Princess of Faerl

*Elentari*

Son? How do I have a son? How did I have a kid with someone I just met a year ago? This doesn’t make any sense. My head swims with these thoughts. Okay, well I get hte past life thing, but really? How could he still look at me like i’m his mom? I looked between my parents, giving the whole situation a once over. I jumped when I heard a door slam harshly. Hep had left the room. Everything in me wanted to follow him. I didn’t want to go through this alone.

“Please, let me.” Khalith spoke gently. “Besides, I’m the only one who can take punch from him if he completely looses it.” He gave me an awkward hug and followed the thunderous reverberations as Hep terrifyingly cried out.

“Can someone exlapin all of this to me?” I needed to know everything. This was the weirdest part of this entire journey so far, and the one I’m going to have the most trouble accepting. My parents looked at me with empathetic eyes, nin gwuaning as well. My little brother just looked around the room cooing, oblivious to the turmoil. Oh to be that blissful.

Tanz flew into the room like a bat out of hell. Or at least her expression was the equivalent, her flying was rather slow. She had a book in tow that was almost as big as she was. “I think this might be necessary.” She let the sealed volume land with a thud on the table. “I’ll be back, this isn’t the only one.” She flew off again.

“It has my name on it…” I said quietly, in awe. My name was written in beautiful calligraphy on the cover. “If you need to know, you need only ask. Never ask, and you’ll never know.” I read outloud, running my giners along the seal. It did not break, but I felt an entire encylopedia of a lifetime had been forcibly dumped into my head. Kinda like when you try to over stuff your candy bag at Halloween. “Head rush..” I muttered, grabbing the closet chair and plooping my ass in it. The handwriting matched my own. All of this had to be written by me, but I have no idea when.

I looked around, trying to hope someone would give answers, but no one opened their mouths. Instead they looked at ME for answers. Well fuck. I closed my eyes and let my fingers dance along the cover, not truly ready to open it. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, for me I didn’t need to break the seal to get the information.

It was like a movie was playing in my head, narrated by myself. A complex chronicle collection of my past lives, all of them, started running through my head. The life Hephaestus found me in was my first. I came back many times, in different realities after that, but my heart was always searching and yearning for him. I always wanted to be home in his arms.

I had to lear from people in the other realities, though, to be able to conquer everything in this life. I had learned from dark witches that focused on their energy as a “force”. I had been to cavernous swellings to learn how to make and control weapons with my mind. Another life I traveled to a world tree to learn how to use life energy to balanced the dark witch energy. That would also had elemental dragons that I got to learn from. I trraveld to another where they had gods of chaos and an emperor they revered as a god. I was there to learn the dangers of blind devotion and deadly addition to power. So much was contained inside the bindings of this volume.

I saw Hep and I in eachother’s arms. I saw my “death”. I saw myself growing a baby while in a coma. I felt my guild and anger all over again. I wanted retribution for all I felt was stolen from me. For my heartbreak and tears. I lifted my eyes to see Hephaestus kneeling before me. I didn’t even know he returned from his moment of emotional outburst. I could tell he had been crying, as he wiped the tears I didn’t know were escapting my eyes.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I acted rashly in that life, I didn’t give us a…” He cut me off putting a finger up to my lips.

“You have done nothing wrong, and there is nothing to be sorry for. You did everything you could to protect us. You raised our beautiful son. Adalith has a reason for allowing these events. There’s always a reason. Normally a reward beyond measure for those who are loyal to Adalith is received after the task is done, as well. Its okay. We’ll be okay. I promise.’ H moved between my legs to hug me while letting me stay in the chair.

I felt another presence close to me, “And you’re mom. I’m not calling you anything but mom.” Khalith was at my side, beaming at me.

“Seems like this has worked out better than Selene thought it would. Helios won’t stop laughing and saying she owes him for a bet.” Aran lets slip, a goofy ass grin on his face.

Khalith took a step back, and blushed a bit, “So uhm, I have to cut this particular bit short, if that’s okay. I need to go see a lady about a bond.” He looked completely embarrassed letting these words leave his lips.

“Oh?” My dad raised his eyebrow, and Khalith nodded.

“Hey, Aran, can you come with Khalith and I to the training room?” Hephaestus asked my brother and winked at me, “Don’t worry, I’m not staying there and will be right back.” He whispered so only I could hear.

“But I need to..” Khalith started to argue, but Hep’s glare cut him off.

“Sure bro, lets go. Need to see Alke?” Aran was oblivious. I figured it out already.

“Something like that. You ready, Khalith?” Hep clapped him on the back and pulled him out of the room. Something in me broke a bit and I burst out laughing.

“Fucking hell this is nuts. I know I’m not 21 yet.. But I’m almost 19… can I get a drink?” I looked at my parents, my eyes begging. This was the weirdest day.

“Princess, this is Faerl, we are magical, and there aren’t humans in our realm. All that crap about human laws you learned are about an alternate reality you told us about in a past life.” My mom laughed at me, bouncing my brother around. “You’re free to do as you wish. I just suggest not getting too inebriated that you do something you don’t want to do, yet.” She gave me a knowing look and I blushed. Like full body blushed.

I grabbed the book, and called for one of the other Pixies, Tourmaline. She was tasked with bringing me small samples of various types of alcohol to my room. Also letting Tanz and Hep know where I was going.

“I’m off to do some reading, and drinking. Hopefully not losing my mind.” My parents laughed a bit and everyone else came back to the room and continued to decorate. One week till birthdays. One month till wedding. We can do this, right?