Author's note: So how's everyone liking the story so far? This is NOT Chapter 2, but simple an interlude. In some books, between chapters, there is something like a newpaper clipping or a letter that is important to the story. Same idea. Thank you so much everyone who's reviewed it so far ^_^ I've had so much fun reading everyone's comments, even the constructive critisism. Peregrine, while I like your idea, I have the whole story in my head and I'm not really planning on changing it. It's a really cool idea though, don't get me wrong ^_^. Hopefully I'll have chapter 2 done tonight or tomorrow, and there's actually a pretty good chance of it too ^_^ Until then, huggles, brownies, and happy reading. -CG ^_^
--Interlude: letter at midnight--
Written from the pen of the Lady Rogue:
Dearest thief of my heart,
'Twas a year and a day ago you left with the promise to return. So much has happened in a year. Ah wish ah could say that it all was wonderful, but to do so would be a lie. Why couldn't you have stayed? Why did you have to return and set things strait. Mah parents would have disapproved, but ah'm sure we could have passed you off for the lord of some otha' royal kingdom, far, far away from Xodus. Then we could have been wed and lived happily, normally, in a story-book Cinderella romance. But you had your duties as a...gentleman. Ah understand that. By the time you read this, two days from today - the day you promised to return to me, remember-the blessed day Ah've waited for so long, I'll be gone. Gone. What a cruel daemon fate is! Ah have waited an eternity for your return, only to be forced to flee within mere moments of bliss. It would be the sweetest dream to stay, stay at least long enough for you to hold me for a brief, blissful moment, but with this oracle business, to stay would've been murder for me, please try an' understand that.
Since ya left, mah world has died, don't you see? Mah parents are ashamed of mah love for you, mah precious thief. Ah can live with shame, but they couldn't. They were always afraid of failures, ya know. When they found Ah was one born different, they confined me to the house. Ah always used to think dat was the worst thing they could do to me, seeing as no otha differently born person Ah know has had such confinement, but Ah was wrong. They found a way to ignore ma shame, and bring it to glory, but kill me in the process. Dey did something they felt they should have done long ago, checked my birth stars. Did ya know, dat with the birth of each baby, the stars move a bit? Ah didn't know until they told me. And it seems dat the stars on mah birth matched one perfectly. It was rather strange-Ah don't think Ah can explain the feeling. Ah went to bed Lady Rogue, heir of the House of Miracles, and then Ah woke up an oracle. But not just any oracle, ya must understand, the fifth oracle: the oracle of change. Ah would have been content living with all the shame and guilt in the world with you by my side, and never have a brief moment of glory.
Do Ah believe in the oracles? Ah don't know. Ah believe in the five goddesses, but Ah'm not sure Ah believe that five women born under certain star patterns have the ability to speak to them. Ah'm not sure Ah believe in a period of darkness and chaos which was broken when the five oracles came togeatha. Ah'm not sure Ah believe that to break the chaos, the five oracles created something mysterious that is only referred to as X in these days. Ah'm not sure that I believe the chaos will return again at the hands of something called "The Dark One". Sure, Ah've noticed there is general unrest revolving around those born different. Ah've heard the threats of succeeding from Xodus if Lord Scott Summers becomes the next king (not many know dat our great King Charles Xavier is secretly one born different). But it couldn't have ever been much better than that. Not even ma parents remember when those born different were treated any more equal to the normal folks. But, mah sweet thief, what makes them any more normal than us. Just because we were born with strange powers doesn't make us abnormal. We eat. We sleep. We breathe. We walk. We love.
So, mah prince of thieves, the thief of mah heart, when you come up to mah room on two nights from now to claim me as yours for once and for always, and take me with you to your kingdom of thieves and assassins, only to find it empty of me, please do not think it is because Ah do not love you. Ah do love you. Ah love you with every inch of mah broken heart. A year couldn't change that. An eternity couldn't change that. It is because Ah have decided that I will be a woman and not an oracle. Ah will never be what they want me to be just for their own glory whilest I suffer in solitude. Ah've lived in a mansion for mah entire life. Ah played that game. Ah've sucepted to my powers and lived without being able to touch anyone. But Ah will never sucept myself to living in a temple the size of a gazebo for all my life tryn' to speak to someone who won't answer. So Ah fled before you could steal me. Ah've given in to too much at the expense of myself, and Ah won't give up any more. If you can find me, that is, if you still have the desire to look for me, and you find me, and you still wish to have me, Ah will not hesitate to join you. Ah will be the woman and not the oracle. Ah cannot afford to sit around and wait for you, mah prince charming, Ah just cannot. Ah've done what Ah had to do and nothing more. Ah do love you though, don't ever question that. Until we meet again, if we ever do meet again -yet how depressing that sounds: if we ever meet again. Do Ah have enough faith in love that we will? Ah'm not sure. Ah'm not sure of anything anymore. But, goddesses willing... fate willing...you willing, we will meet again, somehow, somewhere, and some place. That's at least a bit of hope Ah can cling to.
With love and hope,
Your Lady Rogue