For this one instance in The Realm, these animals ignored their own natural hunting and fearful tendencies so as to be with the Elf. She went to each one, resting her hand upon them. The large ones bent or knelt down to be touched by her, and the small ones waited as patiently as they could for her to bend down to them. She spoke to each of them individually in her Elfin language, and each one understood her messages. She sensed the raptor far overhead and held out her arm for her. The High Queenas raptor flew down, also just wanting to be touched by the returned Elf. Through the morn, she allowed them their audience with her.

Toward the midmorn, she saw Ralodinalindor standing off in the distance.

Ralodinalindor. Come to me.

She wondered why Ralodinalindor had come, being not of these animals. Ralodinalindor was one of the mystical animals and not of these animalsa backgrounds. Ralodinalindor came up to her, nuzzling her great nose gently into her shoulder. She laughed, kissing her upon her nose. The mystic horse tried nudging her hand up, trying to get her to do something, but she didnat know what. She raised her hand to the unicornas head, yet Ralodinalindor seemed anxious. Not wanting to for fear of hurting her, Sleanela had never touched the horn, but suddenly sensed this is what Ralodinalindor wanted from her. She did so, placing her hand around it gently. As she did, Ralodinalindor sent a message of her past of when each Elf was bonded to one of the great flying unicorns, such as Ralodinalindor.

aYou are telling me that you have always been here, knowing there was one last Elf in The Realm? You have been here, waiting for me? You were there when I was born?a Ralodinalindor nodded her great head.

aSo the little ones wait their turn, waiting for an Elf to be born.a Ralodinalindor once again nodded her head.

aAnd The High Queen? Why are you bonded to The High Queen?a Ralodinalindor sent another message, showing her of when The High Queen had saved her.

aI will try to find a way to bring them back, Ralodinalindor. I am sorry for your loneliness. You and I are alike, now. Alone in The Realm. There are no others like us.a Yet anxious, Ralodinalindor waited, hoping her Elf would finally make the connection. She stroked Ralodinalindoras great head, aTell me, my beautiful unicorn, will one of the little treasures agree to be bonded with Sele? She is part Elfin.a Ralodinalindor nodded her great head, and once again tried to move Sleanelas hand back to her horn. Finally, she did, seeing what was being requested of her.

She nodded her understanding, aThis eve, then, my great one. We will make the journey for you, with you. I will see you then and am most pleased to be able to do this for you.a Ralodinalindor nudged her gently, then walked a short distance, jumped and flew off. Sleanela suddenly thought herself most stupid, but was glad for the eveas task ahead of her, thinking that her Queen might be surprised as well.

Sleanela returned to visiting and enjoying the animals for a while longer. At the end of the morn, she thanked them all, then returned to her Queen. She could see that the animals wanted to remain longer with her, but were content in the attention they had received.

Walking back to Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna who had long prior begun meditating in the peaceful meadow, Sleanela stood, waiting, knowing that The High Queen would sense her soon enough. Although The High Queen hadnat yet completed her thoughts, she moved her hand out, as if in offering. Sleanela grasped it gratefully, welcoming the quiet meaning.

When The High Queen was done, she turned to her Elf, aI saw Ralodinalindor. Is all well?a They began their return to the dwelling so that Sleanela could rest, aShe gave me a most interesting story.a aShe gave you a story?a aShe did. About a wonderful Queen who had saved her.a The High Queen nodded, aYes. She was almost dead when I found her. In truth, I thought she could not be saved.a aDo you know why she was dying?a aNo. I have never been able to sense her thoughts.a aFor once then, I have a surprise for you. This eve you will learn of that story. We fly to a new story this eve.a The High Queen studied Sleanela briefly, aI think you are becoming a bit weary, My Love. Your thoughts are making no sense.a Sleanela laughed, aThey make much sense, my Queen. You will see. Ralodinalindor will no longer be alone in The Realm after this eve.a As they walked back to their dwelling, they saw Annawn waiting. Annawn knelt and bowed to her Queen, aMy Queen.a aRise, Annawn, and perhaps you might consider giving Me a rest from this while we are here.a aYes, my Queen. The others are concluding their discussions with the Spirit Mothers. When would you like to begin our lesson with the sword, Highness?a Sleanela had gone inside upon their arrival so as to sleep. aWait here, Annawn. I will return in a moment. You can accompany Me to the lesson.a She made certain that Sleanela was comfortable, then walked with Annawn to the practice site. The High Queen felt a little strange giving lessons to her Warrior Women, but knew not where they could find teachers with more knowledge or practice on the sword. Her teachers had left or died long prior. As far as she knew with any a.s.surance, she was the only remaining master and remained uncertain if any other knew of the long-lost traditions, or if there were any remaining of this t.i.tle. Even with her t.i.tle of such, she had kept it well hidden, having informed only a few close friends. But she was gladdened to know that through Sleanela, at least there was now one great Elfin swordswoman in The Realm.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was thinking and planning on what to teach them when Annawn interrupted her thoughts, aMy Queen, who taught you your sword skills?a The High Queen reflected on her answer, aA great teacher now long gone from here. I was taught the sword from the moment I could walk. It was never easy though, as she was always telling Me how dreadful My skills were.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna scoffed a little at the memory.

aThe stories say that you were never beaten.a aThen the stories forget about the Mungardies. I was well beaten at that moment.a aIt wasnat a fair fight, my Queen. There were four-to-one, and you beat all except the one. And you yet live to tell about it.a aI lived. This is truth, but not because of what you now think. What of you, Annawn? Who taught you your warrior skills?a aYou know this not, my Queen? It was the former leader of your forces.a aAh. Shuraenadell. A true Master, and a great leader. Then you have earned your skills honestly.a She slipped into her memories of her favored force leader, finding that she missed her. Shuraenadell had been one of the last of the great masters and one of her many teachers along the way. But she was aging as Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna had become queen, and had died in a terrible battle shortly after.

aWas she your teacher, my Queen?a aShe was one of many that reinforced my trainings, but wasnat My master teacher, and she wasnat the most skilled of her group.a Annawn could see that she wasnat going to get this information out of her Queen. No matter how hard she or her guards tried, The High Queen never gave up this information. But Annawn also wouldnat give up.

aMy Queen, this is just a guess, but are you the last of the Masters?a The High Queen snapped at Annawn, aWhy are you so interested in My past? What difference would this make to you?a aYou are truly the greatest of all The High Queens, Highness, but since you have become Queen, many of your other abilities have remained hidden and unused. Our realm needs the Masters now, perhaps more than ever prior. Perhaps yoa"a She interrupted, aa"Force Leader! What you ask might be more than you are willing to give. It is a lifespan commitment, and not easily won. The Masters were called as such, as they were masters over their minds. Are you truly willing to commit to that which you know little or nothing about?a aMy Queen. It is a sad turn in The Realm when there is only one master remaining, and that master is unable to provide the teaching to other masters yet to be, due to her other responsibilities.a The High Queen laughed lightly, aI never knew you as romantic as this. Being a master has never been such a romantic notion to Me. It is a hard-won, if won at all, battle of the self. It is not just about sword skills, Annawn. It is far more. For all their dedication, the Sorcerers are far less trained than were the Masters, and they spend their entire life to this end.a aForgive me, my Queen, but Meera and I are excellent candidates for such.a The High Queen halted, looking at her Annawn. She laughed lightly, amused, aYou think as such, do you? And who made this decision for you, My Warrior? Has a master selected you, then? Or do you make this decision yourself?a Annawn wasnat going to give up on this, aYou, my Queen. You have already selected both of us.a She was yet laughing lightly, trying to disguise her surprise, aWhat makes you think I was selected, let alone became one of the Masters? And when did you become as chatty as this, My Warrior? I have never prior heard you speak as much. Since we have arrived here, you have been a fountain of words.a Annawn blushed, well embarra.s.sed, but wasnat going to let The High Queen sidetrack the conversation, aWith all due respect, my Queen, I am a highly trained warrior. As such, I have well-trained observational skills. Perhaps the best in The Realm. I have observed you well, and I know of some of the training the Masters required. I see this in you. I see you meditate. I see you draw forth your mindas forces. I have observed you fight beyond your abilities, winning even when your powers were long useless. As you say, my Queen, it is the training over the mind, and I see that you have this training.a The High Queen resisted giving in to Annawn, never wanting this information known, aWhat in our Motheras names makes you think I was ever a master?a Annawn knew she had won, aI know this well, my Queen.a aThen tell Me. How do you think you know of this? There is no Master left to substantiate this for you.a aNo other stands as you do in The Realm, my Queen. It is the training of the Masters. The stance is of the Masters. I was trained by one, Highness, so I know this well. Your stance is of their stance. They had a bearing like no other. Your words are their words. Your commands are their commands.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna began walking again, considering Annawnas words, displeased that Annawnas answers were truth. She had long forgotten, by desire, that the Masters had drilled their leadership abilities into her, over and over, cycle after long cycle. As Annawn spoke, she remembered as such. She knew well that her words and ways were truly of them. Trying once again to avoid detection, she said, aI think you give Me far more honor than I am due. I am a vowed Queen, Force Leader, and no warrior. Let us drop this conversation.a Annawn pushed yet again, even in knowing that her Queen could become angered, aI knew the Masters, my Queen. And you are one of them.a The High Queen knew Annawn had found out one of her secrets. Slightly amazed and stunned, she spoke quietly and slowly, aIf this is all truth, Annawn, and note that I have not confirmed your words, what is it you would desire of Me?a Softly, like her queen spoke, she replied, aTrain us.a aWhy now? Why have you never prior mentioned this?a aAs I watched you in the swordplay prior turn, I saw my old master standing before me. You use the same skills and the same moves. Until then, I only guessed. But when I saw you with the Woden Warrior Woman, I knew. You are one of them.a aYou know their training wasnat an easy one?a aI know this well, my Queen.a aAnd is never questioned.a aYes, my Queen.a aNever, Force Leader. It is never questioned, or it halts there. It is a dedication beyond reason.a aYes, my Queen. I know this well.a aAnd the Warrior Woman of Woden? She would want this as well, should a master yet exist?a aYes, my Queen. We have spoken of this.a They neared the site, and she saw the Warrior Woman waiting, along with her mate and Sam. The High Queen prepared herself, having only wanted the training to extend to Annawn and Meera. She didnat wish to deal with her sister more than necessary, aI will think on your words, Force Leader. Only that. But know thisa"I have not affirmed your guesses. And that is all they are, Annawn. Guesses.a Annawn bowed to her, aTo your will, my Queen. Thank you. For you to consider my request is all that I can ask.a But Annawn knew that her Queen would now begin to teach her and Meera from the Mastersa ways.

Meera knelt and bowed her head as The High Queen approached, aMy Queen.a She knew that her sister wondered as to why Meera did this, but guessed that Sam thought it was out of respect. Her sister bowed her head, becoming more awed by Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna upon every turn. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna wondered if she should give sword lessons to her sister as well.

aGood midturn, Meeraas mate. Does your visit in this Isle please you?a aIt does, Highness. It be such a gentle place. It is as if no violence has ever occurred here. And the Spirit Mothers are most welcoming to us. Where is Jandra this turn? Be she well?a The High Queen was surprised to learn that she no longer considered Sleanela as Jandra, but ignored the usage of it, knowing that Caitha had called her by that name for a lifespan. aI am certain that she wishes to visit with you further. She will be in attendance at this eveas meal. Do you wish to practice with us this turn?a aMe? Oh no, Highness. I just walked Meera over. I thought I might go to the beach and practice some of my songs.a The High Queen nodded, then looked to Sam, aSamarainathelainelna. It is good to see you this turn. How go your discussions with the Spirit Mothers? Are they answering your questions?a Sam nodded, aThey are. But I have many I would like to ask of you, when there be the moment.a The High Queen bowed her head slightly at the question as she slowly closed and then reopened her eyes, aOf course. Whatever is your desire. Perhaps at this eveas meal, then?a aI was most surprised at your ability with the Spirit Mothers last eve. It makes me wish I had done as much with the Spirits of the Falls.a aIt is ever easy to see what we should have done after the event is past. Knowing what decision to make for our future is nothing more than our best guess. I have learned much over the cycles from My experiences. You will, as well.a aWhile we are sisters, our pasts were far different. While you had a more difficult childhood, you were well trained. And while I had but a more pleasant upbringing, I was mostly untrained, in many ways. You stand as a Queen, not allowing challenges, while I stand as a leader among friends.a aAre you judging the worth of each? Does one stand out better than another?a Sam laughed, aYou would have me say no, but I find your training much more useful over what I know.a aPerhaps, but I think not. Whichever it may be, it is never overly late to learn, My Sister. I yet train and learn whenever there are moments or a teacher available. It is never done. I train these two warriors hard this turn. You are invited to train with them as well, should you desire.a aI will watch for a while only. One of the Spirit Mothers would like to teach me one of the powers she believes I should have.a aExcellent. I had forgotten that they also could do as such.a She turned to Meera and Annawn, aAre you certain that each of you wishes this training to occur?a Annawn bowed, aWithout question, my Queen.a aAnd you, Warrior Women? You wish this as well, and know the expectations? One question only, and it ceases.a Meera bowed, also, aYes, my Queen. As Annawn says, without question.a aWarm yourselves up for a moment. Use only close skills. No big swings. Remain close.a Amused as they maneuvered against each other, she carefully observed their skills and thinking abilities.

After a few moments, she halted their practice, aAnnawn, you overuse your movements, and you step overly heavily in your boots. Stand upon the front of your feet more. You use overly many of the same patterns, and you hold your sword overly tight. Warrior Woman of Woden, you are favoring your right side during close contact. Change your hand positions. And your elbows flap in the wind. Hold them closer to your side. Begin again.a She went to Caitha while they practiced, aTell me, Caitha of Meera. Do you know any songs of the Elfin Faeries from our past?a aOh yes, my Queen. I knew it not at the moment that our Jandra was to become an Elf, but one of your own storytellers gave me an Elfin song. Would you like me to sing it for you?a aPerhaps this eve, but could you tell Me of the story?a aIt is of the last Elfin Queen. The story tells of how she planned to save the remaining Elfin Faeries. But she killed them, accidentally, instead.a aWhat do you mean by this?a aShe buried them alive. What an awful death.a aWhy would she have done such?a aI know not, Highness. It be in the song. They were buried until they are reborn.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna knew that Caitha wouldnat be able to understand the story, so accepted her presentation of it without question. But she knew well that the Elfin Queen must have known most definitely of what she did when she buried the Elves. She hoped they would find her answers when they journeyed to the Elvesa town. She asked Caitha, aDoes it say anything about them returning to The Realm.a As Caitha spoke, The High Queen watched the two with their swords, aThat canat happen though, can it, MaLove? But the song ends by saying they will once again return fully as the powers begin to align. It makes little sense to anyone, but the song is most beautiful, so it is kept around.a aThank you, Caitha of Woden. Enjoy your moment of practice. The beach is a beautiful one here. Look for the amber colored stones. They have many healing qualities, and are only found here upon these sh.o.r.es.a She turned back to her trainees, aHold for now. It is enough. Annawn, use the front of your feet more. Meera, your left wrist seems weak. Is it injured?a aIt was, my Queen. It but heals.a aHold your sword straight out from your side, both of you. Hold it there until I tell you that you may place it down. Allow it not to waver.a She began her own series of meditations as they struggled to hold their swords straight out without letting them move. It was an impossible task, but one that The High Queen would let them struggle with for many moments. She breathed as she was taught, moving into her first meditation. She mentally slowed her heart rate down some, breathing deeply, slowly letting go of her mindas worries. Letting go some of her inner rage. She spoke quietly to herself, inside herself, Focus.

For what seemed an eternity to them, Meera and Annawn stood, struggling to hold their sword out from their side. The pain was unbearable by now, their arms shaking from the strain. Meeraas eyes and mouth were clenched tightly in her effort to do her Queenas bidding. Her shoulder felt as if it were burning. Annawn had done such as this long prior with her former teacher, but had never achieved the mental distancing that was required to last more than a few painful moments.

The High Queen breathed deeply, finally turning to them, aPlace your sword down, slowly. Annawn, do you have a sword that I might borrow?a Annawn gratefully lowered her sword and retrieved another for her Queen. The High Queen smiled wickedly, aNow, the other arm. Try to outlast Me.a The High Queen raised her sword straight out from her side. She then began her meditation, removing herself from her arm. Meera and Annawn did the same with their other arm, watching their Queen moment after moment. As their armsa began to burn from the pain, and as they sought every resource within them to maintain their stance, they watched their Queen hold her sword straight, displaying no signs of discomfort or pain.

Meera and then Annawn gave up. They lowered their swords, yet watching The High Queen. After many more moments, she breathed in deeply, then lowered her sword. She began her teachings by slightly guiding them through the steps of the first meditation. Neither Meera nor Annawn had ever seen the purpose of such, thinking it for the lazy only. Now that they saw benefit in it, they listened well, following The High Queenas lesson. She taught them how to focus, how to breathe, how to listen, how to displace themselves from their mindsa problems, and from their pain.

When she finished the lesson, she taught them a few new sword moves, making them practice slow movements only for a long while. Gathering what she recalled from her own training now long unused, she picked up the sword she borrowed from Annawn. She closed her eyes briefly, gathering her forces to her, then faced Meera, aPractice against Me, My Warrior Woman.a Meera tried her best but saw that her Queen had gone into some long unused sword skills that far outdid her own abilities. For every blow Meera tried, The High Queen made a quick and gentle move that caused Meera to lose her own sword. Meera became frustrated, but said nothing.

The High Queen studied Meera for a moment, sensing her thoughts, aNo, My Warrior Woman. I donat use My powers. At least none that you cannot use as well. With training and practice, you will be able to do as I do. It is nothing special. You focus overly on the woman behind the sword. Focus only upon the sword. While your eyes watch the otheras eyes, your focus must remain upon the sword. Make no connection to the woman behind the sword.a To both of them, she said, aAll your training will only serve to remind you that you know nothing. It is never enough. You are not young so know well the fatal lesson behind one mistake. Your skills are considered as excellent in The Realm, but not even pa.s.sable as compared to the Masters.a She made them meditate once more, making them relax their bodies and move away from their tensions. She could see that focus and breathing were issues for the both of them, telling them so.

aI am completed with this lesson. But Annawn, I am uncertain as to how I am to find the way to dedicate the moments necessary for your training. It is fine while we are here, but as we leave, where will we find such moments as these?a aNeither Meera or I can expect an every turn lesson from you, but we are well dedicated and will carry our lessons with us, my Master.a She raised her eyebrow. In a hushed voice that signaled her anger, she said, aNever call me by such. It is far overly dangerous.a She shook her head slightly, then said, aI leave it to the both of you to solve this issue of practice.a Annawn wondered as to why calling her Master was dangerous, but given The High Queenas reaction, she didnat ask the question.

aNow that the lesson is over, my Queen, a question?a She nodded, aWarrior Woman?a aWhy did you not use these sword skills prior turn against me?a The High Queen considered the question, not wishing to remember this reason. She looked at Meera, speaking slowly, aSome things need to be well hidden from The Realm until the proper moment for them. This is nothing I do willingly or with pleasure. I do now only for The Realm.a Meera knelt before her and bowed her head, I understand, my Queen. Thank you for this favor. I will not forget this personal sacrifice you make.

The High Queen looked down at her, placing her hand upon Meeraas head, You please Me well, Warrior Woman. Learn well so that you will live long for Me. I have much use of you, as does The Realm. Please consider yourself one of My trusted advisors. Rise. Go find your mate. It is almost the moment for our eve meal.

The High Queen looked up, sensing someone near them other than her two warrior women. She looked to the direction of her sensing and saw Sleanela. She smiled at her, not taking her eyes from her. To both Warrior Women, she said, aLeave Me.a They left, both seeing Sleanela. Neither Sleanela nor The High Queen saw them leave, their eyes focused only on each other. After a moment, Sleanela walked over to her Queen, aMy eyes never tire of looking at you. Each moment be like the first.a They took each otheras hands in their own, holding firmly. The High Queen looked upon her tired Elf, aDid you rest well?a Sleanela began walking them to the banquet hall, aIt is well-known Elfin lore that Elves only rest while in the company of their lover.a The High Queen smiled, enjoying Sleanelas playfulness. Very few ever dared played so with The High Queen, as she was taught not to accept familiarity, aOh? I had not prior heard this lore.a aIt be well true, my Queen. That, plus food. They can only rest well with their love beside them, and with food in their belly. Only then.a The High Queen laughed, aI have a sense that much of what I am being told of the Elfin Faeries is just childrenas stories.a Sleanela tried to look offended, aI am injured to the heart, my Queen. Here I provide you with the greatest of Elfin lore, yet you think I jest. And look upon me.a She displayed herself by parading herself in front of her, aLook how efficient I am for you. I eat but one meal per turn yet maintain this magnificent Elfin body.a The High Queen pulled Sleanela to her, embracing her, turning serious. She gazed into Sleanelas eyes, studying the now golden colors and twinkles, aIt is indeed a most magnificent of bodies. In all The Realm, I am glad you have chosen Me, My Elf.a The meal was another banquet, but the atmosphere was much improved upon this eve. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna and Sleanela ate well, having missed all the meals of the turn. As was The High Queenas way, she studied all those around her, often entering then quickly leaving their thoughts. She thought for a moment on what it felt like to have someone always there for her. As a Queen for many cycles, she was never left alone, yet always alone. Now with Sleanela, she was truly never alone. It gave her a moment of peace to feel such.

As she studied the others, she found herself pleased as to the loyalty Meera was displaying and feeling, hoping that no test of Meeraas loyalty would have to occur between herself and her sister. Meera had shifted leaders, but also hoped that Sam would never have to know of such, as she yet loved her as a friend, and as a Warrior. The Spirit Mothers and High Wizard Sorcerer had remained through the meal, but then left them alone.

Seeing it as a good moment to speak amongst themselves, The High Queen looked to her sister, aSamarainathelainelna. You have some questions for me?a Sam had decided to wait until her sister, this most powerful of Queens, felt like answering her questions. She nodded her appreciation, aWho are the Others that you but speak of?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna considered the question, having thought that Sam already knew of this answer, aDid you not ask our Spirit Mothers this question?a Sam shook her head, aNo. I know not who to ask.a aWhat do you know of the First Ones?a aI have read some of their diaries. Woden has some of their later diaries, as they moved out of their first experiment site and to their beginning of Woden.a aYou have not read of when they first arrived?a aNo. Those are the diaries we seek, but we know not where to look. We thought perhaps somewhere in Apien or Fornaith, but know not. After hearing of our other sister living in Sansthera, I but guess that is where the site is located. I have been reading the diaries from when they first separated from each other, and a man named Burn had taken over.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna breathed in deeply, not wanting to explain this, but knowing its necessity, aThe First Ones came from elsewhere. I know not where, but very far from this Realm. They are of the Others. The First Ones are the humans that caused the extinction of the Elfin Faeries, and of many of the other mystical aspects of this Realm. This Realm was vowed ever to be apart from the Others, but I can only guess that someone had forgotten to inform the Others of this agreement.a aWhy do we not wish for their return, as they seem well intelligent?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked at Caitha, studying her briefly, aMy sister, have you ever really listened to your storytellers and singer of stories?a Caitha smiled, knowing that The High Queen well understood the importance of storytellers and singers of the culture.

Sam shook her head, aI thought their songs just stories to amuse the children. Now I see that you think very differently on this.a The High Queen laughed, aI would wager with you that even your Caitha, who has been sheltered from The Realm for most her life, has some songs about this. Singers of our Realm share these songs easily, and our stories can be found in all the small towns throughout The Realm with amazing consistency and accuracy. Is that not correct, Caitha of Meera?a Sam flinched, finally recognizing that when her own Spirit Mothers had said that clues about the First Ones were to be had, part of what they referred to was standing directly in front of her all these cycles, in her own storytellers and singers of stories.

Caitha smiled, aThe Highest has always believed my songs frivolous and for the children, as do most throughout Woden. But whenever I meet another storyteller or song singer, it is as you say. We exchange our past and cultures.a aWhere did the First Ones come from?a aIt is good you ask these questions, but now you must seek the answers. Listen to your storytellers and singers of stories. Return to Me with these questions when you have found some of the answers. I wish not to be harsh, My Sister, but I have great need of you to understand our realm and those who live in it. The Sorcerer Women also sing songs of our Realmas mighty past.a Sam nodded, not perturbed by this, but asked, aDo you have the beginning diaries of the First Ones?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna shook her head, aNo. I have no need of them and have never seen them. The past is written in many ways, and the diaries are only one of them. The Elves knew much of this recorded past, though. Perhaps you might even ask Sleanela after she visits in her Elfin home. I have a guess as to who now holds them, though.a Sleanela answered softly, aSumeanatinelatianon.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded, aSamarainathelainelna, have you begun your lessons with the High Wizard Sorcerer?a aThis turn, as well as with the Spirit Mothers. They say I improve, but that I should practice with you.a The High Queen moved her hand slightly, sending a plate flying to her sister. Startled, Sam tried to catch it with her hands. She touched it briefly, causing it to fall to the ground.

aYour instincts need developing. Use your powers only.a Sam tried sending a gla.s.s to her sister, thinking that she would surprise her, but it had barely moved before The High Queen sent it quickly back. Sam tried to halt it with her powers, but not quickly enough. It fell to the floor, breaking.

Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna laughed, aThen prepare yourself, My Sister, as my training will not be scheduled.a Sam pulled her sword from her sheath, aAnother contest then? I learned how to use some of the powers with the sword play.a The High Queen shook her head, aI have no sword, and you would only lose if I did.a aDo you fear I will become stronger than you?a The High Queen rose, aAnnawn, I have need of your sword for a moment only.a The High Queen got the sword, touched it to Samas, then began the swordplay. It ended it almost as quickly. She had refrained from using her powers when sparring against Meera and Annawn prior, but now with her sister, she included her powers. She was careful not to hurt Sam, but Sam wasnat prepared for the strength behind her sisteras power, which she barely used this moment. As The High Queenas sword touched Samas, she sent her power through her sword, then into Samas sword as the swords touched, causing Sam to drop hers.

Sam picked up her sword, aAgain.a They touched sword tips again, then began. This instance, The High Queen used her power to make Samas arm move away from the attack. Sam tried to prevent her arm from moving where she didnat want it to go, but couldnat place her power there quickly or strongly enough.

aAgain.a They touched sword tips, and instantly The High Queen used her power to prevent Sam from moving her sword. Sam tried valiantly to do so, but didnat yet have the strength to hold against The High Queenas powers.

The High Queen felt sorry for her sister, knowing how difficult such training was. For many cycles in her youth, she felt that she would never master the use of her powers, aEnough?a Sam suddenly made a quick move against The High Queen, trying to use her powers against her. While The High Queen thought it a good effort, she held it off, barely thinking of it.

aYou yet think like a swordswoman of Woden. Use your powers. See the sword as an extension of them only. Try again.a As they began their swordplay, Sam tried to send her power through her sword, hoping to break her sisteras swing. The High Queen was ready for it, but didnat yet use her powers, observing to see how strong her sisteras powers were becoming. Sam swung again, using her powers to try to trip The High Queen. It didnat work, but The High Queen saw that Sam was going to learn quickly, thinking her progress good. Sam kept trying, using her powers upon each swing of the sword, hoping to catch her sister off-guard. After many moments, The High Queen thought it enough, sending her powers through the sword. When their swords touched, her powers went into Samas sword, making it as if it were stuck in stone. Sam couldnat budge it. She removed her hands, looking at her own sword remain in the air, firmly stuck in nothing.

As she waved her hand lightly, The High Queen said, aCatch it,a as she released her powers from it. Sam tried to catch it with her powers, trying to force it back into her hands. She couldnat hold it though, and it fell to the floor, clanging loudly.

The High Queen laughed, aIt fell, but you tried to use your powers instead of your hands. You learn quickly, Highest. It will not feel like much gain to you, but that is an important aspect. You resisted using your hands, and tried your powers. Most excellent, My Sister.a She handed her sword back to Annawn, looking at her sister, aDid you not learn to use your powers against Buron?a aI did, but it was easier when the guards would send arrows at me than with you. Buron was mostly wanting to kill me with his sword, and used few of his powers.a aAh. The Warrior Women of Woden. Yes. Their arrows are without power, so are easier to halt.a She turned to Meera, aWarrior Woman, send something flying to your Highest.a Meera pulled her knife out, aiming for the door in back of Sam. She let it fly, and Sam, as predicted, was able to halt it easily.

Sam looked at her sister, clearly started, aHow did you know this?a The High Queen laughed, aI also had to learn, as you do now. Matching power against anotheras power is most difficult, and overly frustrating.a aI was also taught to use my eyes as weapons.a aYes. I can understand this, but am surprised they gave you powers when they only wanted you dead. Buron was afraid of fire. I saw this as he came into My Valley. Your sword also had a stone in it, did it not?a aA green one. He had a red one.a aThe red stone is stronger. So they did indeed wish you dead. You must have used the fire well against him. His powers were much stronger, but I imagine that your will far pa.s.sed his. He relied on his strength only, never thinking a brain was necessary.a She laughed, aBut he didnat have much of one, did he? Do you yet have this power to use your eyes as weapons?a Sam looked at one of the candles, using her eyes to melt it quickly into a puddle.

aGood. I donat use this power, but it is a good one for you to have. Make certain to practice with this power, as it will serve you well, as it did against Buron. The Dungaras donat have this power.a aWith my powers I was able to save Sleanelas life not overly long prior.a She recalled that Annawn had told her of this, aShe was dying? From an illness?a aA deep knife wound.a aYou are lucky then that you died not. A life for a life is the usual power given.a aAre you able to do as such without risking your own life?a She had vowed to never disclose that she did indeed have the ability to save a life without giving a life, but it was the rarest of all powers and given only to The High Queen. It was also a limited power, though, and one she had never used. She ignored her sisteras question, aAnd how is it that you lived from using this power?a aThe Old One saved me. Meera brought her to me. She revived me from death.a The High Queen again recalled that Annawn had told of this. She wondered briefly who had given Faralinaterail this power, as it wasnat a usual one even for a Spirit Mother. It troubled her, knowing she would have to ask about it, But who? It wasnat in the minds of the High Wizard Sorcerer or the Spirit Mothers. Even Sumeanatinelatianon doesnat have this ability. She sighed deeply, Yet another mystery to solve for The Realm.

aSo, you were also given some healing powers. These will be useful for you when you are in Woden.a Sam nodded, thinking the same. She had just become Highest in Woden of late, but wondered about her sister, aWhen were you made High Queen?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna closed her eyes, thinking it seemed a lifespan ago. She recalled the moment vividly, as it had come as a surprise. She opened her eyes, speaking slowly, aI was young, not yet of seventeen cycles. The High Queen prior to Me was killed in a betrayal. I was gone to the Sorcerer Women in the Mountains for more training, but was suddenly brought back to be instated as Queen of the Valley. One cycle later, I became High Queen of The Realm. I was overly young and hardly prepared, but I had one excellent leader beside Me, teaching and guiding Me for a short while. She was the strongest and smartest leader I have ever met. The Realm lost its best when it lost her.a Annawn wondered if The High Queen would forget and answer this question, aWho was your teacher, my Queen?a The High Queen smiled, knowing what Annawn was after, aOne far better than Me. But not the teacher that taught Me the weapons, Force Leader.a aAnd Shuraenadell was the leader of your forces then?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna nodded, aShe was. Thinking back on our prior conversation, you must have been in her forces at that moment when I became Queen. She was, like the rest of her group, masters of the mind. Their dedication to The Realm was lost as they died. There remain no more like them. Her wisdom was amazing to Me, and yet she was far from the best of them. Perhaps you are correct Annawn. Perhaps it is overly sad that we have no more of the Masters in The Realm. But the Masters had their difficulties, as well. It was the reason for their demise.a Annawn didnat know of this, aMy Queen?a The High Queen shrugged, aSome of them turned against the others and against The Realm. They fought amongst themselves, both sides wanting power and control. Any power is corruptible, and this was one of the most corruptible of all powers. In order to rid The Realm of the Corrupted Ones, the Masters fought them. At the end of the battle, all were gone on both sides, as the Masters gave their lives to halt the Corrupted Ones. A sad tale, and I often wonder about the oft-called Un-corrupted Ones. I imagine Caitha of Woden has heard the songs to this story.a Caitha smiled at this most wise Queen, aIndeed, MaLove. I have. As you say, it is a most sad tale of a most awful battle.a Annawn looked at her Queen, aBut you said the t.i.tle is yet a dangerous one, my Queen.a aSides were taken, Annawn. And we gave a funeral for only eight after their battle. That leaves fourteen yet unaccounted for across The Realm. Nine on the side of The Realm, or so it is believed, and five on the other. We have never yet found any signs of them.a aWas your teacher among those found dead?a She looked at Annawn, but didnat answer, leaving Annawn to ponder on what had already been said, as she herself yet did often. On three occasions she thought she had seen one of the Masters. Once, when she was traveling home from the Sorcerer women, she had glimpsed an image of one of the Masters in a side pa.s.sageway in the north tunnel. The recognition had dawned on her overly late, and as she looked back at the pa.s.sageway, the image was gone. She had pa.s.sed it off for tiredness on her part.

The second occasion she had seen the same Master as she had lain in her bed recovering from the loss of her lover and her deep back wound, just a few turns after the incident. She had awoken to the sight of the Master standing over her. She pa.s.sed this image off to her high fever, as no one else had seen the image. Her Healer at that moment had told her she would never walk again, but after the image of the Master, her back began to heal and she was able to move her legs. She vaguely recalled that the Master had told her a story and had applied some of her healing skills. She never remembered the story, but did recall her voice.

The third occasion was as she and Sleanela rode back into town for the celebration of their union. She had caught only a side glimpse of her, but she thought she had seen the Master standing in the crowd, watching her. When she looked again, the Master was gone.

She had drawn her own conclusions to the mystery, never speaking of them, yet always wondering if what she had seen was real. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna often guessed as to why her teacher would, if she were yet alive, remain hidden. So Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna never mentioned the Masteras name, hoping that The Realm would forget who she was in case her teacher needed secrecy. The former High Queen had been killed through an almost successful takeover and betrayal of The Realm. She could only hope that who remained of the Masters now remained hidden from The Realm to prevent as such again. But Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was also taught to trust very little, so withheld her skills from all until needed, not wishing to give anything away to anyone who might be able to use it against her.

And I have no proof that the Masters were ever truly loyal to The Realm. They all seemed overly controlling for My liking.

The High Queen looked over to Sleanela, wishing to rid herself of these thoughts. She smiled, grateful for her. Never prior had she anyone to turn to in order to forget her worries and concerns. For many cycles she had spent countless eves in her gardens, meditating with the hopes of casting off her worries of The Realm for a few moments. It seldom worked, but since she couldnat sleep, she practiced the skills of controlling her mind, as her teachers had taught her. Now, with Sleanela with her, she thought The Realm an easier place. But she worried about that also, thinking that she would have to be more mindful of complacency. For the moment though, she gazed into her loveras eyes, loving their golden sparkling color.

She remained deep in her own thoughts about the Masters as the conversation continued without her. Meera asked Annawn how long she had been leader of the forces. Annawn was explaining while The High Queen once again contemplated on the Masters, wondering how, if necessary, she could contact the one she had long sought.

Annawn asked, interrupting her Queenas thoughts unknowingly, aHow long do we remain, my Queen?a She sighed, interrupted in her thoughts, knowing well that she needed to return to the Valley, aWould any of you like to remain one more turn?a Sleanela spoke to her, softly, aI know you must return, but if you can spare one more turn, we would all be most grateful. I would guess that you have never prior been able to relax with your closest of advisors in this fashion. While I have not known you overly long, I have never seen them able to converse so comfortably with you, as they do here.a No one else would have dared mention this, but The High Queen knew it was true. She had sensed it herself upon prior turn, recognizing it as Annawn spoke more to her. She knew it could last for these moments only though, as she could allow no such questioning as this when in the presence of others. She knew that she would need to return herself to her role as queen in The Realm soon, and with increased dedication.

She looked at Sleanela, knowing her boldness in confronting her on this issue. She smiled at her softly, aPerhaps none are as brave as you, My Love.a She glanced over toward Annawn, aI a.s.sume you left messengers prepared with our location, should I be needed.a Annawn bowed her head, aYes, my Queen. That and I made certain Miladerain was prepared to handle all your lesser meetings in your absence. You had nothing of large importance for even a few turns from now.a aGood. We can remain one more turn. I need to speak to the Dungaras and to Aalonalden anyway, prior to our leaving.a Sleanela looked puzzled, aWhy must a Queen remain as distant as this? It seems overly difficult and lonely.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna looked saddened by the question, remembering all her training, and what she thought was an overly lonely childhood full of intensity and seriousness, aSamarainathelainelna, do you know the answer to this?a aI would but guess that you were taught to be this way. It be unlike Woden, though, where I have many friends, while you seem to have few, if any.a Meera looked at her Queen, responding for her, guessing at, but truly knowing the answer. It was one of the reasons Meera respected this Queen so. Her sacrifice to her position was even greater than any warrior gave, aShe was taught to have no friends, so no one can be used in hostage, and no one can betray. She was taught to trust no one.a She waited a moment as The High Queen looked upon her, then said, aAnd she was taught to remain aloof so that her closest advisorsa deaths would mean little to her. The closer she becomes to her advisors, the more vulnerable she makes her position.a Sleanela was surprised but remained silent. Sam looked at her, now even more in awe, aSo, you have given up your life, as you said, to The Realm. But do you not now become vulnerable because of Sleanela?a Annawn answered, aA Queen becomes overly hard unless some gentleness is provided. It is up to her guards to protect her lover from the possibilities of hostage or betrayal. Even without a lover, we treat hostage and betrayal as always a potential. With the addition of Sleanela and the new Future Supreme Sovereign, the challenge is increased even more.a aSa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, who trained you to be Queen?a The High Queen looked at Annawn as she answered her sisteras question, aOh, just some teachers that are no longer of The Realm. They died long prior but were good teachers. I hated them of course, in My youth, but as I became older I realized what they had given to Me. As they died, I inherited some of their powers and strengths, much like Sleanela just inherited her Elfin past from her Birth-Mother and Motheras memories and powers. It was their sacrifice to The Realm. Our past was even more mystical than now. It is hoped that it will become so, once again.a aAre there such teachers to train me?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna shook her head, aThey are all gone now. But your powers have been saved for you, and you will be well taught. Sumeanatinelatianon will hate you well for them, as she now hates Me. It is the powers that she seeks. But be mindful, My sister. You seek power, but the powers will soon seek you, and as that occurs, you will be tempted to use them against The Realm.a Sam was truly shocked, aAgainst The Realm? Why would I do as such? It is for The Realm that I now seek them.a aBut the powers must be well controlled. All the powers have a dark quality to them, as well as a bright one. Look upon Sleanelas power that the Sorrows gave to her. It is one of the darkest of them all, yet only an Elfin Faerie can hold the power without turning to evil. Even Sleanela will have to face herself as she uses her power upon some turn, as will your own daughter. The pact we make within ourselves in regard to the powers given to us is not always of our own choosing. It is why I advise you to never trust yourself. Always question your decisions, as others can use a power to twist your thinking. According to Faralinaterail, this has already prior occurred to you.a aAnd yet, it felt like it was my choice.a Sleanela nodded, aAnd mine, as well. Although, looking back at prior, I find moments in my memory that make me wonder. It didnat always seem as correct.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna was intrigued, aAnd if you were to begin the turn of events once again, but knowing your mind had been twisted so that you two would come together, would you have thought any differently?a aHow can I know of such?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna knew her sister had been irritated at her question, but hoped she remained with an open mind, aAt what moment do we choose to question even our very own motivations? That is how difficult it is, and how fully undermining such actions can be. It is why I choose to force Myself to reflect and reverse My thoughts to check My own thinking. One cannot know when a concealed thought has been planted, and yet, I must know. It is of My vow.a She rose, offering her hand to Sleanela, aSince we remain yet another turn, decide among yourselves what it is you would like to do next turn. We will discuss it in the morn. Until then, I bid you a good eve.a Sleanela took her hand, rising, knowing her Queen had enough of the questions for one eve. And Sleanela knew that Ralodinalindor was waiting for them. They left the banquet hall, walking down the path to where their ride waited.

aWhere do we head, My Desire?a Sleanela smiled, saying only, aIt be a surprise for you. And a gift for Ralodinalindor.a The High Queen accepted this, and they both mounted. She could see that Ralodinalindor was excited beyond any moment she had seen prior. They flew high, as was usual to avoid conflict, but came quickly down upon a great lake. As they neared the land, The High Queen could see that no one lived near the lake, and was one she had never seen prior. The forest was untouched for large distances, heavy with old first growth. Ralodinalindor landed on the sh.o.r.e, and Sleanela looked at Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, aWait here, my Queen. I will be a moment only.a She watched as Sleanela went to the lakesh.o.r.e, bent down, speaking to what looked like the lake only. The sun was yet somewhat in the sky, so The High Queen couldnat see the little ones, but they were there. One of them had been chosen, but all the others were around, excited that yet one more of them was about to come into The Realm. Sleanela held out her hand, waiting until the little light landed upon it. When it did, she gently closed her hand to keep the little light from harm. She remounted, smiling at her queen, but saying nothing, aWe are ready, Ralodinalindor.a Ralodinalindor took off quickly but smoothly, heading directly toward the Sorcerer Women in the Mountain. The High Queen began to see where they were headed, but wondered why. She placed her arms around Sleanela, enjoying the ride and looking upon the land. They once again flew high, and after many moments dropped down to the Sorcereras tiny village.

After they dismounted, The High Queen petted Ralodinalindoras great head, now guessing as to what was about to occur, So, we are about to witness yet another great unicorn such as you enter The Realm. I knew not, Ralodinalindor. I knew not that there was one of you for each of the Elves. I knew not that you were dying because Sleanela had become lost to The Realm, and to you it was as if she died. I am well pleased that you will no longer be alone. Now what do we do about our last Elf, my friend, as she remains alone?

Ralodinalindor nudged her, loving her, not able to answer, for she had no answer to this question. Instead, she waited as patiently as she could for Sleanela to bring out Selea, and have the little light become bonded to its own Elf, no matter how little Elfin background Selea carried within her.

Sleanela emerged from the hut where Selea was living, carrying her in one of her arms. The Sorcerer Women had all been called and were arriving near Ralodinalindor, Sleanela having told them of what was to occur. Selea looked a few moons older to Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna, even though it had been only a few turns since she had last seen her. She knew that she would grow quickly, and was gladdened for it.

Sleanela brought Selea over to Ralodinalindor, then opened her hand. The sunas moment in the sky was gone now, so all could see the little light dancing. Sleanela held Selea close to her, though, knowing what was to occur. The little light flew up to Sleanela, kissing her upon her lip softly, then flew to Ralodinalindor, where it did the same. Then it darted over to Selea, flying around her head, listening to Seleas giggles. Selea pointed to the little light, smiling and softly giggling. The little light touched Seleas finger, then flew nearby and landed upon the ground. As they all watched, the little light began to magically grow. Slowly, the little one grew before them, until it was nearly the size of Ralodinalindor. When she was done growing, she walked gracefully over to Ralodinalindor, nudging up to her. Ralodinalindor was so excited she could barely contain herself. Finally, she was no longer alone in The Realm.

aWhat is her name, my Love?a aI knew not how these magnificent creatures were named until my Birth-Mother gave me my Motheras memories. I named Ralodinalindor long prior. Selea must now name this one.a The High Queen was mildly surprised, never really knowing, but thinking it made sense. She looked upon Selea, aWell, Seleamatinelatianonan. You heard your Birth-Mother. What name do you give Ralodinalindoras love?a Selea thought about it for a moment, then sent her message to all, Daronastrianila.

aInteresting. You choose one of the long-prior ancient names. Well done, Seleamatinelatianonan.a Sleanela looked upon her Birth-daughter, aTreat her well, my Birth-daughter. While you are only part Elf, she will expect the same Elfin love as I give to Ralodinalindor. Have respect for Daronastrianila, as she is now bonded to you and will protect you with her life.a Selea sent a final message to her Queen, to her Birth-Mother, and to Ralodinalindor, Thank you. I will cherish this gift.

Sleanela handed Selea back to one of the Sorcerer Women, knowing that the next moment she saw her Birth-daughter, she would probably be walking. She said her good-byes to Selea and to the Sorcerer Women, then went to Daronastrianila, aWe welcome you to The Realm. Would you like to fly beside Ralodinalindor while she takes us back to our Isle? Selea has no need for you this moment, and Ralodinalindor would very much enjoy your company.a The High Queen mounted upon Ralodinalindor, and Sleanela mounted Daronastrianila. Quickly, both the unicorns ran, then jumped into the air, flying and dancing their happiness. The ride back to the Isle was a little longer than the ride to the Sorcerer Women, but neither The High Queen nor Sleanela minded as they rode upon the two great flying unicorns. The great ones danced together upon the wind in their happiness. Ralodinalindor and Daronastrianila finally landed and waited patiently for Sleanela and The High Queen to dismount. Then looking only momentarily at both of them, they jumped back into the air, flying next to each other. They left quickly up to the great heights of the sky, soaring together to touch the face of the stars.

aThank you, My Desire. It is good to see that Ralodinalindor has another for companionship. Now we must find a way to bring back the other Elves so you are no longer alone in this realm.a aI think you the lonely one in The Realm, my Queen. Until this eve, I didnat fully understand this, but I saw it this eve as you spoke of your life and training. You walk a lonely path.a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna sensed her raptor overhead and gave a soft crying noise, calling her raptor to her. She held out her arm and waited. In a few moments, the raptor landed upon her arm. Stroking her head, she listened to her message. In the language that Sleanela couldnat understand, The High Queen gave the raptor a task. The only words that Sleanela understood were, aFind her. Find Llastrinall.a More words were spoken between them, and then the raptor flew off.

They intertwined arms, walking back to their dwelling. Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna continued their prior conversation, aI am no longer alone, as I am now like Ralodinalindor. I have found My happiness. I worry over you, though. You were most quiet this eve. Is there anything I might do to make you pleased?a As they entered their dwelling, Sleanela turned to Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna. In the softest of words, she said, aWhat will you do if she is found?a The High Queen looked at her, surprised, yet not surprised that Sleanela had put the story together so easily, aI know not.a aWho gave The Old One the power to save a life without giving a life?a aAgain, I know not for certain.a aBut you have a guess.a She smiled at her Elf, aAre all Elves as intelligent as you, My Desire?a Allowing the subject to be changed, Sleanela became more playful, wanting to change the tension, aOh no, my Queen. Not nearly so. You have captured the most intelligent of all.a The High Queen laughed, aThen I am well pleased. Just a moment, My Love. I must give a task to Annawn.a aIs she not at the banquet? She didnat return with us.a aShe is always about if not at battle. It is her way.a The High Queen went to the front porch of their little dwelling and gave another soft whistle, this one different than the one to call her raptor. Annawn appeared from out of the dark, aMy Queen?a aBring the Dungaran and Aalonalden to Me in the morn. Have the Spirit Mothers serve us the morn meal here. I also want you here with us, as I want you to hear what the Dungaras has to say.a aAs you say, my Queen.a Annawn began to leave so as to inform the Spirit Mothers, but then turned, aMy Queen?a The High Queen looked at her, not speaking, but waiting. It was enough. Annawn knew she could ask her question, aShe wasnat among those found dead, was she?a The High Queen looked at her, again not answering, knowing that Annawn now knew the answer.

aHow powerful are your powers when used in the old tradition, my Queen?a Softly, she answered, aWhat would you consider as powerful, Warrior?a aHow many Mungardies did you truly kill that turn, my Queen?a The High Queen raised her eyebrow, considering the question. Never prior had she told the truth about that battle when she lost her lover, as she hadnat wanted others to know that she also was a Master. And never prior had anyone even known enough to ask the question. It was one of the few lies that she ever told. Revealing how many Mungardies she had killed prior to being injured by the last one would have told all The Realm that she was truly a Master, as she had been. Unknown to Annawn, she was second amongst all the Masters.

She locked eyes with Annawn, frowning. She studied Annawn very carefully for a few moments, entering her mind, hoping she wouldnat find betrayal within it. Finding no ill will at all, she went to stand next to her, aWhy do you want to know this information?a aWhy is it, my Queen, that I guard you when you have no need for my useless and far weaker skills? You are truly stronger than any of us, and I would wager that even now this turn, you displayed few of your skills. Only once when you made Meera drop her sword so easily did you display your powers. None of this is an effort for you. How much power do you hold, my Queen?a aYou make Me wonder as to your questions. If you were anyone else, I would have much cause for concern.a Annawn knelt before her queen, aGo ahead, my Queen. Search my mind. Make certain for both of us that no one has bent my mind.a The High Queen placed her hand gently upon Annawnas head, searching, carefully looking for anything out of the ordinary. After a long moment, and after being careful not to harm her Warrior, she released her hand, aTell Me, Force Leader. What is it that intrigues you so?a aI think you have more power than you have ever shown, my Queen. What is it I guard?a She paused for a moment, thinking. Wondering. aI shouldnat tell you of this, but if we ever run into battle, you will see of it anyway. Wait here, Warrior, and prepare yourself.a She retrieved a sword from inside the dwelling. By this moment, Sleanela had come outside, curious. The High Queen returned with a sword, looked at Sleanela for a moment, then turned to Annawn.

She spoke softly, aAre you certain you wish to know this, Warrior?a Annawn pulled her own sword, aYes, my Queen.a aUse all your powers, Annawn. Use all your might, or I might harm you. Do you understand? Fear not of hurting Me, as you cannot. Can you do this? Trust Me more this moment than ever prior, Warrior.a aYes, my Queen. I will do as you command. I will not hold back.a She closed her eyes for a moment, focusing on containing this power so as not to harm her Warrior. She opened her eyes, raised her sword and focused. Her eyes became narrowed as she only saw, in her mind, Annawnas sword. She waited for Annawn to take the first move. She did so as vowed, with all her force against the woman she most loved in the entire Realm. The High Queen waited until the last moment prior to the sword hitting her, then with lightening speed, moved her own sword to meet it. She sent much of her power into her sword as the swords met.

A large spark flew from the swords, causing Annawn to let go of her sword, throwing her back as if kicked by a horse, several tree lengths. Annawn fell hard upon the ground, having been thrown with much force, and having been severely jolted by the spark. She lay stunned upon the ground, not fully aware of what had occurred. The High Queen and Sleanela went to her, both kneeling down, looking upon her. Annawn heard their voices but couldnat make out their words. As The High Queen laid her hand upon Annawnas head, Annawn felt instantly improved and could finally hear what they were saying.

She sat up, staring at her Queen. Hoa.r.s.ely, she said, aDid you use all your power, my Queen?a Sa.n.a.lrainathelainelna shook her head, aNo, Warrior. I would have killed you.a aAs quickly?a aInstantly. I had to be careful not to hurt you, so I took caution. This is only a display.a aHow many were there that turn, my Queen?a She hesitated for a moment, then softly said, aTwenty-four.a Annawnas eyes opened so widely she thought they would fall out, aAll of them Mungardies, my Queen?a She nodded her head, aAll of them.a aBut they have excellent powers, my Queen.a The High Queen rose and held out her hand to Annawn. Annawn took it, feeling bruised all over. The High Queen helped her rise, aNone of this must be known, Annawn.a aI understand, my Queen.a aEver fought against an Elfin Faerie, my Queen?a She turned to Sleanela and smiled, aYou might lose.a aSo I see.a Sleanela took Annawnas sword, holding it out to her Queen, aSo what if I did?a aElves donat lose.a aNeither do you.a aWill you use your powers?a aIf you do as well.a The High Queen nodded, raising her sword to her own lover. They touched tips, then began. The swords flew sparks out like an uncontrolled fire. Annawn watched in amazement as they both used skills far beyond her imaginings. She could tell that they tested each otheras strengths and weaknesses, careful not to hurt each other, but raising the level of power, swing by swing. She had never prior seen these two so singularly focused. Meera had come running, as prior, hearing the clash of swords. Standing next to Annawn, she watched the fight. She had only guessed as to The High Queenas real powers, suspecting prior that The High Queen had yet held back. She watched as with each swing, each of them used more and more of their skills and powers. When Sleanela had sword-danced with Meera prior, she hadnat been serious, playing with Meeraas skills. Now Meera saw that she was extremely focused, having to fight hard against her own lover.

Sleanela was more Elfin in that she danced around, able to avoid the blows altogether when she thought The High Queen becoming overly strong, but The High Queen had far more power. Meera, out of curiosity, stepped in to fight against The High Queen, wondering what she would do. The High Queen looked to her momentarily, striking Meeraas sword quickly with the same results that Annawn had faced. Annawn was stunned, seeing that her Queen hadnat lost a moment, disabling Meera within less than a blink. The High Queen then continued her fight against Sleanela as they now moved into the trees. Moment after moment, they tested