Chapter 27: Being Chosen is Only the Beginning

Her name, it had a very enchanting ring to it...Mayei.

:I see you've remembered Chosen:

Mayei was currently out at the Companion's Field, yet Jewellyn 'heard' Mayei quite clearly, and felt the warm emotional glow that came along with her mindspeak. It startled her as much as it did the first time when the white mare, with it's luminous blue eyes, had approached her.

She remembered quite clearly the whole event. The Herald Guards were returning from the horrors at Knoll's Ridge. I was walking along beside Fenix's Companion, unbeknownst to me at the time, she thought clearly, marveling at the memory of this. This white mare had on the silver and royal blue tack which Companions wore during times of battle or afterwards. She was also carrying the unconscious Fenix and one of the Herald Guards to help keep him upright in the saddle. I was exhausted and thinking about the way Fenix had turned 'berserk'. I had felt like I couldn't walk much longer, I began to cry profusely...she remembered, and then out of nowhere seemingly:

:Jewellyn love, you have become my Chosen:

Quite startled she had looked up and had seen this magnificent, spectral, snow white mare, standing there like an image out of a dream. She felt a deep inner warmth as she stared into what she later learned were Mayei's lucent blue eyes. Then, she 'heard' it in her mind again:

:I know I have Chosen well. Please don't be afraid. I am mindspeaking to you:

She remembered feeling entranced, almost mesmerized as those words entered her mind. She had tried her own little response :Thank you...: And then as an afterthought, :I think.:

She felt it inside, rather than heard it; a quiet, bubbling laughter from more than one source; it was almost as if some of the other members of the entourage had 'heard' this too. One of them was her Companion of course...but who were the others? To Jewellyn it looked as if Mayei winked and then nodded her head towards what appeared to her to be another Companion. The one that was carrying Fenix...

Such were Jewellyn's remembrances of when they returned to Haven back on that auspicious evening. Now, she walked along back to the Healer's Hall from her noontime meal at the Common Hall.

This concept of 'Choosing' was all very new to Jewellyn. Of course she had heard a little about it from the Bard's tales as they told their ballads of wonder about the Heroes of Valdemar. She smiled as she thought about one Bard in particular, Ulwyn Fyyscher, who sometimes told humorous stories as well. If anyone could be said to exude the joy in life, it was him. It came off of him like an aura, and thinking about it now, she realized that perhaps that was the beginning development of her Empath skills. She remembered she could feel this aura, and of how it felt like a wave coming off of him.

Jewellyn was walking back to Fenix's room at the Healer's Hall to further assist with his recovery after that mess at Knoll's Ridge. "So very strange," she said to herself as other Healer-Trainees walked by with their distinctive green uniforms, "Aine had looked very shocked and wide eyed when I opened the door to her room." In fact, she laughed out loud now thinking about Aine's large round blue eyes as they nearly doubled their size when she opened the door. She smiled again thinking of this and as Jewellyn walked along, she turned her gaze all the way down, staring at the patterns on the rock which formed the floor in the hallway. Not many had returned from the noon-time meal yet.

Jewellyn had her Empath skills toned down to the bare minimum when she went to see Aine in her room. Actually, she really wanted to turn it on fully for her own reasons, but Jewellyn was afraid of what might happen; she only had a little control of it so far. It was obvious Aine had been still stressed out a little from that episode at Knoll's Ridge. She seemed to have been feeling better and recovering faster despite her appearance at that time. Of course, Jewellyn wanted to save everything for Fenix.

Thinking about that visit she suddenly felt a little inner 'pang,' ; a feeling of inferiority whenever she thought about Aine. Of course, Aine hasn't known Fenix as long as I have, she thought, as if trying to convince herself of something. Yet whenever Aine showed up she could see it in Fenix's eyes; they literally 'lit up' upon seeing her. He became a little more animated…and it made her furious that she couldn't achieve the same reaction from him.

"I don't know," she sighed, "It really seems like I love him," she told herself, now pausing with her walk. I wonder if he feels the same way about me. I can sense it when he's around, certainly there's a strong sense of love for someone, thinking to herself now, I wish I could figure out exactly for who though. Looking out the window, she watched a butterfly as it homed in on a flower for a tase of nectar. She had learned a lot more about him when they were at the orphanage and then with the events during and shortly after that...She shook her head and smiled, "One thing I'll always remember is that tree climbing episode," she said to herself. Certainly, he was a tough one as far as the revelation of his personality went, she thought with a little sense of wonder. When we had first met, he seemed rather droll and his bookish manner of speaking was more than a little off-putting. He was one of those proverbial book-worms, content to do nothing but read, even if the sky were to really fall over his head. He seemed to be content unto himself with no other association with people needed. So he thought. She laughed again at her thoughts.

Although that certainly changed when Fenix felt compelled to climb that lofty tree, she mused. Of course, when that creep Simon Dewwart showed up, he needed people even more. Jewellyn remembered vividly about that whole event and when she thought about what Simon was trying to do to her back then, she felt more than just a little disgusted. Thank the Gods Aine had shown up then, she found herself thinking, despite how she felt now. She liked Aine of course but thought that maybe she was a little too good to be true. Ah, my low self esteem showing there yes? Am I that selfish that I can't really feel a little better about Aine? By the Gods, has almost a little over a whole year passed since then already? A lot has happened since then. A lot, she mused.

As she approached Fenix's door, where a Healer was standing nearby, she braced herself a little. Jewellyn wanted to help Fenix of course, but even more she wanted to make him love her. Now was the time, before Aine stepped in again. Before she opened the door she took in a deep breath. She was determined to put on her best face.

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Koromiel: hehehe. I love this part. Jewellyn--er... Jealousy rears it's ugly head. XD I had decided to be nice and post this part. But we're still in the proces of planning and writing the next chapter...so feel free to fill the gap with reviews.