Of Thunder and Lightning, The tale of Oberon and Titania Part Four.
Disclaimer: Yes, I know its Shakespeare, also (By request ) I will put some elemental chaos in here, and I promise there will be the famous midsummer confrontation. Titania's POV.
I could hear that dog calling after me, but I ran (Or rather, hastily glided) through the forest, which seemed to embrace me. When I could not hear his shouting after a moment of fleeing, I sat on a fallen log, breathless, weeping, and gasping.
How dare he raise his hand to me! That dog, cur, bastard, heartless BASTARD HAD NO RIGHT! "But of course,"-the annoying conscience of mine said-"you had no right to snap at him after he came back to see you." I sighed softly as my mind debated between weather I had over-reacted, or he had. All I knew was that the king of faeries would not see me anytime soon...
Another two years passed, but these years were filled with oddities that even the gods were murmuring about. Besides the seasons becoming switched, I had doted upon my changeling boy more than ever, and had not seen Oberon…though I could feel him watching me…and I knew that this world would suffer as we continued to argue. What I did not guess, was that he was actually becoming more enraged at the fact that I was drifting from him, and smothering the changeling boy, Rasmus, with love. Not LOVE though, love like a mother would dote upon her son, and Oberon apparently did not like that at all.
One might ask how I knew my husband was growing irritated. Well, as I saw the blizzards begin to fall during my favorite month of June, I knew he was angry. Also, Puck had an unscheduled meeting with me.
Yes, it was a chilly summer's day, and I was wrapped Rasmus and I in warm fur-lined capes, putting a cap atop his head as we glided across the smooth cloud of snow covered ground.
Before we could walk far, Puck, in a cloud of snowflakes, appeared in front of me…a saddened expression on his face.
"My lady…Oberon is jealous." He whispered, eyes darting about, clearly not wanting to be seen or heard by the notorious King of Spirits. "Also," He began again "He wants the boy…I believe because you dote upon him more than you do your husband…and even the queen of the Amazons, his favorite lover, does not fill the jealousy and want he has for you." He whispered even softer that the first time.
I drew myself up to my full height "I shall dote upon whomever I wish, and he does NOT scare me." I said, as I gathered young Rasmus against my breast, and gently walked away with the infant, not wanting to hear any more of this foolishness.
Less than a night later, I stumbled upon Puck conversing with a faerie, all I heard was "And here comes my lady! If only Oberon would go!"
I wanted to find out exactly what was going on, so I decided to stick around. I immediately revealed myself, clad in a purple velvet cape, and a green silken gown, faeries trailing behind me. I nodded to my head faerie that had been talking to Puck, acknowledging her presence when the knife sharp voice cut through the air.
"How unfortunate to meet you here in the moonlight proud Titania." He said, not in an unkind way…just somewhat biting.
Lovely, he's here. I thought with a sigh, as I turned to face him. "What JEALOUS Oberon? Faeries, let's go, for I have forsworn his bed and company." I replied lightly batting my eyelashes, as I did just that, turned my back on him.
"Not so fast madam! Am I not thy lord?" He said, catching my arm, spinning me to face him, and boring his pale eyes into mine. I saw him in all his glory, pale skin, pale long hair, slate grey eyes…he was bare chested, showing his power over the cold, but he did have a grey velvet fur-trimmed cape on as well I noted, and heavier breeches. For a moment I just stared at him, then I replied with an ironic smile,
"Then I must be your wife." Lucky me. I added silently, as I pulled from him "But, what HAS brought you here?" I asked with a sneer, and then laughed coldly "If it isn't that-let's face it! - Your buckskinned mistress, the RAVISHING queen of the Amazons is to wed Theseus," (Who meant nothing to me at this point,) "And you-"I stopped suddenly, and composed myself "And you wish to bestow joy and prosperity to their marriage?"
His eyes grew colder, as he circled me, his eyes boring into my soul "FOR SHAME TITANIA, How can you make…SNIDE remarks about Hippolyta, when I am well aware of your…FONDNESS for Theseus?"
I nearly slapped him "These are fantasies of Jealousy! Since early June, never have we met to dance in our fairy ring to the music of the winds, weather it be in hills, valleys, forest or meadows…by pebble bottomed fountains, or rush strewn brooks without you ruining out enjoyment by your misbehavior. So much so, that the winds playing for us in vain, have taken their revenge by sucking up unhealthy mists from the sea…" I proceeded to rant about how the humans were suffering, coming close to crying every now and then, but all he did was stare at me. "And all of these offsprings of evil come from OUR quarrel, from OUR disagreement, WE are their parents, WE originated them." I finished, taking both of his hands, my eyes pleading to just…put all of this behind us.
He put his arm around me, and smirked-which I let out a gasp of frustration at. "Put it right then, it's up to you," He said nearly laughing "Why should Titania go against her Oberon's wishes?" Then he put his lips right by my neck as he had done many times before to persuade me. "I am only asking," He began huskily "For a little changeling boy to be my page." He whispered.
I wrenched him off me "PUT YOUR MIND AT REST! I wouldn't sell that boy for all of fairyland. His mother was a dedicated follower of mine!" And I of course, ranted once more "AND FOR HER SAKE I AM BRINGING UP HER BOY, AND FOR HER SAKE I WON'T PART WITH HIM!" I thundered, breathing heavily as I glared at him.
He smirked, and let out a little chuckle "How long do you intend to stay in this wood?" He asked, apparently amused at my "female" ranting
I let out a frustrated sigh, and I knew despite my self-discipline, my fingers clenched. "Perhaps..." I said giving him one of my coy glances (Which caused him to smirk as if he had won) "Until after Theseus's wedding day…" I extended my hand to him "If you'll be reasonable, and dance in our faerie ring…" I took a step closer "And Partake in our moonlight merrymaking, come with us." I smiled, and stood in front of him "If not, keep away from me..." I drew myself close to his lips, causing him to bush and I knew I was close to breaking him "And I shall give your territory a wide berth." I waited for his response, if any...but the one I received was unexpected. He knelt before me, and kissed my hand.
"Give me that boy. And I will go with you." He said with his arrogant smirk, causing me to flush.
I slapped his hand away "NOT FOR YOUR FAERIE KINGDOM, FAERIES! Let's away! We'll have a nasty scene if I stay here any longer." I said as I shot one last look at him, and then stormed away, my faeries following me, their eyes slightly widened.
The last thing I heard was him shouting "Well go then! You won't leave this grove until I've made you suffer for this insult, but I had no concern for that...I just wished to sleep. It had been a long day.