Alarica sat behind her desk preparing the necessary documents that she needed to provide the council in order for her to have her wish granted. Empty scrolls as well as the Scrolls of Protocol were scattered upon her desk looking as though a tiny tornado had come upon her desk and caused the mess. There was much to do before asking Breanne to do her share of the work.
Leonessa walked into the sleeping chamber to check on Breanne. Breanne was lying awake on the sleeping cushion staring at the ceiling thinking about what Alarica had told her. Alarica has confidence in me, but I don't know if I can. I just paint pictures. It was a lot to take in. She saw Leonessa come into the room and wanted to ask her a question. How do I ask a question without talking? She wouldn't understand my pictures and she can't read my thoughts like Alarica can. Alarica is busy and Mel and Em arewith the princess. She closed her eyes concentrating on the words and gathered all her courage to ask "Queen Mader, couldtch I athk you thometing?"
Breanne waited for something to happen but nothing came. Leonessa instead tilted her head slightly concentrating on what Breanne was attempting to ask. Leonessa made a motion to wait and she will return. She came back with a pad and pencil and gave them to Breanne. Leonessa saw the lost expression "I thought this would help you. Alarica tells me you draw pictures. If that is how you wish to communicate with me I would not mind. It is just mother and of course you may ask me something, what is wrong?"
Breanne concentrated as she wrote her question to Leonessa. Well, Alarica told me about the consors, and I just want to know how I tell her I can't take it.
"First, tell me why you do not wish to be her consors." Leonessa asked believing she already knew the answer. Breanne concentrated on what she wanted to write and how to express her concerns. She considered herself stupid someone without any intelligence. She cannot speak correctly. She could not leave the girls behind they were her children. She was uncoordinated. The list continued. In all saying that, she was unfit of such an honor to be the sovereign's consors. When Breanne finished writing, she folded the paper and placed it on Leonessa's lap. Leonessa unfolded the paper and read the letter. Leonessa immediately excused herself to talk to Alarica about this new development.
"Ernestine, do you need another lesson . . ." Alarica raised her head seeing that it was her mother not Ernestine. It gave Alarica concern because her mother was always a stickler for proper behavior. Rising from the desk walking towards Leonessa "I am sorry mother I thought you were Ernestine. What is the matter mother?" Embracing her mother not noticing the paper her mother was holding.
"I believe you need to read this. It brings to light some concerns that need to be addressed." Leonessa replied handing over the paper to Alarica. Alarica unfolded the paper and started reading. It did not take long before a look of confusion and disgust appeared on her face. Leaving the study, she immediately entered the sleeping chamber expecting to find Breanne on the sleeping cushions. She was not there. She was gone. Alarica searched the manor and ordered the guards to search for Breanne. The girls were gone as well. Elmira had errands to do around town and did not know where they were. No one had any answers. Minime uni, where are you?
She grabbed a cloak and the car keys to search around town herself to find her missing family. Suddenly the front door opened and there were Breanne and the girls carrying various bags and boxes. Alarica was confused over what had happened, she was angry that Breanne did not tell her where she would be going, and she was relieved that her family had returned. Alarica was not sure which feeling was stronger.
"Panis, qua have vos been? Quis est totus illius? Quare did vos non dico mihi vos erant iens alicubi?" Breanne, where have you been? What is all of that? Why did you not tell me you were going somewhere? Alarica asked fiercely not realizing she was not speaking English. It scared Breanne. It was that tone. It was that expression. It was her mother angry with her for doing something wrong. She did not understand what she was saying. She did not understand why Alarica was looking at her like that. Breanne thought she could trust Alarica. What did I do wrong? Breanne crouched on the floor into a tight ball covering her head waiting for the beating.
Alarica did not understand what was happening. Surely, she understood English. Why was she not answering? Why was she taking a frightened position on the floor? All these questions and no answers. Leonessa led the girls outside. Elmira was observing the events unfolding before her. She felt that maybe her sister needed an explanation of the events. After Elmira explained the events, Alarica understood. She was not speaking English it was impossible for Breanne to answer her. The angry expression on her face scared Breanne reminding her of her mother. Everything made sense now.
Alarica removed the cloak she was wearing and gave both the cloak and the car keys to Elmira to put away. Alarica would be busy making up for her mistakes. Sitting on the floor in front of Breanne, not touching her, she started singing the song that always brought Breanne's attention. It worked in the past it will work again. Alarica only needed time and she felt she had plenty of that.
Breanne realized the beating she was waiting for was not going to happen. She started hearing the song that song that always comforted her. She did not understand the words it was the melody that she listened to. She lifted her head slightly to look to the side of her seeing nobody there. She looked to the other side to see the wall. She looked in front of her to see Alarica there singing. Alarica was singing her song. Using that as motivation she straightened up into the position that Alarica had taught her how to stand. Breanne brought her head up, back straight, and hands clasped in front of her. Alarica saw this as a good sign. A sign that meant everything would be all right. She stood up and stepped in front of Breanne smiling. Alarica tugged Breanne's finger slightly as a silent message to follow.
Both entered the study and Alarica closed the draperies for privacy. Retrieving two goblets placing them on the center table she urged Breanne to sit on the cushions. While holding Breanne's hands "Breanne, I am very sorry for my behavior. I was concerned for your safety and well-being. My emotions guided my words not my thoughts. My intention is not to frighten you but to show you love, care, and respect. Do you forgive me?" Alarica asked with tears on the brink of being shed. Breanne nodded her head. Alarica passed the first hurdle now on to the next. The issues that were brought to her attention. "Mother showed me the letter that you had written to her regarding your concerns for your appointment. The issue of intelligence is not only seen in scores in the studies, it is also seen in knowing how to use the information around you and knowing how to use the information that you do have. You are an intelligent lady. I say that because it is reflected in the children. They are a reflection of you in beauty, intelligence, and integrity. The issue of speech is not an issue because there are many methods of communication. I will teach you the warrior signs. Though they are not used, they are still taught to everyone. The girls will come with us. I will not leave them here for many reasons. I will not separate mother and child unless warranted. The issue of coordination is not a factor because as mother will be your teacher you will do well. You will not be expected to learn how to handle a weapon, but you will be expected to learn basic defense skills. The other issues that you had addressed are not relevant in this matter. Everything will come with time and patience. I have plenty of both if guided towards someone I believe is in need of both." Pushing a goblet in Breanne's direction, "This is nectar. It comes from a fruit that can only be found in the frigid northern part of Avalon. This fruit grows high on the mountaintops of the northern territories. The bushes bear the fruit between late winter and early spring. The fruit is not found anywhere else on Avalon. That is why the fruit is very special and is also one of my favorites. Please, try it; you will enjoy it I believe." Alarica and Breanne picked up their goblet. Breanne looked at the color, smelled the fragrance of the nectar, and then tasted a bit. Alarica was right. It was good. She finished the rest in one gulp. Alarica laughed silently as she watched Breanne enjoy her drink.
"Is everything all right now? May I come in?" Leonessa asked from the other side of the drapery. Alarica stood up to open the drapery-letting mother enter the study. Breanne took this as her cue to leave. She had something special to do anyway. Turning around to smile at both Leonessa and Alarica, she left the study to start her special project. It would be her way of saying thank you.
"Daughter, now that things have settled down a bit I can tell you the reason why I am here. I am always delighted in seeing my daughters. I love the both of you. I came here because your mother-in-law received word that the beast that calls herself sovereign harmed her precious and fragile daughter. I assured her that I would see to it that everything is all right. I will report to her my findings upon my return." Leonessa finished with a bored tone all the way through having to go through the same thing herself.
"Mother, please tell my dear and loving mother-in-law that her precious and fragile daughter is well. While she was not harmed in any manner, she was forced however to pay the consequences of being lax in her duties as Her Royal Majesty to the Sovereign Cyan Alarica of Avalon. I am sure that Melisandra had provided her version of the truth that I do not deny. What I will deny however, is the manner in which that truth was delivered without my presence or approval as stated in the Scrolls of Protocol." Alarica finished feeling satisfied that her mother-in-law will receive the message. Of course, Alarica knew that her in-laws would not accept that answer and be forced to see for themselves. So be it.
Leonessa smiled with pride knowing what her daughter had in mind. She would have done the same thing. They talked a while longer urging Elmira to join them. After the talk, Alarica went back to the scrolls, Elmira back to her desk, and mother to see what sort of trouble the children were up to.
"Melisent, what are you doing crouched below the curtain? You announce your presence and ask for permission to enter." Leonessa said a bit confused why Melisent, was on the floor as she was.
Melisent was surprised when she heard the voice. She immediately jumped up and turned around to say, "Just call me Mel, and I'm here because I just wanted to be sure that mama is all right." Melisent replied while standing up from the floor.
"I will call you Melisent because that is your given name. Why not just ask your mother if she is well?"
"All right and mama is painting. She won't hear me if she's painting."
"The proper answer would be yes mamm and your mother is an artist? Alarica had mentioned to me that Breanne drew pictures."
"Yeah, she sold a bunch of her paintings a while ago. She was thrilled that her babies found a home. They're not real babies she just calls them that because they are her pride and joy."
"Yeah does not exist in this household. It is yes or no with a complete answer. Do you think I would be able to see her pictures?"
"Sure, come on I'll show you something. Remember I told you she doesn't always understand things. Well, she got used to not asking any questions. So she works them out in here to save for herself. It's like her diary." Melisent tells Leonessa as they walk into the sleeping chamber. Reaching under the bed, Melisent pulls out a sketchbook, takes a brief look inside to be sure it is the right book, and gives it to Leonessa. "She doesn't care if you look at it. So long as you tell her. I'm gonna go and play with Em." Melisent was one-step away from leaving the room.
"Melisent, please state that last sentence in the correct manner in which it is to be presented." Leonessa said in a mother tone.
"Yeah but I'm just gonna go play with Em." Melisent turned around looking straight into Leonessa's eyes.
"Correctly Melisent" Leonessa replied.
"You're not my mother and you can't tell me what to do." Melisent said in a calm voice as if in challenge.
"That is right she is not your mother however, it does not matter the adult you must treat them all with respect." Alarica said from behind Melisent as she was listening to the conversation. Alarica overheard the conversation from the study. There was pride in Melisent's voice. While that is a good thing, she felt that Melisent needed to stop and realize the situation.
"Yes mamm, whatever you say mamm, may I be excused mamm." Melisent replied growing irritated at this conversation while giving a mock solute.
Breanne came out of the room to look in another one the boxes that she had brought over. She heard a part of the conversation and did not like the way her daughter was behaving. What is Mel doing now? Leave it to Mel to get in trouble. Breanne spoke quietly to Melisent before leaving her to find the necessary item.
"But mama!" Melisent said while stomping her foot.
Breanne turned right around and looked at Melisent to deliver a silent message. Melisent understood and heard the message loud and clear. Melisent stood there taking a couple deep breaths before doing what she had been told.
"I am sorry for talking back to you. May I play with Emily now?" Melisent said looking straight at Leonessa.
"I accept your apology. There are rules that must be followed. Eventually, both you and Emily will learn them all. It is best you learn them now instead of later when it will be more difficult. You are your mother's first born; therefore, you have certain responsibilities that you must abide by. One of which is that of a roll model for Emily. She looks to you to see what she is to do or not to do. Do you understand what I have told you?" Leonessa felt it necessary to start now with Melisent working slowly but diligently in training Melisent to be able to behave in the palace.
"I understand Miss Leonessa. I am sorry. May I be excused now?"
"Just grandmother and yes you may be excused. Thank you for showing the picture book to me." Leonessa smiled as she replied holding up the sketchbook.
Leonessa opened the book to see the pictures. The sketches were of a family of black panthers with a little cat and her kittens in the bunch. The pictures explained themselves. They were pictures of what had happened from the time they met until just a moment ago, page after page of pictures of this family of panthers and this cat telling a picture story. Alarica had been looking at the sketchbook as well. They realized that Breanne did have a gift. The reason she was not able to understand the world around her is that she looks at the world through the eyes of an artist. Understanding that was the key.
Leonessa discussed with Alarica the necessity of showing the book to the prior consors. During training, Breanne would spend time with the prior consors learning things that are not taught by the scrolls. Alarica was furious with her mother for suggesting such a thing knowing very well how the prior consors would view the sketchbook. Alarica had asked the prior consors to judge Princess Claryvorra's picture. The reply was not expected as she viewed it as a bunch of scribbles. Leonessa was embarrassed by the event but because they were best friends, Leonessa only said the consors had too much to drink and did not know what she was saying. There were many members of the palace that was disappointed in Lady Leonessa. Alarica could not find the words to convey her thoughts and ignored her mother until she arrived in America. Leonessa feared it would end her relationship with her daughter. When she arrived, she was happy to receive a warm greeting. All else aside there was only one thing left to do "I am sorry Sovereign Cyan Alarica for questioning your judgment. Please forgive an old lady." Leonessa replied as she bowed fully.
"You are forgiven Lady Leonessa and this subject will not be brought up again. Might I remind you that the Scrolls of Protocol state that the sovereign will train her consors as she sees fit." Alarica said in a quiet voice wanting this conversation to end.
"Thank you for reminding me my sovereign and . . . thank you." Leonessa said still bowed with tears in her eyes. She could not blame Alarica for being angry because Leonessa knew she was wrong. Leonessa straightened up fully looking at the front cover of the book she was holding. Not able to look into her daughter's eyes, knowing what she would see, she presented the book to Alarica who took it away from her mother. "Just be sure to tell Breanne that we viewed her diary and to say thank you." She finished as she turned to leave the room.
Alarica placed the book by Breanne's bedside before she left. Elmira had heard the arguing and knew the best thing to do was to stay neutral and not say anything even though she had her own ideas. Claryvorra saw her grandmother walking outside in a slumped posture. She did not remember her grandmother looking like that. Deciding that maybe the best action would be to include her grandmother in a game to raise her spirits would be a good idea. She grabbed Melisent and Emily and ran outside to meet up with her grandmother. Leonessa could never deny the children anything and thought that the best thing would be to forget the events even for just a little while and play a game with her girls.
Alarica needed to calm herself before going back to the scrolls to prepare them for submittal to the council. That meant spending a little time with Breanne. The question was though where was she. She saw her leave the room but did not pay any attention to where she was going. Walking out of the room and looking around to see if maybe she would see something that did not fit. There it was. There was an empty room next to the laboratory. Alarica saw the closed drapery and smiled knowing that there she was in that room. Alarica walked over to the room "Breanne, could I come in please? I would like to talk to you some more if you would."
Breanne opened the curtain looking straight ahead seeing Alarica's chest. Breanne giggled a little and looked up. Oops, I need to remember to look up. Oh, Alarica is here, but she's early. The smile disappeared when she saw Alarica's face. Uh oh, did that Ernestine do something? Not knowing what else to do she embraced Alarica with all her might and started rocking back and forth rubbing Alarica's back. Alarica's troubles just melted right there as she rocked back and forth with Breanne. They let go of each other after a while. Alarica felt better than she did before with renewed strength. She made the right decision all right not that she had any doubt to begin with.
Well, now that she feels a little better, how about a little painting? Breanne grasped Alarica's hands and sat her down on a cushion on the floor. Picking up a pad and a paint set, she set them in front of Alarica. Alarica looked at the paint and the paper and looked at Breanne with a raised eyebrow. Breanne looked back at Alarica smiling. Just paint a picture and let yourself be free. Alarica shook her head and picked up the brush to start painting.
"Your eminence, I must speak with you." Yelled Melisandra from the hall.
Alarica chose to ignore Melisandra at least until she was done painting. She had a picture to finish after all. Whatever crisis struck Melisandra could wait until later. At least so she thought.
"My sovereign, what are you doing hunched over on the floor. What is this imbecile . . . this barbarian having you do?" Melisandra entered surprised to see Alarica sitting on the floor painting a picture even. Sovereigns do not paint pictures. Do they?
Alarica continued to paint the picture ignoring her queen. She remembered just how much her queen did remember after spending the entire seven days in the library. She did not remember much. Alarica would like to confine Queen Melisandra to the library to learn the scrolls in their entirety; however, if her queen had not learned anything by now it would be her queen's doing not Alarica's not for the lack of trying.
Melisandra continued to scream at her sovereign waiting for a reply to her questions. She grew angry the longer she was ignored.
Alarica stood up to face her queen. There was that feeling on her lower back again. She missed it when it was not there. "Melisandra, right now you are to concentrate on the upcoming Harvest Festival and Celebration. You are to prepare a guest list as well as a menu for me to view before preparing anything. Leave now to do what you were told to do." Alarica finished sitting back down on the floor to finish her picture.
Breanne resumed painting as well as Alarica. Melisandra was left there in the middle of the room being ignored. "Are you not going to answer me? I am your queen and I demand an answer!" She would tell her mother about this. No one does that to Queen Melisandra. Mother would see to it.
Alarica finished her picture and presented it to Breanne. Breanne took the picture and smiled. You see, you can paint. I'll just put it up here. She placed it on an easel and put a pushpin on the top of the picture in a place that the hole would be hard to see. Breanne found a pen and gave it to Alarica. You have to sign your name. Alarica signed her name on the bottom of her creation. Feeling better and able to think again, she was ready to do what she wanted to do when she found Breanne.
"Breanne, Melisent gave us your diary for us to see. I now understand how you think how you process the information that is presented to you. You see the world around you through artists' eyes. You see color and strokes not logic and reason. That is why you are who you are. I will train you do not worry. Mother will be there to train you so you are able to defend yourself. I have to go back to the study and finish preparing the scrolls." Alarica embraced Breanne before leavingheading back to the study. I have to finish this picture. It needs to be perfect.
First, a short note to her mother-in-law, then finish her part of the scrolls. This would be the last time these documents had to be prepared so she did not mind the labor. She left the drapery open when she entered the study. Leonessa returned from playing with the girls outside to see her daughter.
"Mother, please come in. I have a note here for you to present to my lovely mother-in-law if you would please. Please be prepared to hear my mother-in-law complain that the beast was cruel to her precious and fragile daughter. I had Melisandra fulfill her duties after all." Alarica said as she embraced her mother leaving a peck on the cheek.
"I will be sure to present this to her" holding up the note "and I appreciate the warning. Do I need to prepare to come back as well or do you think everything will stay in one piece." Leonessa said with laughter in her voice.
"Whatever do you mean mother? I will not hurt anything or anyone" silently adding much to the end smiling and batting her eyes. Leonessa started laughing with Alarica soon following. Letting her know of the current events she went back to work on the scrolls. She will be dreaming of these scrolls by times end.
It was time to prepare for supper, Alarica left the office to be sure Breanne was aware of the time. Alarica announced her presence and asked for permission to enter. Breanne did not answer. The strokes must be even and the color must be just right. Yes, this is it. I can feel them coming to life. Alarica left after attempting to get Breanne's attention three more times to find her mother. Alarica explained to her mother the situation and both walked in the direction of Breanne's workroom. Melisent saw both Alarica and Leonessa walking towards the direction of her mama's workroom and thought that maybe she should explain her mama.
Melisent gathered Alarica, Leonessa, and Elmira to talk to them about her mama. "I just wanted to tell you about mama. I saw you heading in the direction of the room and thought that maybe I should explain something. You see, mama doesn't know or hear anything when she's painting. There is a special alarm clock that she uses to remind her of the times that she needs to take care of something. If she didn't answer, it's not because she's ignoring you, it's because she just didn't hear you. Grandmother thinks otherwise, anyway, that's what's going on. I'm going get the girls and make sure they're ready."
The three adults left standing in the study looked at each other exchanging the same message. Be sure that the alarm clock is set to the correct time. An alarm was heard as they exited the study. Breanne walked out of the room a short time later and closed the drapery behind her. They need to rest. It's time for supper because my clock told me so. After giving hugs to everyone, they proceeded toward the dining room for supper.
Everyone had an assigned seat according to her rank within the court and according to the occasion formal or informal. Everyone took her assigned seat except for Breanne who adored the flora at every opportunity. Ernestine entered the room a short time later. Taking advantage of Breanne's interest in the flora, Ernestine sat next to her sovereign, as her normal seat would be far away from the sovereign. Mealtime would have started by now however, the queen was late, again. Melisandra entered the room a short time later fawning exhaustion from the hard work she was forced to do. Everyone knew better.
Hearing Melisent's voice, Breanne turned around to take her seat, noticed though that her assigned seat was taken. That was her assigned seat. Alarica told her it was her seat. Breanne did not like confrontation and avoided it whenever she could. Instead, she sat in an empty seat far away from the sovereign.
Alarica noticed the change in seating. She acquired her mother's strict adherence to the rules. With everyone seated, sovereign rings the bell, and the food is served. That is under normal circumstances. However, these were not normal circumstances so the bell was left untouched.
"Mama Rica how come you don't ring the bell?" Emily was hungry and wanted her food now.
"That is because the rules are not being followed."
"Who broke them?"
"Councilor Ernestine broke the rules by sitting in someone else's assigned seat." Alarica knew of Ernestine's greed for food. She was also aware of Ernestine's whimper when the dinner bell was not rung.
Emily was growing impatient as her tummy was growling louder and louder. If the mean lady was not moving by herself then she would help the mean lady move. Three things happened at that point, Alarica grabbed Emily, Breanne ran to get Emily, and Melisandra left the room.
Leonessa had enough. She stood and walked towards Ernestine to whisper something in her ear that caused Ernestine to immediately leave her seat. Breanne could take her proper seat now, Leonessa settled Emily down in her seat, and Claryvorra and Melisent left to get Melisandra. Now that everyone was properly seated and at the table, the bell could ring.
Instead of preparing to bed down for the night, they stayed at the table to address the issue of proper seating arrangements. "We will stay here and address the events prior to supper. I will call upon all those involved to speak their point of view."
"Queen Melisandra, it is your duty to see to it that everyone is present and properly seated. You did not follow protocol why is that?"
"Sire, I thought that your bar. . . I mean consors would speak for herself and resolve the matter on her own." Melisandra wanted Breanne and the girls to leave. She saw the affection that was displayed between them.
"When it was not resolved, why did you not say anything?" Alarica would not give Melisandra the satisfaction of closing the doors on Breanne.
"I had something else to take care of." Why was she asking these questions? Get rid of her and they could enjoy their nights again with delicious love.
"The only thing that needs to be taken care of is the preparations for the Harvest Celebration. That can be continued AFTER the meal. I expect a full report on my desk in two days." Alarica was irritated that her queen would not show responsibility.
"Yes my sovereign, may I be excused?" Melisandra had a long report to tell her mother.
"No you may not be excused."
"Councilor Ernestine, why did you feel the need to change the seating arrangements without prior approval as stated in the Scrolls of Protocol. Your actions caused everyone to wait for the food to be served. The baby took action because she was hungry enough to cause harm to another adult. After excusal, you will diagram in detail the seating arrangements for both formal and informal occasions." Alarica had many sharp implements on the table. Maybe she could take one and . . . but then Breanne would not be able to enjoy the flora.
"Your eminence, my dear sovereign, I had missed you so. We used to be such good friends you and I and I missed that camaraderie. I wanted to be close to you. You know I have been working on your speech and writing the necessary information that you would need for the upcoming meeting. I am sure you do not expect me to do such a menial task right away and that you would expect me to assign it to your consors." Ernestine would not miss any opportunity she could to work her way to the top. She was determined to be documented as the council member that was the sovereign's mind.
Mentally rolling her eyes and gulping her food back down "You will do as ordered." Alarica said, as she looked straight into Ernestine's eyes.
"Breanne, I realize your nature and I realize you are not fully aware of your roll in the court. It is your duty to see to it that the rules are followed. Any wrongdoing done by anyone in my court is to be reported back to me immediately. If it is something that you can take care of you will be expected to take care of the situation on your own. Sometimes, confrontation is necessary Breanne. It is something that cannot be avoided at all times. Lady Leonessa will assist you if you need assistance." Alarica was hoping that Breanne would think about what happened. Though she knew the same thing would not happen again.
"Everyone has their orders, dismissed." Alarica closed her eyes and laid her head back. It was not long before she felt her muscles being manipulated by skillful hands. When the massaging stopped, Alarica felt like wet leather that laid there waiting. Reluctantly, she rose up from her position to go back to the study and finish the scrolls but first, a bath to cleanse away the day.
It was late when Alarica realized the time. It was midnight and she needed sleep. Taking a quick glance towards Breanne's workroom she realized the drapery was still closed and the lights were on. It was too late for Breanne to work. Remembering what Melisent said she hoped that the alarm clock was set for her to go to bed as well and forgot to turn off the lights. She walked towards the room expecting to find Breanne asleep; instead, there was Breanne painting. It was midnight and Breanne was still painting. Alarica made every noise she could think of with the items that were in the room. Breanne did not react. She flicked the lights on and off and nothing happened. She searched for the clock to set the alarm hoping that would get Breanne's attention. The clock could not be found. Breanne's eyes were fixated on the canvas and her hands moved on their own accord. Breanne's mind was centered on the painting so much so, that nothing else existed. Nothing else existed other than the picture. Alarica could not understand.
Alarica had one last hope and that was to sing the song that always brought Breanne's attention. "Minime uni, audio mihi." Little one, listen to me. Alarica sang the song in its entirety and nothing happened. Breanne was still painting. Alarica left the room to return with a cushion, pillow, a blanket, and the robe that Breanne enjoyed wearing. After placing the robe around Breanne's shoulders, Alarica settled herself down for the night thinking that in the morning she would have a discussion about this with Breanne.
It was early morning when an alarm was heard. Alarica reluctantly rose from her bed to see that Breanne was waking up as well. Smiling Good morning, did you sleep good. Breanne embraced Alarica with a good morning kiss to follow. Alarica was growing addicted to these hugs and found herself wanting them more so than she remembered before meeting Breanne. I have something for you. I show you later.
Both left to perform their respective duties then at midmorning Breanne gathered Alarica, Leonessa, and Elmira to her workroom to show them the picture that she had been working on. Standing in front the easel, I don't have anything really, so I painted a picture for you to say thank you. I hope you like it. After Alarica translated Breanne's thoughts, Breanne stepped around the easel to turn it around. Breanne did not cover it because the paint was still wet but the picture was done and she thought they would like see what she had been working on.
Leonessa was in the background, Elmira and Alarica in front of her, with Claryvorra in the foreground. It was done in such a manner that they looked real. The eyes seemed to follow. Everyone in the room was speechless because of the beauty and artistry that the picture represented. No one knew what to say. Breanne thought they hated it and hung her head turning the picture around. Alarica noticed this and stopped Breanne. Looking into Alarica's eyes, she saw love not hatred that caused Breanne to smile.
"Breanne, I . . . I am speechless. My daughters will tell you that does not happen often. The picture is beautiful. When the paint is dry, the picture will hang in the gallery. I had not seen anything that was created this beautifully before." All Leonessa could do was stare at the painting.
"Breanne, this picture is truly beyond words. Ars est porro, tamen vita est brevis. It means art is long, but life is short. This will truly make us immortal thank you minime uni. I would like to address the issue of you taking care of yourself and that involves sleeping." Alarica noticed one of Breanne's eyes closing as she was speaking, deciding that the better thing to do is to lead Breanne to the sleeping chamber for a long awaited rest.
Alarica finished preparing the scrolls while Breanne slept through the day. Alarica reluctantly rose from the chair to go to the sleeping chamber to be sure that Breanne was sleeping well. Breanne woke up as Alarica entered the room. After a bath and a change of clothes now was the time to begin teaching Breanne how to be a consors.
Alarica patiently led Breanne through the long and tedious process of preparing the scrolls. Now that the necessary information was provided, it would be sealed and delivered by hand to the council by Lady Leonessa. Lady Leonessa would be leaving today to go back to Avalon. There were a lot of things to do once she returned home.
Leonessa had finished preparing for her departure. Everyone gathered in the main room not to say farewell, but to say we will meet each other againAssuring Breanne that once things were settled she would return to begin her lessons. Also to remind Breanne that she is loved and cared for. Leonessa left for home back to Avalon.
"Mama Rica this for you." Emily held up a paper to give to Alarica. "Thank you Emily. What is this?" Alarica started laughing as she looked at the paper. The laughter brought the attention of Elmira
"What is it that has the sovereign in such good humor?" Elmira was given the paper that Alarica had been looking at. "Let's see, once upon a time a little kitty came upon a fat panther that was sleeping. Then oops, sorry I did not see the water. Bye bye." Elmira joined in the laughter as well. Alarica pinned the paper on the bulletin board as a visual reminder to those who pass by what happens when the sovereign's orders are not followed.
Ernestine was heard in the backroom screaming. She wanted to tell the sovereign what had happened and that this new consors of the sovereign's should be punished-immediately. As she came upon the office and saw the picture, she realized it would do no good to complain, but that did not mean the sovereign would not hear of the complaint.
"Your eminence, my sovereign, I demand a challenge of revenge. Look at me. I am wet." Elmira was screaming.
"Councilor Ernestine, it is your right to challenge for revenge, however, I would like to remind you that although another means could be found it was the most effective. You had work to do and I have yet to see the seating arrangement that you were ordered to prepare. Breanne was doing what she was ordered to do."
Ernestine stood there in front of Alarica's desk saying nothing. The water turned to steam as Ernestine's temper grew. "My dear sovereign, I demand that you discuss this with her at once. I demand to be treated with respect."
Alarica asked Elmira to find Breanne and to bring her to the study. Breanne was brought into the study standing in front of the desk. She glanced up to the bulletin board that was above the sovereign's head and started giggling. Alarica wanted to get this matter dealt with promptly. Her floor was getting wet.
"Breanne, did you pour water over Ernestine's head." Alarica was trying very hard to stop herself from laughing. Breanne nodded her head yes.
"The reason that you poured water over Ernestine's head . . ." Alarica said as she pushed a piece of paper and a pen in Breanne's direction. Breanne quickly drew the events that occurred prior to the water. Alarica looked at the paper and now understood the events that led up to the water being poured over Ernestine's head.
"Councilor Ernestine, Consors Breanne used the water as a last resort to awaken you. You did not respond to the other attempts that were made to awaken you. While you do have a right to challenge for revenge I will not give approbation of such an action as I do not believe it is warranted- dismissed." Alarica put a cloth in Ernestine's hand and pointed to the puddle that Ernestine created. Ernestine would still be able to offer the challenge to Breanne but if Breanne was injured or killed during the challenge, Ernestine would be punished. Ernestine was forced to walk away without satisfaction.
Alarica took down the picture from the bulletin board and put it together with the picture Breanne had just created. She sealed them and left them to give to Elmira for filing later. Breanne was still standing in front of the desk "Breanne, I am proud of you. I do not believe in speaking of the forgotten, however, I want to tell you that you are very much the consors that I had dreamed of for so long. I thought Odette was the one and I think if you were Odette, she would wait for me to tell her what she should do. You are truly my consors. You have grown stronger and your injuries have healed completely. I cannot force you to stay though I suggest that you do stay. Right now because your appointment has not been publicly announced you still have the choice of living outside of the manor. I worry that your mother will repeat the beating and cause further injuries that you may not be able to recover from. I would like for you to write an invitation to your mother inviting her for dinner next week. I want to meet the woman that feels it is necessary to injure her child. Someone that was born truly gifted. EGO sentio ut nos es uni mei minime uni." I feel that we are one my little one. Alarica embraced Breanne envisioning love passing from one to another.
As they let each other go what does that mean? Breanne could comprehend what Alarica said if she worked it out herself but the last sentence puzzled her.
Alarica shook her head but Breanne was still standing there waiting for that explanation. "It was me thinking out loud that maybe I found my soul mate."
Breanne smiled when Alarica said that. She did have to leave there were things to do. Halloween to prepare for, the kids needed their costumes. She needed her costume. Her mother never accepted her writing so there was only one other to do. Breanne's posture stiffened and she was squeezing Alarica's hands. Alarica was concerned with this behavior and did not know what to think. Alarica knew though it had to be something important so she waited.
Now what do I do? She's going to hear me talk and then she for sure is going to hate me . . . but she trusts me and I am her consors. Breanne asked with tears brimming her eyes. Alarica could you help me? Mother will not read what I write so I have too ask her. Please? It broke Alarica's heart.
"Of course I will help you. In any way I can."
Breanne lowered her head, closed her eyes, and heard in her head what she needed to say. Taking a deep breath with her eyes still closed "My . . . friend . . . Alarica . . .wwwoul . . . like . . .ta . . .ta . . .to . . .invi. . .invi . . .in . . .vite . . . you . . .ta . . .ta. . . to . . .sssupper." Breanne still had her eyes closed and still held her breath as her face grew red. It was the best she could do.
Alarica was afraid Breanne would pass out from not breathing. She wet her index finger and made a line on the lower eyelid of each eye to get Breanne's attention. Alarica was proud that Breanne would try so hard to speak properly. "Breanne, Breanne open your eyes and breathe. Breanne, it is Alarica please open your eyes and breathe for me. I am afraid you might pass out." Breanne opened her eyes and exhaled all the air that she was holding. "That was very nice. I think though that we need to practice. Watch my mouth and see what I do. Together, we can do anything. Remember, to always look the person in the eyes. I know you have to try very hard and you have to concentrate. Look into the person's eyes when speaking to them. Ready, let us begin." Alarica and Breanne worked for quite a while before Breanne started crying. She just could not do it; she could not speak the way other people could. Breanne had given up hope. She felt as if she failed. I knew I couldn't do it, why did I even bother. I'm just too stupid!!
Alarica was certain Breanne would be able to do this. All they needed was time. The look of determination changed to a look of failure. The crying, slumped shoulders, head bowed, and arms crossed in front of Breanne's chest. Breanne did not say anything the rest of the day. She went into her workroom, closed the draperies, and turned on the lights. Breanne would not grant anyone entrance.
Alarica explained to Melisent what happened earlier that day. Melisent understood because she had experienced it herself before. Claryvorra though thought that maybe Breanne just needed a distraction. Something to encourage Breanne to forget about the events it worked for her grandmother it has to work for Breanne. It did not though because Claryvorra could not understand Breanne when Breanne painted, only Melisent did and Melisent stayed away from her mother. Not out of fear but with knowledge that her mother needed time to deal with the failure.
Melisent explained to Claryvorra about her mother. How her mother does things and who she is. Claryvorra had a clearer understanding and knew that there would be only one other person to help Breanne. Claryvorra communicated with her grandmother telling her what happened hoping that maybe her grandmother would be able to help.
There were visitors the next day. Leonessa, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law arrived the next day and everyone had a different purpose. Alarica was away at a meeting and Elmira was in charge. Leonessa was in shock to see Ernestine working and not sleeping. Melisandra however, took advantage of the sovereign being away and went shopping. Elmira made sure the in-laws were comfortable and Leonessa searched for the girls. All were outside under the supervision of one of the guards practicing defensive skills.
Emily saw Leonessa "Gamma you back! Gamma!" Emily ran as fast as she could toward Leonessa.
"Yes Gamma is back. I am here Emily. I have missed you." Leonessa said as she held Emily.
Emily smiled and giggled when she saw Leonessa. Both walked outside and Emily announced grandmother's return. Leonessa told the girls her purpose and to be aware that the in-laws were here. She left Claryvorra to explain to Melisent and Emily what to expect from them.
Leonessa saw the workroom. The curtain was closed and the lights were on. Elmira told her Breanne has not left the room since yesterday. She would not leave the room for any reason. She would not grant anyone entrance. After what Claryvorra had told her the night before she was a bit concerned. It was out of that concern that she entered without permission.