Or inspirit.
I’m not sure where we are or where she has transported us to, but when I look at a nearby cluster of humming bluebells, I finally realise… We’re in her famous bluebell glade.
Imustbe dead.
Yet the knowledge doesn’t upset me because Ivy is still grasping on to life.
How?
This place is for faeries. It’s where our souls go when we pass.
So, why is she here?
Maghelena steps closer, or she floats, because the grass barely makes a sound as she glides across the glade, her long, silken robes flowing behind her as she heads our way.
When she stops before us, I lose all ability to speak.
I can’t even begin to describe her. She has the long, tapered ears of a Fae, but her azure eyes are spheres of swirling light. Pure, divine light. Goosebumps rise up and down my arms.
She bears a large pair of translucent wings, and when I peer through a segment of her left wing, I spy the treeline beyond.
“Hello, my child.”
My heart thumps when she speaks. Her voice vibrates through my bones, settling somewhere at the base of my spine.
It even sends a tremor through the green earth, yet I still can’t form words. Our goddess simply leaves me spellbound.
Maghelena kneels, casting her blue gaze over Ivy. “So…this is what they look like? Endearing.”
Endearing?
She meets my gaze. “I’ve felt them this past millennium, but I haven’t had the fortune of meeting a human being just yet. Quite beautiful.”
The goddess reaches her long, slender fingers across, brushing aside Ivy’s blonde hair. The human’s pained expression softens, and soon she breathes steadily at Maghelena’s touch.
“It seems the time has come.”
Finally, I find my voice. “What time? Your…your grace...”
Shit. How does one address a goddess?
Technically, she’s supposed to be my mother. She’s the mother of all my people.
Maghelena smiles. “The time for humans to prove they are worth saving. They’ve become corrupt over the last couple of centuries. A darkness plagues them, turning once great friends into foes, and it must be stopped before it’s too late. But one human had to prove their worth first, acting as an ambassador for their people.”
An ambassador?
The goddess takes my chin in her hand. “I saw what she did for you. She put your safety before hers, and a creature that inspires that much love in my eyes is worth saving.”
The tears drip from my eyes at the memory. In Maghelena’s presence, my tears come freely as she awakens my heart.
She wipes them from my cheeks like a good mother should, and I release a sob. “I… couldn’t stop her, and now…nowshe’s…”
I can’t stop. The floodgates are wide open, yet she’s here to soothe me through every wave.
“Fret not, child. She’s not gone. She’s still holding on. As your mate, your souls have become entwined.”
Mate? How and when didthathappen?
