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The Mistake

To Terreille

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"WHAT!"

Daemon knew that Lucivar was going to react in this manner. Even Jaenelle had winced as she heard Lucivar's loud shout.

"I said, I am going to Hayll for a visit-"

"I heard what you said!" Lucivar snapped. "I'm not letting you go!"

"And why not?" Jaenelle demanded, hands on hips. Lucivar's eyes narrowed. Daemon could feel the tension between the two.

He was about to step in when Lucivar answered.

"Have you forgotten who used to live there?" Lucivar demanded.

"'Used', Lucivar! 'Used'! Not anymore!"

They stared at each other, willing the other to back down. Daemon sighed wearily.

Finally, Jaenelle closed her eyes as if to calm herself. When she opened them, they were gentle sapphire pools.

"Lucivar, this is a Queen we are talking about, not some High Priestess. I'm sure she doesn't mean me any harm."

"You're just trying to get me to agree!" Lucivar said quietly in a hiss. He was obviously riled up.

Finally, Daemon decided to intervene. "Lucivar, just let her go."

Lucivar seemed shocked that Daemon was allowing his wife to go. "But Bastard-"

"Look," Daemon replied pointedly. "I will be going with her. You can too if you want. But really, I'll be enough. Most of the Blood in Terreille only hold lighter Jewels because of the purge. If there is ever a threat - which I doubt - my Black Jewel will be more than enough to deter any of them from hurting Jaenelle."

The half-Eyrien took this into careful consideration. After a moment, he nodded.

"All right... But only if I go!"

Jaenelle smiled brightly and gave him a hug. "I knew you'd be reasonable Lucivar."

Lucivar nodded soberly before glancing behind him at the door. "All right! Come out and stop eavesdropping! Haven't I ever taught you to be more subtle?"

The door opened and ten cheeky faces entered the room, including one curious face. Daemon was surprised to see that look on the Dea al Mon Warlord Prince.

"We weren't eavesdropping," Udele said, the first among them to speak. "We happened to walk past and overhear what you were saying."

"Uh-huh." Lucivar, however, looked amused. "What are all eleven of you doing together?"

"Actually, Udele, Teresa and Erisa came first. Angell, Jacob and I saw them and then Titian and Arianna walked past- OW!" Karsten was rubbing his side where Arianna had sharply elbowed him, glaring at the Nharkhavan Queen.

Lucivar smirked. Jaenelle laughed and Daemon smiled. Karsten was too honest sometimes.

"Are you really going to Hayll, Mama?" Teresa asked. Jaenelle smiled at her daughter.

"Yes I am," Jaenelle replied, stroking her daughter's hair. Teresa leaned into her hand.

"Who's going with you?" Daemonar asked, a light in his eyes. Both Lucivar and Daemon instantly knew that look.

"You can't go," Lucivar said flatly. Daemonar gave him a flat look in return.

"Why not?"

"Because I said so."

"And so? Doesn't Mama have a say in this?"

"She won't let you."

"She might. How can you be sure?"

"Because I just am."

"What if she does?"

"She won't."

"There is a chance she might," Andulvar interrupted, looking thoughtful. "I think she's been wanting to send Daemonar away for a while, especially after the vase incident."

Lucivar frowned. "What vase incident?"

His two sons both looked innocently away from him, whistling. Lucivar growled, about to give his sons a piece of his mind when Angell smoothly interrupted.

"I want to go," he said in his quiet voice, eyes piercing. Without looking at Erisa, he asked, "What do you think?"

Erisa shrugged. "I think they'll let you. Papa's going to be there anyway."

"I want to go too," Udele declared.

"So do I," Karsten announced.

"And me." Titian.

"Me as well." Jacob.

Teresa looked at her parents, expression serious. "I want to come too."

Daemon frowned. "You, Teresa? I don't think-"

"You may come," Jaenelle said in her midnight voice. Witch. Witch was talking to her daughter.

Everyone watched as the two women looked deeply into each other's eyes. Then, as if something passed between them, Teresa nodded, a determined expression on her face. Jaenelle gave her a look of approval.

Jaenelle then turned to the younger ones. "You have to ask your parents if they would allow you. I won't force them into anything if they say 'no'. If they all agree that means seven of you are coming. Four of you are males, all Warlord Princes except for Karsten and he is a Gray Jeweled Prince. Along with Chaosti's ten chosen males, are these escorts enough for you, Lucivar?"

Lucivar nodded gravely. "Go ask then," he said gruffly. He then pinned Daemonar with his golden eyes. The younger Eyrien winced. "You and I are going to have a talk."

"Yes Father." Lucivar snorted and he lead his sons out the door, leaving Jaenelle, Daemon and Teresa.

"You really want to go?" Daemon asked his daughter, his concern showing. Teresa gave him a reassuring look.

"Knowing Uncle Chaosti, he's going to choose at least four Warlord Princes out of the ten males he's supposed to choose. Eugene and Karsten carry the Gray while Daemonar carries the Ebon-gray. Angell has the Black, as do I. That means we'll have three Black Jeweled Blood in our company, along with two Ebon-gray and two Gray. We'll be more than enough to handle what ever may come our way."

Daemon nodded, feeling better. His own daughter was six times more powerful than him. She wasn't a child anymore as well. She was slowly growing into an extremely beautiful young woman with her dark hair and sapphire eyes.

Teresa beamed happily up at him, excitement showing through her wonderful eyes.

"I can't wait! I've never been to Terreille! Do they have good shops there?"

Jaenelle chuckled while Daemon raised a perfectly sculptured eyebrow.

"Is that the real reason why you wanted to go?" he asked. Teresa smiled sweetly before running off towards the direction of her room.

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"If something happens to you, I'll give you such a scolding you'll never hear the end of it," Gabrielle warned as she gave her son a hug.

"Of course," Angell replied with a smirk. "I never would've expected anything less."

"I can't believe I'm letting you're getting your first adventure," Surreal murmured with pride as she carefully placed a hat on Titian's head.

"I can't believe I'm letting her go," a Dhemlan warlord, Pascal, muttered in reply as he sulkily kissed his daughter's cheek.

"If you come back with little Karstens, you will never go back to Terreille again," Khardeen said mock seriously. His eyes, however, were dancing with laughter.

"But wouldn't life be more enjoyable with little Karstens running around the place?" Karsten asked innocently. Morghann pinched his arm and the Gray Jeweled Prince jumped. Khardeen laughed and then yowled when he too received a pinch.

"A few days without Jacob... These coming days will be the best of my life ever since you were born," Arianna informed him, eyes dreamy as she thought of 'Jacobless' days.

Jacob smirked. "I know that deep down, you already miss me."

"Be careful, all right?" Kalush told her son, reaching up and giving him a kiss on the forehead when he bent down.

"Of course."

Udele was poking her mother on the shoulder. Karla was hunched over, he face in her hands.

"Mother, are you crying?"

Karla straightened up and finally giving in, she burst into laughter. Udele looked amused.

"Are you getting hysterical since I'm leaving?"

Karla smirked. "Oh no. I just remembered something about a bet... Well, putting that aside, don't forget to bring me back lots of gifts, darling. Kiss kiss."

Udele fluttered her eyelashes. "Kiss kiss."

Those who were going entered a Web Coach with a capacity of thirty people. Angell created a Black shield around the Coach, sealing everyone in.

"Ready?" Lucivar asked, preparing to give the driver the signal.

Jaenelle nodded. Lucivar gave the signal and off they went towards Terreille to the Territory Hayll.