Hey! I'm back, this time with a sequel to AtT – BUT WAIT. While this may be a sequel, it's a VERY self explanatory sequel. While you may miss some small details, anybody who wants to read this may certainly do so, though it will spoil the ending for AtT.
Anyways, to all my former (and hopeful future) fans, I'm in my third trimester of school and, being in high school, have a strong need to get good grades, so I may not post as much as I did with AtT. This does NOT mean that I will be a bad updater. I hereby solemnly swear that I will never go for more than 1 and ½ weeks without posting a new chapter, unless I give y'all a heads up.
I'm really excited to be back writing again and think this may even turn out better than Avenging the Throne did. And I'd like to take this chance to thank Natalie for helping me to create the plot line for this book. She helped me create the perfect book, and I'm really excited to write it because I know where it's going… okay! Time to let you guys read!
P.S. My penname changed from Writerofthefaeries to SilverMouth.
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"Is she a boy or a girl?" Was the first question of the many which were bombarded towards Farris as he walked through the entrance of his home. They were quickly followed by many more: "What's its name?" "What color eyes does it have?" "How big it?"
"Her name is Ophelia, she is most certainly a girl, she has blue eyes and is quite small but adorable nonetheless," Farris quickly explained. "And your Mum's coming back with her today."
"Ophelia! What a pretty name!" Kayl, as she had been nicknamed, exclaimed loudly.
"I told you, Fin," Quinna grinned triumphantly at her brother.
"Can't we at least have one other boy? Somebody to keep me company," Finneaus pouted. Farris bent down and wrapped an arm around the boy's bony shoulder.
"Come now. At least you have siblings," he supplied. "I grew up all alone without a single brother or sister to my name."
"Let me tell you, Farris, having one sibling of any gender is enough! I have to have three now!" Kayl moaned. "Not that I'm not excited about the new baby," she quickly added, glancing at her so called god father. Farris chuckled.
"You'll probably have more to come, too," he teased. "Alright, I'll go let Amelia go so that she can get home and then we'll leave for Ms. Channery's home." An excited tittering broke out amongst the three children as Farris left them to find their grandmotherly neighbor, Amelia, who offered to care for the children during Leala's labor.
"So her name's Ophelia, eh?" Amelia said warmly, standing up and greeting Farris with a friendly hug.
"I take it you heard us talking?" Farris asked.
"I couldn't help but hear Kayl's explanation," Amelia laughed. "Leala's doing well, I hope?"
"Perfectly. The birth went quite well, much better than the last."
"Wonderful. Well, I'd best get out of your hair. You'll probably want to take the children to see Leala and the new babe. Now you remember to send one of the children over went you return home and I'll bring you supper for the night, understand?" Amelia instructed with an almost stern air.
"Yes ma'am," Farris agreed.
"Good boy. I'll see you in a few hours time," Amelia said as she left the room to collect her things.
Farris crossed the room and entered back into the hallway where all but Quinna stood ready to visit their mother at the doctor's home down the lane.
"She can't find her boot," Kayl explained wearily, rolling her eyes.
"As usual," Fin added. Farris laughed, even though the statement was true. Quinna was infamous for always loosing track of things and causing the entire family to be late, be the item boot or coat.
At long last, a frazzled Quinna clambered down the stairs, right shoe on her left foot and left shoe hanging off her right foot at an obscure angle and her coat just barely held in her small hand.
"Sorry," Quinna panted. "I couldn't find my boot. Will daddy be with mommy?"
"Of course," Farris replied. "And if you'd like to see him, you'd better hurry up." Quinna eagerly tugged on her last boot and skipped out the door, Finneaus trotting along behind her. Kayl, ever loyal to her Godfather waited outside the door until Farris securely closed it and began to make his way down the thin dirt path leading to the main road.
Waiting on the main road were the twins, ready and waiting for Farris to escort them the rest of the way. Taking Quinna's outstretched hand; he led the children down the road, listening to their excited babbling. As Ms. Channery's home came into view, the three children looked up at Farris, waiting for his nod before they broke into an unbridled sprint to the cottage.
As Farris finally reached the doctors home, he heard the excited shrieking of his god children. Ms. Channery waited patiently in the doorway for him, her hands folded neatly at her perfectly smooth apron. "I trust the nothing happened while I was away?" he asked.
"No, Mr. Farnborough. She's awake again. She was quite excited to see the children." Ms. Channery told him in the clear, clean cut voice so typical to her. "If you could deliver a bowl of soup to the missus," she requested, pushing the bowel into Farris's waiting hands.
"Thank you Ms. Channery, for all that you've done," he said before starting up the stairs. Ms. Channery's starched face softened for a moment.
"It's my pleasure," she assured Farris.
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"I don't know why I had to walk," Fin complained as she trotted behind Farris.
"Because you pushed Kayl out of the way of the cart. Anyways, he'll be the one who has to run over to Amelia's house," Farris consoled Fin as they walked back from Ms. Channery's home. After a quick explanation of Leala's various medicines and procedures for the next week and a stern lecture to the children on proper treatment of their mother until she has recuperated, Ms. Channery had let Leala leave her home, loaded into a cart along with Jarrett, Fin and baby Ophelia.
"Great trade," Fin said sarcastically. Silence ensued for a moment as the pair trudged down the dirt road. "Farris, when are you going away again?"
"Why? Do you want to get rid of me?" Farris joked.
"Really. A few years ago, you were almost always gone, but now you're spending more time at home,"
"Well I haven't had a reason to leave home for a few months," Farris explained. Finneaus narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"And another thing – Kentil's father is a merchant as well and he's gone constantly. You can't just stop working. Where do you really go?" Fin carefully examined Farris's face, looking for any hint that he was correct in his guess. Farris avoided his god son's gaze, instead quickening his pace.
"Fin, that's farfetched, completely foolish," Farris chuckled nervously. All of a sudden, Fin halted.
"There's something you aren't telling me, and Kayl agrees. I'm not a stupid little boy; I'm fourteen years old. I have the right to know," Finneaus argued. Farris stopped and turned around to face Fin, now a good ten yards away from the boy. He took a deep breath, calming himself.
"Finneaus don't do this to me, please," Farris begged.
"I want to know, I have the right to know!" Fin protested, his face scrunching into as scowl. The older man bit his lip, debating.
"Fine. But you can't tell Kayl or Quinna a word of this, got it?" Fin nodded readily, completely prepared to agree to any condition. "You've learned about the royal family in school, correct?"
"A little bit. Only the basics. Are you a secret agent for the palace?" Fin exclaimed excitedly.
"No, not… not quite," Farris gulped. "You've learned about Princess Kaylen, correct?" Fin nodded once more. "Her mysterious disappearance isn't completely a mystery. Sixteen years ago she – she passed through this world and into the next one by way of her true father, Namir.
"To make a long story short, I formed a relationship with her, proposed marriage to Kaylen, even. She wasn't the true child of King Gerard and Queen Darcy, the true daughter was disposed of as an infant and replaced with Kaylen, although no one knew of this at the time save for Kaylen's birth father and his accomplice, Vivara.
"Kaylen was recaptured by her father sixteen years ago and told that it was her duty to dispose of her adoptive parents as to put her biological family back on the throne. The night before she was scheduled to commit the murder, Kaylen just decided that she couldn't do it. Her only option was to kill Namir, and she went for it. But… I suppose he got to her first. By the time I got there, Namir had escaped. It's my job to find him again and finish Kaylen's job off," Farris finally finished, his voice trembling. Fin opened his mouth, and then closed it again. He shook his head and looked on at Farris with an expression resembling awe.
"You're pulling my leg," he finally said. Farris shook his head sadly, squeezing back tears. "So you haven't left because you don't have any leads?" Fin clarified. His god father nodded sadly. Frowning, Fin began to saunter down the road once more.
The pair traveled in complete silence, lost in their thoughts until the house rose up into view, at which point, Fin looked up at Farris. "Next time you do get news, can I come with you?"
"Come with me?" Farris repeated slowly.
"You know, when you leave for – for wherever you go. Can I come?"
"Fin, I can't just take children on missions like this. They're dangerous and I'm sure your mother wouldn't appreciate my promising to let you come with me." Farris's face softened as the younger boy slumped. "Maybe you can come, but I'm not making any promises yet."
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Well… what do you guys think so far? Please review, especially to people who read AtT, because I want to know how it compares against Avenging. Thanks for reading!
-Catie
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