The High Queen took on many of the Dungaras, and Jandra killed at least thirteen, if not more.a aAll did as they could do. You did your share, as well. Two hundred-fifty Dungaras against the eight of you was most overwhelming. All of you were well needed. In truth, given those numbers, you should all be dead. Thank the Spirits for The High Queenas powers, though. I knew her powers were great, but to have killed this many prior to the battle itself has astounded all the Valley. I will rest for a short while after I check up on your two, then will come to relieve you. If they awaken first, and you have managed to get more liquid down them, feel free to have one of the attendants remain with them. Until later, Caitha.a aThank you, Healer.a Caitha watched over them, softly singing some songs. Toward the end of her moments with them, she sat next to Sleanela, looking down at her friend as she hummed a tune. Sleanela opened her eyes, awakened by the singing, looking at yet another woman she didnat know.

Caitha smiled at her. She spoke softly so as to not disturb The High Queen, aJandra, you awaken.a Sleanela looked at her, aJandra?a Caitha thought on it for a moment, aOh. They call you Sleanela. You were not always called as such. For many cycles you were known