"Say it again, my lord." she said as she hugged him, "My name. Say it again."
"Amari." he said as he kissed her deeply.
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"Amari." a voice called out, waking her from her dream.
Jerking from her deep slumber, Amari opened her eyes and saw an image standing at the foot of her bed, staring at her. Feeling her heart flutter with excitement, Amari jumped out of bed and walked over to the image of her lover, standing in front of her. Gazing at her.
"My lord?" she asked.
"By now you've lived on Earth for eighteen years." Phobos' image said as he put his hands behind his back, "I want you to tell...our son, everything about his past. Where he comes from and that he posesses the same abilities as me, even if he hasn't experienced anything of the sort yet in his life."
"But, my prince!" Amari said as the image vanished, leaving her alone. Again.
Throughout the rest of the night, Amari sat in her bed and stared at the necklace Cedric had given her from Phobos. As soon as she thought she had forgotten about her former past, one dream, and a visit from her lover, brought it all back. Flooding her mind with passionate memories of Phobos and the nights they had spent together in eachother's embrace.
"But that's all gone now." she said, quietly, to herself as she closed her fist, holding the necklace tight, "Why couldn't you've come with us?"
Amari lied down in her bed, feeling a warm tear escape from her left eye and an emptiness she hadn't felt in so long, as she silently cried herself to sleep.
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Alright, yes I'm totally re-writing the sequal to The Women Of The Castle. Why? Because I can (and I have permission). Enjoy what I have instore for this story!