Chapter twenty
...back in South America, Amazonian river—the cottage...
The lovers laid within each other's embrace, lovingly gazed into each other's eyes—lovingly shared their bodies after since physically distant. Leo entangled his fingers through his wife's red locks, warmly smiled. Neesa lowly, abruptly sighed as she closed her eyes and softly pressed her lips upon Leo's then rose from the soft hay.
While she dressed, Leo leaned upon his elbow—watching. She turned and caught her husband's admiring gaze then queried, purring. "What are you looking at, tiger?"
"You—you are so beautiful." Leo commendably purred, smiled.
She returned the smile, knelt down and leaned her forehead upon his. "We should get back for the others." Neesa whispery suggested.
"Kay, when would you like to leave?" Leo whispered, softly. "As soon as you are ready." She whispery answered with a soft smile followed by a soft kiss upon his forehead. Before they could stand, the sound of loud purring was so close as if it was upon them—almost smothering their air space.
Softly glance upon the large golden feline, continued purring—both smiled and gently petted the cat. Returned their gazes to eachother then stood up—held both hands up, waiting to grasp her lovers as Zahra sat closely beside them. Leo hesitatingly asked just above whisper. "Wait—what 'bout telling Joseph?"
"He always knows." She assured him, tenderly. Then closed her eyes, breathed deeply then exhaled slowly and strongly concentrated, as they teleported back to the ranch. Within the stables, Leo glance at his wife—marvelled and amazed how lucky he is to have, such a beautiful and talented partner.
...upstairs—(Leo's and Neesa's bedroom)...
While the children slept, soundly and safe—Master Wong and Horus conversed, almost whispery. The peregrine falcon explained that he was also great healer but not as high as his daughter would reach.
"So—what you are telling me." Sighly panted, leaning one hand upon his forehead. "Even though, I have certain gifts. Then why is it, that I am walking the earth for the last 5,000 years while my love is murdered. My daughters stolen to be experimented upon—which one physically changed while the other didn't but she is meant to rise up for a much higher purpose? When will this happen? Is there more that I should know about?" Master Wong statedly said, widely gazed the falcon.
The falcon sighed, lowered his head and closed his eyes for a second the opened again as he raised his head, facing the awaiting immortal. 'Everything you know—was meant to happen and, is going to come true also—'
"Also—Also what? I already have asked once and I will ask again. Should there be anything else that I must know." He dementedly inquired. 'If you—' sigh softly. 'You will be killed if go in battle with the enemy.' Horus replied, telepathically.
"Killed?" Raising both hands, grasping his head—glared out the window then abruptly turned back with a disbelieving glance. "I will be killed? How?" he said, gaspily and confusedly.
'Kauket will run-through her jaggered-edge sword through your chest then viciously retrieved it out. Afterwards, tear out your heart then burn you at the stake.' Horus explained.
Horrifically glanced the falcon, silently gasped as he covered his mouth—never knowing the end he wished to have would be a fatal one. 'I'm so sorry, my liege.' Horus apologised.
"No—no, don't apologise. Not the end as I have expected but I do wish for death and be with my beloved, Beltana once again." He sobbed softly. 'If I may, your excellency—Beltana is closer than you realise.'
"What? That is not possible. Where is she?" He confusedly whispered. 'I should not have told you.'
"Where is she? Tell me!" he lowly hissed almost grasping the bird within his clutches. 'You must understand, sire. The mistress, is not ready to return just yet.'
"Return? What do you mean, return?"
'I mean, the mistress is also has her destiny to fulfil just as you have yours.'
Suddenly realising, breathed inhaling and exaltedly—that very same comforting words had made him remembered of what he was meant to do as he had forgotten. "I know what I must do, now."
Silently perched close by, not responding as he listened. "It is time."
The falcon smiled, fluttered to his shoulder and gazed out the window—watching Leonardo and Neesa emerge from the stables. "How am I going tell her?"
'I believe, you may not have to.'
"What do you mean, Horus?"
'The high-priestess of Edfu will come for her, very soon.'
"Tetisheri? She will be coming—here?"
'No, not til after all is relocated in the Amazonian forest also—while within, another identity is to be revealed with a secret.'
Gazed upon the falcon, with wryly confused glance and whispery stated—raised the brow. "A secret? What secret? How many more secrets that must be discovered?"
'This one, you'd would want to reveal.'
"What does the secret reveal?"
'You mean—whom?'
Master Wong gazed with widen glance then turned, assuming it may be Neesa then Horus shaking his head, saying. 'No, it is another. One you least expected—ever.'
Wryly glanced the bird, then immediately realised but still disbelieved it could be. "No, it couldn't be."
'We all have a role to play, sire—and most of us, don't have a choice. You of all, know this—better than anyone.'
"What is it, am I suppose to do?" Master Wong said, unsure and felt trapped. 'Unmask her—or it will be the world. You must unveil the truth, before it is too late. Do it the sake of your grand-children, sire.'
The old man, turned and gazed upon each of his grand-daughters—sleeping soundly and safe then also thought of his other grand-children, both biological and adopted. 'What have you decided?'
"To do what is to be done—and protect my family. Who is the imposter?"
'You know her all—too well.'
No response, nodding agreeable.
...In the stables...
Neesa collapsed from the energy draining exhaustion, the blue clad terrapin hurried to her side and caught her before she fell to the ground. "Neesa!" he cried.
"I am alright—just slightly light-headed." She whispered, warmly smiled. "Neesa, you literally collapsed." Leo told her, wryly. "I'll be ok, just give me a minute." Neesa assured softly. "I will be strong again, shortly."
He gazed her with wryly concerned as he softly nodded and quickly laid his forearm underneath her legs and bridal carried her, gently. "Promise me one thing, my love."
"Anything."
"Don't scare me like that."
"I promise, watashi n ai shimas."
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...To be continued in chapter twenty-one...
I know this is a short chappie. From now on, this instalment will begin to get slow—real slow. Also, has the old man actually discovered the truth and does he have the power to unveil the imposter's disguise? Or will he fail and get placed in the infirmary or in the shaman's medicine hut? Read and review until next time...tootles