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I could see the people of Rothnia going about their daily lives. Children played in the streets while their parents bartered with merchants. Stray dogs and cats roamed freely, searching for scraps of food. The stretch of my wings felt wonderful as I soared above in the open skies of the Mortal Lands. In my raven form I felt free, freer than I ever had. I watched as she hurried down the village streets, past the fountain, past stalls in the market and squeezed by the townspeople that lingered in the square.
As I continued to fly above everything, I couldn't help but feel drawn to Serra. It was as if there was an invisible force that kept pulling me towards her, urging me to follow her every move. I watched as she weaved her way through the bustling crowd, her long hair swaying behind her with each step she took. Her movements were fluid and graceful, almost as if she were dancing.
I couldn't help but be entranced by her beauty. Her ethereal aura and the shimmering stars within her veins were a testament to her divine nature. And yet, there was a vulnerability about her that drew me in even further. I felt the pull between us, a magnetic force that drew me closer and closer to her with each passing moment. Even after I’d finally answered her call.
Her wishes and dreams summoned me.
She hadn’t truly been afraid for some reason.
However, everything was by design.
Everything was carefully planned; every detail of this web had been thought out. Except one. I knew that if something didn’t change, and change soon, everything was going to come undone. She only looked back once. Flinching away as a group of young men bolstered past her on their way to the tavern.
She was on edge.
I couldn’t chance the glamour again, not with her around. Not after this morning. It took far more than I’dintended to use to cover up the slip. Thankfully the goblins intervened because if I’d lingered any longer, she would have caught on. And I would not have been able to pull away. She saw past whatever magic I had been able to spin together. She saw my true form. And I could not hide it from her. It was easier to fool those with weak minds and even weaker hearts.
But not her.
Even in the garden, next to her home, she had seen me for who I was, all of me. Every detail. She’d seen right through my carefully planned disguise. It was not like I’d really been trying very hard either. But to anyone who had happened by her home, even all those weeks ago, they would not have seen me as she did. In truth, the glamour would fool the mortals, they would have seen her talking to an old, ragged beggar woman. Not the Fae male that I truly was.
The Goblin King, I guess… so to speak. A title given to me so many years ago. A title I had not really wanted at the time. Despite the magic that had come forward that day. Despite asking the goblins to pick someone else.
But it was her request, it had been so easy to displace her memories. Such a simple thing, easy magic. And while I had a basic grasp on the power that ran in my veins, there was still so much more I could not access. Still so much power that I could not reach, could not tap into.
Even now.
It simmered under the surface waiting to be called upon.It danced away from my touch each time I reached for it.
As I reflect on the events that have transpired, I could feel the weight of my exhaustion dragging me down. Suppressing the memories of an entire village was no small feat, but it had to be done. And I had paid the price for it. The wound on my arm was still raw, a constant reminder of what I had sacrificed to achieve this. I had always known that the spells would eventually unravel.
The threads had already begun to break, and it was only a matter of time before the entire thing came undone. But I had hoped that my own strength would be enough to contain it. Unfortunately, that was not the case. The lock on my magic was starting to weaken, and I could feel it slipping away from me.
She was stronger.
A girl with power beyond her understanding. If she knew what she was capable of, if she knew of the power that lay in her blood, the Realms would come undone. A power strong enough to either hold it together, or completely shatter it. Breaking it apart.
Light vs dark.
Shadows vs starlight.
But I needed her. I needed her to break what was holding me back. And I was willing to play this game with her to get what I wanted. I knew that I was taking a risk. If she failed, the consequences could be disastrous. But I had no choice. This was necessary. And if she got hurt in the process, so be it. She meant nothing to me.
The gaps were already there.
This was necessary.
Use her, gain what I was after. And the time had finally come. Forced to put the plans into motion. She was alone, and I was free to gain access to her. I’d been watching and waiting for her long enough. And while I only pushed the scale in my favor, to undo the block on this curse. She sofreelyoffered to me the only thing I wanted, the only thing I needed. She had been trusting, and what a foolish thing she could have done too. I hadn’t hesitated either, hadn’t thought twice. Took the necessary steps to get her to remember what was forgotten. To free what was contained inside her. If it meant freeing myself as well.
To open up the locks.
Her memories were a key, and I was poised to unlock each and every one of them. The more she remembered, the more power was released.
The curse would break.
Caught up in my own thoughts, caught up in watching her, as I followed her back to her home. Gliding along the air currents, free from the leash that held me. Neither of us managed to notice the man with auburn red hair exit the manor and follow her down the street. Slipping past those in his way.
ChapterSix
