Only Time Can Tell

By: Spirit_Saviour





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(Flashback)



"Drakkar, what is this?" Lilica curiously asked, holding up a tiny wrapped up gift.

"Open it and see."

Eagerly grasping the silk covering which surrounded a small wooden box, Lilica pulled it off. She lifted the lid and gasped in delight. On top of the velvet lining was an exquisite sparkling necklace. Lilica's trembling fingers caressed the intricately designed silver chain and a strange misty pearl colored stone which was set in the middle of it. Warmth radiated through her body and made her shiver.

Questionably look up at Drakkar, he smiled lovingly into her eyes and encircled her in a comforting embrace.

"That, my love, is what my people call the Spirit Saviour. It has the power to heal any creature – physically and mentally, and that stone," he pointed, "was made from the purist substance ever to reach this earth…moonlight."

Speechless, Lilica dumfoundedly blinked. Why would he give her something as priceless as this (now) obviously precious heirloom. After all, he had only known her for two weeks…ever since they were able to transform into fairies.

"Thank…thank you for the gift…and your trust in me to keep it. I'll wear it always."

Dark chocolate eyes and clear green ones stared back at each other for a few moments, drowning in the feeling that resided there. For the first time in fifty centuries, two souls had bonded. Not by a meaningless ceremony, but by their love and devotion for each other.

"Lilica! Lilica! Oh where is that girl! Lil- there you are." A breathless queen fluttered into the room, not noticing the sudden shy blushes she received from the pair – as they were still in each other's arms, wings and all.

"Lilica! You are going to be late for your first royal ball if you do not get dressed within the next hour. Many important guests will be arriving. And you," she gestured towards her son, "Will NOT be a distraction. Now get out, out!"

Slowly pulling away from Lilica, Drakkar whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, if you can survive one of mother's "little" chats, you can survive the agony of getting ready for this ball with her as your supervisor."

Sayora (the queen) raised an eyebrow at their secretive exchange and shook her head. "Out!"

Drakkar quickly slipped pass his mother, teasingly flipping her hair on the way, and ran out of the room.

Irked by the sudden childish affection, the onlooker could hear the queen mischievously mutter, "His turn will come"– maybe a little bit too mischievously.

Lilica couldn't help but smile.



(End of flashback)

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She was cold, hungry, and tired. Hiccuping back more unwelcome tears, Lilica thought about many other happy memories created by her fairy family. Looking down at the necklace, gazed at it. Why wouldn't it work? She needed to heal herself, but didn't know how to activate the stone. She was going to die. Alone after all she had lived through. Without Drakkar beside her. Lilica soon gratefully succumbed to the sleep and the dreams which would take her far, far away from the cold dark earth.





Author's Notes: I'd LOVE a review. Not that I'm being selfish, but they make me happy. Guess what? It's 12:58 AM over here, right now, and I'm just going to have to say goodnight! Read well, sleep well, and eat well. Hmmmmmmm………….