Clever gummi does his homework

Part XIV

Cammi was out in the training grounds training with his father despite his mother's protest that he should rest. He fought very well even though he was barely concentrating as his mind was focused on the information Stanney had given him. It appeared that Lalaith did give him gifts, which he told Stanney he already knew which confused him, but he went on anyway to say that the only one recorded was the diary so if she knew the others she was the angel Lalaith, also on presenting the third and final gift said something but wasn't it recorded and it was exchanged only between Lalaith and the knight therefore if Cammi could recall that memory and she was the real Lalaith she could tell me what she said and he could prove it was her and get her to show her true form, if necessary.  With this information and her behaviour yesterday he had a few questions in mind for Lalaith.

Meanwhile, however in the dungeons, sat Lalaith whistling. She couldn't sing because the knights have threatened to blast her with sleeping powder if she didn't stop singing and there nothing else for her to do, what do they want her to do die of boredom, count how many bricks there were in her cell and name them oh, wait a minute she already did that so what was she suppose to twiddle her thumbs and wait till she got a visito…Hello, who's this?

The councillor who had helped Cammi the previous day came down the stairs and sent the guard to wait outside since what he said he wanted to be exchanged privately.

"Lalaith is your name" he said looking her in the eye.

"It is" she said slightly getting the creeps, no one ever looked her in the eye except Cammi or Derrum or if anyone else did they never did it again.

"Tell me Lalaith, you are not mortal are you?" he asked.

Her brow knitted together in confusion and she replied, "How did you, err…of course I am"

The councillor looked at her disbelieving, then continued, "Do you know a gummi called Derrum?"

Here Lalaith gave him an appauling look, he'd been eavesdropping in on conversations he should definitely not have. Then her look turned sickly sweet and she answered, "No, never heard the name before".

"How well do you know Cammi?" he asked

"Oh, not that well I hardly know the gummi" she said.

This gummi was a problem in the works he had an inkling as to who she was he'd been paying attention and doing his research, clever gummi but she wasn't going to let him discover her that easily. So as much as she hated lying she had to lie to his face in order to keep her identity a secret because if he had enough evidence he could make her show her true form and the truth would be out before she got to talk to Cammi again.

"Tell me Lalaith, do you like looking in the mirror?"

Lalaith felt a surge of panic, but hid it very well from the Councillor. If there was one thing angels didn't like, it was looking into the mirror's, though they could look they did not like to. Usually there celestial light would break it or if in disguise they could be discovered because the mirror would show his/her true form if the angel feared looking into it.

The councillor brought out a little hand mirror clearly knowing this information and asked her to look in it. Masking her fear as best as she could she took the mirror from his outstretched hand. Raising it slowly to her face she noticed the mirror glow dimly white and fade away again very quickly so that open keen and quick eyes would have seen it. Swallowing hard she raised it higher up towards her neck, higher, her chin then smash. She dropped the mirror to the floor and through her cell bars as the sound of Cammi, Sir Plucki and the guard walking down the stairs reached her ears.

"I will leave you now as I see there are others who wish to ask questions" said the councillor walking to the bottom of the staircase.

Lalaith feeling some need for revenge and to get her spirits up and to calm down a little began to sing before the guard entered and the councillor left.

"Ten green bottles hanging on a wall, ten green bottles hanging on a wall and if one green bottle should accidentally fall.." 

The knight came in looking distressed and very annoyed and looked at the councillor pleadingly to which he nodded and the knight blew on his staff.

Now usually the smoke would put humans to sleep but instead of sleeping Lalaith started to violently sneeze.

"Pee u that stinks" said Lalaith holding her nose and wafting away the remaining gas.

"What's going on?" said Cammi when he heard Lalaith sneezing.

"Nothing" she said when the sneezing stopped.

She noticed however that the councillor had disappeared leaving her to now be questioned by Sir Plucki and Cammi.

"Lalaith" began Cammi. "What happened yesterday after I left here" Cammi said also pained to ask her this and hesitating slightly.

"I'm unsure Cammi" she answered.

Lalaith didn't like lying to Cammi either, but with his father by his side she could hardly go on like they usually did which Cammi seemed to understand as he let that matter drop for another time.

"In that case I'll leave you be," said Cammi turning away and heading up the stairs.

Cammi headed up the stairs like everything was fine for his father's sake the last thing he needed was to be questioned by him at the moment. Also, he would have to get Lalaith out of that dungeon soon she was starting to act too much like a human, she lied to his face. He was convinced now that she was the angel from his past but he was generally concerned for her and noticed she seemed distressed when they entered and even more so when he left and he headed towards the Councillor's Tower.

IN THE MIDST OF ALL REALMS WHERE ALTANION DWELLS

"I will have your life and your power soon, Cammi Gummi," said Altanion flicking through the many ancient books of his vast library. He and his minions searched for an old and ancient spell know to few. Once know by himself although used very little he had forgotten it so scanning the books with his minions he searched his collection.

"Master, master, I have it your lordship" said an ugly, little troll running over to him with an old, worn, red velvet book it his hands. Approaching Altanion he placed it at his feet then stepped back giving him a toothy grin and bowing low.

"Careful you maggot" shouted Altanion picking the book up and kicking the troll.

Walking over to a rotting bookstand in the middle of the room Altanion placed the book upon it and looked down upon the spell, mirror image. This way he could appear in Gummadoon as Cammi and kill his father and friends.

"Makun miun Cammi" said Altanion wispy and spooky voice.

Altanion's ghost form faded and wavered until eventually he took the form of a gummi, the fur flashed colours then stopped on browns, his eyes also changed many colours until they became light baby blue. And there he stood Cammi Gummi in his tunic to in front of the mirror, he was not afraid to look therefore his true form did not show through. From memory Altanion transported himself until he stood in Cammi's room, which fortunately enough for him was empty.

Walking out of the room with his head held high he headed first to where he thought Cammi might be, the library. Taking long strides and full of confidence he soon reached it where he found an excited young gummi just into adulthood come bounding up to him with a scroll in his hand saying, "I did as you asked Cammi, I…" but stopped short seeing it wasn't really Cammi but an impostor. Using the little magic he had in his youth he tried to make a telepathic link between himself and Meloni his mentor only to find the connection blocked by who he now saw in true form for only a second Altanion who conjured up a sword in a whiff of smoke before being stabbed with it through the stomach and collapsing unconscious his blood pooling out an staining the floor.

TBC…

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