The Elven Princess

We are getting concerned.. another week has passed and still no sign of the portal. I know it’s coming.. and the anticipation is killing all of us. Aaron and I are sitting in Doc’s office.. waiting for our gender reveal! She printed some pictures and said she would be right back! When she walked in she was grinning. Showing us the pictures she said “This is the arm…here a leg.. the head and spine.. and this.. with the little circle around it, is proof of your son!” I squeaked and hugged Aaron so tight! He looked so happy! I said “I am happy our first pup is a boy!” He grins “First?” I nod and giggle at his cute face!

When we got back to the office, I called my grandparents to let them know we’re having a boy, but when she answered she sounded stressed. I asked what’s wrong and she asked if we checked our email. Aaron pulled it up and I started reading. I gasped and said “The Alpha King was told the Corellan killed himself? Tremaine isn’t ready! Is he? What does this even mean? Is it the reason the portal isn’t open?”

Grandma chuckled ruefully “Yeah.. that calmed me right down! Thanks for that!” And I said “Oh look honey! Grandma’s got sarcasm!” He smiles and says “My ladies.. let’s focus! We will call the King and find out what he was told! For all we know, it could be a lie.. Callan claimed you both dead. Who’s to say this isn’t another one!”

Grandma said they were driving down. They want to hear what the King has to say.. and get their first picture of the pup. Aaron smiles and says “Good thing we got extra copies!”

I asked Aaron “What are we going to do about the Elves? Do we take them into custody as soon as the cross the portal? Or do we let them get to the rendezvous?” He said “That’s what we have been kicking around. We have also kicked around the possibility of you and Nimue each opening a portal and us invading.”

I leaped up.. “That’s exactly what we should do! We need two large mirrors.. and send our troops in a hundred at a time! This waiting game has kept the ball in his court! I say we take it back!”

As soon as Andrew and my grandparents arrived, Aaron had everyone in the conference room. He told us our idea and Grandma asked how soon could we have the mirrors? Aaron said “I figured two of them from the ballroom would do. They are probably twelve by twelve!”

Andrew asks “When do we mobilize?” And Gavin tells him our troops are ready to move on a minute’s notice. Aaron says “What if we open a portal here and one at Starry Moon? We would be attacking from different sides.. and the element of surprise is ours!”

Grandpa says “The girls can synchronize the opening of the portals via FaceTime.. and we all arrive at the same time!” Evan asks “Okay.. when do we do this?”

Aaron says “Noon.. tomorrow!” Grandma asked “Should we call the King?” I linked Aaron 🐺 If we speak to Roland.. not a word about our plans, please? We don’t know who might be listening. I don’t trust the council, at all! He answers “Dialing him now.”

When Roland answered in his usual jovial manner, Aaron asked “King Roland? How definite is the death of the Corellan? It seems suspicious to me that word of his death comes after we outed King Callan as the murderer he is… most of the Light Elves have fled DullenDirk!”

Roland snapped down the line “What!?Why wasn’t I informed of this? What are you playing at, Steele? I won’t stand for it! Are you harboring fugitives?”

Aaron growled “You dare use that tone with me!? And harboring? Fugitives? Are you utterly insane. I am providing sanctuary for refugees! You forget I am mated to their future Queen and you forget what I mean to our Kingdom! Now answer my question! How much proof do you have the Corellan is dead?”

He snarls “They sent pictures of the man hanging from the rafters of a garage! Said they found him a week ago and the realm was in mourning. Nothing about fug… refugees!”

Aaron says “You know what I find funny, Roland? The face that Callan would refer to them as fugitives, as well. Doesn’t it strike you odd that you chose that term!? I would appreciate a copy of those pictures either faxed to me.. or in my email within the hour! Have a nice day!”

Andrew chuckles “You don’t have an ounce of respect for the King, do you?” I have never seen anyone talk to him like that.” Aaron smirks “I have the utmost respect for the greatest kingdom in the realm! The monarchy? Not so much! Roland is a weak King.. a weak man! He allows the council to do pretty much as they please.. This pack has been the royal muscle, if you will… for three generations. I have threatened to pull my support away from Roland if he doesn’t do something with the council! They are corrupt! The taxes they imposed on smaller packs have caused some to go under.. to incorporate into larger packs. That’s bullshit! Did you know there are already thirteen deposed Alphas because of this?”

I gasp and look at Aaron “That can not slide! What are we going to do about it? Can we contact these Alphas and help them relocate? Reestablish their pack? That is so sad!”

Aaron pulls me into his lap and whispers “My ever caring mate! Once the war is over, we will dedicate our time to exposing the council as corrupt. Evan is already working on it! Then, we will help those Alphas. Okay?” I nodded at him and smiled happily!

My family left after the truck had arrived to transport that huge mirror and we went out to speak to our warriors. One of the warriors walked over to us and softly said “Luna?” I smiled at him and asked “Yes, Mark? What can I help you with?” He grinned at me.. probably because I knew his name.. but, I know everyone’s name.. and when I said it, his thoughts were happy and full of pride!

He said “We all know you are going to be in battle with us tomorrow.. so we made you this.. to protect our next Alpha.” He held up leather armor with steel plates across the chest and abdomen. It was surprisingly lightweight and sturdy! I smiled and kissed his cheek.. thanking him. He blushed seven shades of red and apologized to Aaron! The fuck!?

Aaron chuckled and hugged me close.. whispering “He apologized to me…afraid I was offended you kissed him. Shhh! Calm, baby! I’m not at all offended! I am so very proud of how much they all love you!”

He’s lucky! When he said offended I was fixing to be all over him like stink on shit! But he calmed me down again, by explaining.. and he called me baby!