Chapter 3
Rumors had already started to spread. Things were in such a state of confusing and no official comment was being made from the high commander. Some heard that Tal snuck into Mia's room and killed her in cold blood. Others said that Mia challenged her, and some said Tal challenged her. Ka'tel could not believe that Tal'tamey would break the rules in such a way, it had to be Mia's doing. Or more likely Ka'tesh's influence. Tal sat in her room in silence. Sitting on her bed with her arms folded gently on her lap. Her eyes watched her father pace back and forth in front of her. In all his years this had never happened, and he was lost at what to do. She could feel his distress and weakness pour off his body in waves. The queen in her, and her recent killing made her want to jump up and stop him. Remove him from his place for being so weak. But she forced herself to stay seated. Being her father did give him some points. Finally her mother entered the room, the shock on her face apparent as well. The two stared at each other, obviously talking through their minds. A gift Tal had not received yet. She was not fully mature, she still did not need to feed.
"Tal'tamey." Her mother finally spoke, bring Tal's attention to her. "Though the battle was unofficial, Mia is dead, and you now have the right to your own hive..." She drifted off as Mie'tel left the room. "Even though you are so young." You could feel the conflict raging inside the old queen. Her daughter was so young, so inexperienced, how long would she survive on her own hive? With mature experienced wraith, against rival queens? Could she keep things under control? She sighed and leaned against a wall. Tal had never seen her parents in such a weakened state.
"Where has father gone?" Tal asked cooly. Her mother only shook her head and walked up to her daughter and sat beside her.
"He has gone to find you a High Commander. You know it was a difficult decision. To choose one closer to your age, or perhaps one with more experience, to balance you out." Tal just stared at her. She hadn't thought much about a Commander. Now she was afraid. She could handle other females fine, low males are easy as well. But a male, just as authoritative and powerful as she? Could she still rule with such a male?
Ka'tel was in his room, everyone had been forced to remain in their quarters until further notice. He sat at his desk looking at his different file,s not really reading anything. He was to distracted at what was happening. Suddenly he heard a knock at his door. Standing up he opened the door, only to be taken back by seeing the high commander standing there. It was all he could do to maintain his composure. Mie'tel stared at the young male for a long time. Ka'tel and just matured where he went out on hunting missions and could connect to other wraiths minds, but Mie'tel blocked him well.
"Ka'tel, you know why i am here." He finally said. Ka'tel's heart stopped. No, they were choosing now? And him? The shock was clearly expressed on his face. After been given a few minutes, he took a deep breath and nodded. Mie'tel folded his arms and sighed. "You will be introduced, and then be given your hive." He said quickly then left. Ka'tel fell against a wall for support. He could not have been more excited and terrified at the same time.
She didn't want to go. She wanted to protest, but knew that would be a sign of weakness. But if they couldn't feel her nervousness, they must have been in their own little world. Not having matured yet, she still felt youthful emotions, yet lacked the maturity to deal with them properly. Of course though, her mothers powerful presence helped calms things some, but when she left? Oh, no. Tal took another deep breath. The male chosen for her was young and inexperienced to, but he had reached his maturity. This automatically made him stronger then her. When they reached the room it was empty. Naturally she was the first to arrive. Being ushered to her throne she sat down as gracefully as she could. She crossed her legs and let her arms drape across the arm rests. The first time he was suppose to see her. she needed to look regal and powerful. Front strands of her hair was braided and pulled back. The rest hung pin straight to mid back. She wore a black leather dress. Tight, form fitting. Strapless with a law back and low cut. As the dress went down it became a looser lighter material and flowered around her ankles. White designs traced along the body of the dress.
Before she knew it, her mother left the room and she was alone. It was dead silent and a lot darker then the rest of the hive. An attempt to get her use to the feel. The mist swirled around her black high heeled boots. She continued to take deep breaths until suddenly she heard the door open. Her breath caught as she stared forward.