Tapping at her bedroom window interrupted her mediation. Opening her eyes, she sighed knowing who rapping tapping at her window. Getting up, she pushed back the curtains. Outside her window was a young man who was five years older then her. A thin cable from his wrist band held his weight allowing him to hang from a ledge.
Pushing the windowopen and sticking her head out, "Rath, it is late for one of your visits," she commented, "plus I have a lot of studying to do. Come back another time."
"Can we talk?"
"Rath, we can't keep doing this."
"That's why we need to talk," holding his left hand out, "during a nightly stroll under the stars."
Taking his hand, "How can I refuse an offer like that?" stepping out the window and being carried to the roof.
Hearing the door chimes, Arella went and opened the door.
"Mabon," she said.
"Can I come in, Arella?"
"It's late for a visit."
"It's about Raven."
Letting him in, he followed into the living room. Motioning to sit, she offered him some tea. He politely refused. He didn't know how to start the conversation. Merlin himself the advisor to King Arthur and the Round Table and he didn't know how to talk to a simple woman.
Then again Arella wasn't as simple as she seemed. Fate gave her a bad hand to play by letting her get pregnant by Trigon. Chucking to himself for repeating Rath's favorite way of explaining things, his trips to Earth should've been cut.
"Mabon," Arella's voice brought him back to the moment.
"Does Raven know about who her father is?"
"Why did you ask that question?"
"Answer does she know?"
"No."
"It may be a good idea to tell her. She's old enough to know the truth."
"Why do you ask this of me?"
"It has come to the council's attention that Raven's making slow progress."
"So she's having difficultly, learning Kolinahr wasn't easy for me."
"Maybe telling her about her father may give her the focus she needs."
"There's something else behind that request."
"It also came to their attention that Rath and Raven are seeing each other."
"Under our supervise."
"And behind our back. You may want to tell her about her father."
"What else is there?"
Sighing, Mabon told her about Rath's birth and the deal between Richard and Trigon. When he finished, Arella sat wide eyed and motionless.
"Was that his plan for her?" Turning her head, "That why…," standing up, "Must check on Raven."
Mabon followed her to Raven's bedroom door.
Knocking on the door, "Raven, open the door."
No answer.
Turning the handle, pushing the door opened revealed an empty room. Arella stared at the closed window.
"Raven," she said turning around.
However, Mabon blocked her way.
"Let me out," she demanded pushing him, "Must find my daughter."
Grabbing her arms, "Listen, she's with Rath. She's safer with him then anyone else. Must trust them. In the morning if she doesn't return, we will find them."
She agreed laying her head against his chest.