Cruel Fates
Book II: Chapter 1
By: Kiana Darkk aka Lady of the Mystics aka IceQueen
AN: I'm sorry I haven't written anything sooner. I've been kind of stumped for awhile.... and depressed. I've also been really busy. We just finished testing at our school. I'm really worried. I hope I did well. If I didn't I'm kinda screwed. Well, anyway, here's the chapter that has been long awaited.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Black Jewels Trilogy, or any characters or settings taken from there. That belongs to Anne Bishop. I do own the characters that have come from the deep, dark depths of my own consciousness, so please don't steal them.
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~Terreille, the Realm of Light~
"Silvie? Silvie, did you hear me?" Sarai exclaimed crossly with her hands on her hips.
"Huh? Oh- yea, I heard you. You said, 'Tonight we're having a bash. Be social.' And I will, so don't worry," Silvara told her with a relaxed smile on her face.
Sarai looked down at her silver-haired friend, frowning. "Yeah, whatever. You better be." Sarai stalked off down the hall, going to the meditation room.
Silvara smiled and shook her head after the disappearance of Sarai. "She stresses herself far too much over these little things. Good thing we have a meditation room."
"I agree," Silvara heard behind her.
"Hey, Jady."
"Hey, yourself. What's up?" She said, coming to plop on the red-velvet couch next to Silvara.
"I don't know... I'm just feeling very melancholy."
"Hm. Been there, done that. Anything else up? You look troubled." Jade said, her keen green eyes locked on Silvara's.
"Um...... Well, I've been thinking..."
"About...?" Jade prompted.
"About Kaeleer. Just, you know, wondering." Silvara confessed, a far off look on her features.
"Ah, you miss it, don't you?" Jade asked, propping up her head on her hand.
Silvara shook her head wildly. "No. Not really. I just miss some people."
"I was the same way. For months I wondered if my mother even missed me. Now, I know that she probably did, but figured it was best for me to find my own way. She knew that I couldn't follow her path. I had to follow mine. That's what we all have to do; follow our own paths.
"And someday I hope that I'll see my mom again, and she'll hug me, and ask how things were, and insist that I tell her everything. I know that one day our paths will cross again. Until then, I just have to be patient, and let the river of life take me where it will." Jade said softly with a sad look in her emerald eyes.
"You know, Jady, that's some poetic shit you spout. You should write it down, and publish it. Maybe you'll have a bestseller," Silvara said, and smiled brightly.
Jade laughed. "Maybe I should. I doubt I'd remember it all though."
The two girls sat, both contemplating different things. You could almost see the gears inside their heads turning in rhythm, like the second hand on a clock.
"Come on," Jade said, and sat up abruptly, "We've got to get ready." She walked out of the room, and down the hallway to her room.
Silvara got up slowly, and walked to her own room, deciding what to wear that night.
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~Kaeleer, the Shadow Realm~
Titian sighed restlessly for the hundredth time. She was so bored! Nobody to goof off with.... Unless you counted those prissy girls. Titian shuddered inwardly. No, prissy girls were bad company.
She tapped her long, manicured nails on the desk in front of her.
Last week had been Silvara's birthday. She kept wanting to go over to her old house, and wish her a happy belated birthday. Titian had to keep reminding herself that she didn't live there any more.
Not since that night........
Titian had woken in the morning to find a piece of paper underneath her head, crumpled from her restless sleep. She'd tried to read it in the pale morning light, but her eyes were simply too bleary. So she'd rolled out of the cozy, warm, tangled mess her blankets had become, and walked over to this very desk, paper in hand.
Titian had sat down in this same comfortable chair, turned on the golden lamp seated on the desk, and instead of reading, had rubbed her eyes so she could see. Then she picked up the piece of paper she'd found, squinted her eyes, and read.
At first she'd been shocked, angry, and felt betrayed. How dare Silvara leave her like this? She'd been ready to go show it to her parents, who were already downstairs in the kitchen.
Then she read it again, and it sunk in. Silvara hadn't left her for good. Her earlier emotions were replaced with understanding, and sadness. Sadness because she didn't know when her friend was coming home. Understanding because she'd seen what that house had done to her.
Snapping out of her reverie Titian went back to the matter at hand. Who could she bother? Her mother was leaving early that morning, going to visit Jaenelle and Daemon. Her father.... he just wouldn't tolerate it. She could always go and bother Uncle Saetan. Nah, he was usually busy.
Titian fingered her Jewel's golden chain while thinking. The delicate links of gold conforming to fit the extra addition of her finger, she continued thinking.
I've got it! I'll go bother Daemonar! She smiled that wide, mischievous smile of hers, and got up.
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Block, counterattack, block, roundhouse, attack.
These were the only thoughts whirring through Daemonar's head at that moment.
Damien tried to sweep his feet out from under him. He tensed his leg muscles and jumped up. He was just about to knock Damien on his ass when.....
"Yoo-hoo!" Was heard above them.
Both men turned to look up at the sky, and saw Titian do a nosedive and land gracefully on the ground.
"Hello, boys. How's life?"
"Titian. You just interrupted a battle. Are you crazy or just plain stupid?" Daemonar ground out between clenched teeth.
"Maybe a bit of both. Damien, how're you?" Titian asked with a smile.
"I'm fine. How're you doing?"
"Oh, you know sugar, same old, same old. It's getting quite... well, old." She shrugged her shoulders, and leaned against a tree in the courtyard.
"I know what you mean. I'm sick of court service. I'm just going to finish it up, and get out." Damien said, grabbing a towel and wiping his upper half with it, which was soaked in sweat.
Daemonar too grabbed a towel and wiped off his chest.
"So Titian, what do you want?" Daemonar asked, getting right to the point.
"Oh nothing really. I'm just bored." She ruffled her wings, "Everything's so boring lately."
"That's it?" Daemonar asked incredulously.
"That's it."
"Well," Damien cut in smoothly, "We were going to go to Amdarh, and wander a bit today. Would you like to come?"
"I'd love to. At least one of you knows how to treat a lady." Titian said with a meaningful glance at Daemonar.
"Well then, give us a chance to clean up and we'll be on our way." Damien said, and walked off with Daemonar.
Titian walked inside the Hall and sat down in an informal drawing room, waiting for the boys to finish their primping.
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~Terreille, the Realm of Light~
Silvara caught her breath at the wondrous sight which prompted her at the doorway.
There were dozens of people crammed into the area they had fixed up for the bash, all moving together in time with the beat. It's like they were all just appendages of the same amoebae. Everyone was smiling and laughing, having a grand time.
She smiled and joined her friends at the bar.
"Awesome, eh?" Sarai yelled over the music.
"Yeah! Like always!" Silvie said in return, grabbing a beer, and popping the top.
"It's cool. I think I need some fresh air though." Jade informed them, and hopped off the bar, disappearing behind the same door Silvara had just come out of.
Silvara and Sarai locked gazes, shrugged, and took a swig of beer. "I'll be back!" Silvara called.
She wiggled herself into the mob of close-pressed bodies, finding a spot just big enough for her to whirl and twirl.
She raised her arms above her head, her beer still in her right hand, and moved to the music, swaying her hips and hands. Her loose silver haired floated around her like a halo, and her eyes looked far away and glassy.
After a few months of being here Silvara had forgotten her anxiety of dancing in front of other people. Now she had no problem with it.
She let the music transport her to a place where only movement existed. No thoughts or worries penetrated the world she was in, and happily, she danced the night away.
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AN: That's all for now. I hope you liked it. ^_^ I tried my best. Please review. Reviewing makes me happy.