Bers smiled as the light of the portal danced in his eyes. “Only the finest for you.”
One by one, six Elves emerged from the portal. I glanced at their uniforms and noticed they all had the same insignia. A red rose with a sea green ribbon running through it. The mark of the Rose Servants of the Aeglire.
Bers nodded. “To take your luggage.”
I felt a bit overwhelmed. “Thank you for coming.”
“It is our honor, princess,” one of them answered, as they quickly went to work.
They efficiently packed everything I needed, and within minutes, they were done.
One Elf tried to grab the chest in my hands, but I stepped back. “Thank you, but I will carry this one myself.”
She nodded and stepped away. Bers gave me an amused look but said nothing.
I turned around.
“Farewell, mama,” I said as I took one last look at her and kissed her on her head.
“Farewell, my daughter. Be safe.”
“I will.”
Tilila and Souhir were next.
I hugged them tightly. “I will miss you.”
“We will visit soon,” Tilila promised.
I nodded and stepped back. I didn’t want to cry, not now. I already shed too many tears.
“Take care of yourself,” I whispered to Souhir. “And take care of my mother and Tilila.”
“You too,” she said, her voice shaking. “And I will, I promise.”
I turned to my mother again and gave her one last big hug. The smell of jasmine and oudh filled my nose, and I took a deep breath to remind myself of home.
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you too, my daughter. And I am so proud of you.”
Reluctantly, I stepped away and turned to Bers. It was time to go.
“Ready?” he asked.
I nodded and took a deep breath. “Yes, I’m ready.”
I took a step towards the portal and paused.
“Thimsal!”
I turned around and saw Tilila running towards me. “Take me with you.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
“I can’t let you go alone. I won’t let you,” she said as she wrapped her arms around me.
“Stay.”