The Elven Princess

Seriously! We have so many things to get through today and… This Bitch!.. I look at Deborah and tell her “We were unconscious for three days.. not that that’s any of your business. Our pack was looked after.. very well.. by our extremely competent Beta, Gavin. Nothing fell apart.. crumbled.. or burned to the ground. So, let’s call that a win! Now.. what is so important that you must discuss it with my mate without asking for his time? I know…as a Good Luna.. you are aware of protocol. Brother or no.. his time is precious.. he is always available to pack.. But you aren’t pack, anymore.. are you?”

She blusters “I am more important than pack! I am his sister and no one comes before blood. You! You are nothing when it comes to blood! He should have rejected your freaky little ass! He can’t even take you out in public! I can’t imagine what he sees in you!”

I laughed at her..which pissed her off even more! She slapped me and before I could retaliate, Aaron had her pinned against the wall “You dare lay hands on MY MATE?! I should crush you right now!” And I wrapped my arms around him from behind.. soothing both him and Artemis. He released her and stepped back.. saying “Meet me in my office in an hour, Deborah. It will take me that long to decide not to kill you!”

We walked back into the office and shut the door. I smiled “Well.. I just bet she’s a real hoot at a party, yeah?” He chuckled “She’s always been a spoiled, self-entitled Bitch! My parents Golden Child! I have never claimed her as my sister. The bond just isn’t there! She made it her life’s goal to make me as miserable as possible!”

Gavin speaks up “The things she’s pulled on Aaron are atrocious. Their mother pampered her so much, that on Aaron’s eighth birthday she pitched such a fit about his having chocolate cake wasn’t fair.. going so far as to smashing the cake on the floor.. and demanding a vanilla one, that every birthday after that.. he always had vanilla.. to appease Deb!” Aaron looks up and says “I hate vanilla cake!”

Gavin laughed “I know! I really wanted cake that day, too!” Aaron laughs.. then says “What about her tenth birthday party? She made everyone dress in pink.. and when I shifted the first time..accused me of doing it on purpose.. because I just had to ruin her party! Like I could control it!! No one knew I would shift early!”

We settled down and I examined the photo against the drawing in the book. Looking at Tremaine I said “You are the next Corellan, Tre! You are the Lord of Alfheim!” His face was in absolute shock! He stammered “How? How is that possible? I don’t have Royal blood! I don’t believe we are related to the current Corellan.. I just don’t understand”

I grabbed the book and started looking for anything to help us understand. Once I found what I believed was an explanation, I read aloud “Corellon Larethian, God of Elves, created Light Elves over four thousand years ago. Their purpose was to protect all of earth’s three realms. Reestablish balance in nature..maintain deflect natural catastrophes when needed and to serve all species in difficult circumstance. A thousand years after their creation, they became bored and started playing with dark practices. Becoming mischievous..creating havoc and mayhem. Their practical jokes became hazardous..and harmful. Many turned to blood magic.. using the blood of other species to corrupt their own powers.. making them dangerous.. not only to themselves, other Elves.. but to all species. The God decided he would have to appoint a Lord.. a demigod, to reside and rule the Elves. With his Light Elves evolving into dark and blood Elves, he realized that evil resides in all beings. His choice must always be an Elf with an incorruptible pure heart. He chooses not by blood line.. but by purity of souls. His mark always appears on his chosen one within two days of birth. As long as the heart stays pure in his chosen… the mark remains.”

I look up and summarize “God Corellon Larethian chooses his Corellans at birth. Apparently, as long as they remain true to their hearts.. the birthmark remains, as proof of the chosen. It begs the question, is the current Lord Corellan in hiding because his mark is fading? Or has it faded already? Tremaine has been marked seventeen years.. has his mark been gone so long?”

We all sit.. stunned..and Tremaine is simply in shock! Aaron says “I guess we can call off the guards we’ve had watching him. Obviously, his intentions are good!”

Tremaine asked “I was being shadowed? Really?! Well, Kudos to the people doing it! I never suspected a thing! Awesome!” And I laughed “Shadow Ninjas!”