Arkarian
"Arkarian, get me a room quick," Dartemis commanded, and I quickly went to one of the bedrooms. Clarissa was still sobbing, and it didn't look good. She was taking this really hard. I don't think that anyone else besides Ethan could be so bad. I haven't known her for long, but I was already worried about her.
Once she was on a bed, she seemed to be even worse. I put my hand on her because I soothed everyone with my touch. It was getting quieter with every passing minute, and she was soon asleep. News was hard to take for her right now. Now I think that everyone understands why Dartemis was trying to get everyone away from her. I knew because she told me already what she could do. We had a nice conversation together before she found out that Rochelle was dead.
Dartemis and I walked out of the room quietly, and once the door was closed he sighed in frustration. He didn't seem to like it much either. She seemed like such an innocent girl to me even though her mother was the Goddess of Chaos.
We entered the main area to find that everyone was still standing. How could I be so rude and forget to bring the chairs out? I materialized the chairs for everyone to have a seat. I left one out for Dillon because he seemed to not be here yet. Jimmy had come while Dartemis and I were taking care of Clarissa, and he seemed informed already with what everyone else knew.
"Who is that girl, Dartemis," Matt questioned him. Matt still wasn't comfortable with calling Dartemis dad or father, but Dartemis didn't seem to mind.
"She's your cousin," Dartemis stated truthfully, but he left out which sibling it was.
"Lorian's," Shaun asked. I knew this would come up sooner or later. Dartemis shook his head. There were gasps of shock all over the room. They had never expected that Lathenia would decide to have her own child. I didn't think of that either until I met Clarissa. I had a strong feeling that she was good.
"How could you let her in here, Arkarian," Matt questioned me. I didn't think that he'd be this hateful of Clarissa.
"I didn't. She let herself in," I whispered truthfully. I knew that people wouldn't like this, but I had to say something. There were more gasps of shock.
"We don't even know her," Isabel stated.
"Most of us present don't," Dartemis corrected her. She looked at him with a confused look on her face. "Dillon is her soul mate. Lathenia put a spell on Dillon that he couldn't look at her or he'd die. She also erased his mind completely of her. There is only one way to break the spell."
"How would that happen," Neriah questioned.
"Clarissa has to...kiss Dillon," Dartemis stated hesitantly.
"What," Matt boomed as he stood up. I checked Clarissa to see if she had woken up. I was surprised that she didn't. Matt must have put a protective shield around the room when we weren't here.
"Calm down, Matthew," Dartemis commanded. Matt slowly sat back down in his chair. "I am not going to let anything happen to my niece."
"You don't even know anything about her," Matt denied him, even though he didn't know the truth, but he tried to avoid it.
"I've known her for eight years," Dartemis stated.
"You didn't tell me about it?"
"What would I have said to make it sound better than what is going through your mind?"
"You still could have told me."
"Do not judge a person just because of their parents."
"Who is her father," Isabel asked abruptly.
"Marduke," I stated for everyone else. There were more shocked gasps.
"That's my sister in there," Neriah questioned us as she looked through the wall as if she could see Clarissa lying on the bed sleeping. I nodded. She got up, but Matt pulled her down again.
"I don't think that's a good idea right now," Dartemis stated as he read Neriah's thoughts. She wanted to go see Clarissa. She wanted to get to know her sister. She wanted more than just her mother for a family. They were both immortal, and she wanted them to be close.
"Why not," she questioned him.
"She's really traumatized right now, Neriah," I answered her. "She probably won't be getting up for a while. Her brain is protecting itself the only way it knows. She needs to sleep, and then you'll be able to get to know her." She sighed with frustration, but she seemed to understand what Clarissa needs to get right now.
"What are we going to tell Dillon," Isabel questioned. We all knew that he couldn't find out that his soul mate was in the other room because that would mean that he would run in there. They'd make eye contact, and he would die. Clarissa could bring him back to live, but it wouldn't be the same really. She'd feel miserable, and if she needed concentration, she probably wouldn't be able to do it.
"We won't tell him anything yet," Dartemis declared, "He'll have to find out eventually, but right now is not the time. Let us wait until Clarissa is up and feeling better before we try to release the spell. It would not help with anything to have Dillon trying to go out and find her. That would be a disaster really." We sat there quietly and just thought about what he said. That would be, and Dartemis knew better than anyone besides Clarissa what would happen if Dillon went looking for her.
"What does she know about the Guard," Matt questioned.
"She knows everything that the order knows because of her gift. I have told her as much as I could about the Guard, but we had very complicated ways to be able to communicate," Dartemis answered.
"How much of that information is true?"
"The only true information really was about a person's gift, and what I was able to tell her. There wasn't much besides that."
"Can she be trusted?"
"Absolutely."
"Did her mother know what was in the conversations that you had with her?"
"No, she never looked into her daughter's mind. She always locked her away, but Clarissa kept the secret of me living as a precaution. She would never think of me when she was back into her little cottage."
"How long do you think until it would be safe to start interrogating her?"
"She will not be interrogated, Matthew."
"I am just trying to protect the Guard, and I want to make sure that everyone will be safe with her around."
"She is my most trusted company. If I ever needed her, she would do anything to help me."
"Are you sure about that?" Dartemis looked furious when Matt questioned his authority and his decision. He didn't get a word out because Dillon came into the room then. It was lucky that everyone could stop talking about Clarissa as if she wasn't in the other room.
"Hey everybody," Dillon stated as he came into the main area. I materialized a chair for him. He didn't seem right though. I didn't know what was going on. He seemed sad and hurt.
"What's wrong, Dillon," Ethan questioned. It was the first time that he spoke today, and I was surprised that he was talking to Dillon right now. He still blamed Dillon for Rochelle's death when he wasn't blaming himself or Marduke. He even blamed the prophecy sometimes.
"I don't know," Dillon replied, "I've just been having the huge head ache today, and I don't know why. I get headaches sometimes, but they're never this intense. I took some pills for it, but it didn't work. Now it's even more intense than before, and I don't know why."
"I can try to heal it for you," Isabel suggested. She started to walk over to him, but Dartemis stopped her.
"It's not something that you can heal," he whispered to her. I was starting to understand it now. I checked Clarissa, and she had a huge headache too. They put a spell on them and made it so that if they ever got close to each other, they would hurt and walk the other way probably.
We suddenly heard a gasp from the entrance of the room. When we all looked, we saw Clarissa running around the corner.
