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'Speaking from the mind, between Lance and Nimue'.
"Speak normally"
NIMUE P.O.V.
'Wake up, sleepyhead, we are home,' I hear Lancelot's voice and feel a person pulling my arm, I open my eyes and see that I was near the gate of my castle, still on my soul mate, I rub my face on his neck.
'Five more minutes, love, you've tired me a lot' I moan to him.
'If you hadn't made this joke on me, you wouldn't be like this,' he sends maliciously. I created a monster, he's spending too much time with me.
'If I hadn't done it, the witch in me wouldn't have met the Hunter,' I send to him biting his neck. He moans a little loudly, and the others listen.
"You can't take your hand off each other even for a minute, I think you'd be used to controlling yourselves by now, you've been together for two weeks," says my foster brother. "You can't imagine that a few weeks ago he was a monk, he's sinning almost every day," and all the others laugh.
"We may have been together for some weeks, but this Fey has bewitched me, brought me to the wicked path, the path that I never want to leave, and that each time we are together more and more I'm around this queen," says my soul mate, I open a smile, I always do when he says things like that, my man has changed a lot these past few weeks.
"Stop being a babbling puppy, Lance, we know these women we have on their little fingers and that we will do everything for them," says Arthur who gets a kiss on Gwen's cheek.
I see that my redheaded friend was with a malicious smile, she must have sent something in the bond to our blonde friend, who opened a playful smile, and left running.
"Whoever arrives last has to make the food for the next few days" screams Pym.
'Ready to win queen?' asks Lance,
'Make the others eat dust, Lance'' and he went off in a shot, with Gawain and Arthur following him, soon we found Dof and Pym, and we overcame them and won this race, with the other three coming a thousandth after us.
"I trained him well," I said, patting him on the head. Lancelot let go of my legs almost letting me fall, I'm glad I embrace his strong shoulders. "Ahhhhh" I scream, "I almost died," I say dramatically. And all my friends laugh at our joke
"She pulled this from you "shouts my mother to my father, both are coming to meet us with my two children. "What have you done?"
"Race, and Lance and I won, this Fey is the fastest there is" I shout to her.
"Why are you all hurt? it looks like you fought, you weren't in the creek," asks my dad approaching me, the eight of us blushed as if we'd been caught doing something, in this case, my Prank. Morgana and Celia begin to laugh at our embarrassment. He looks at me in the lap of my soulmate, he examines me, and now his eyes are on my neck. "Daughter, you are all hurt, what is this mark on your neck? I think you found out that the quiet ones are the worst, not only you, all these women" he whispers to me. I'm sure my fey heard, I get a face worse than a chili. "Lancelot just don't get her pregnant again, you already have a baby, we don't need another one who can set us on fire when we don't give him the attention he wants," says my father to his son-in-law who ends up mirroring the same reaction of my face.
'Your fault, Love, you know he loves it makes us red'.
'Shut your mouth'
'I'm not talking'
'I created a monster'
' Your monster' and I hide behind his back.
"Let's go to the war room before we make these children redder. Look at our daughter. What a longing to be young and to be able to venture out," my mother says laughing.
"My dear, we are still young, we only have a little more experience than these," says my father embracing her.
'Says the 700-year-old man' I send to Lance, who disguises his laughter with a snitch. I come down from my man and give him a little kiss of thanks, he answers.
"Okay, we're back with the couple that can't get out, we don't need to see that, there are children present," says my brother who was already at the door with my sister-in-law and others.
"Go find something to do, Gawain, and stop filling us," says Lance, hugging me and with a little yawn, which I imitate, I'm very tired I could think of something besides resting. I look at our friends and see that everyone is finished like us, my idea of being fucked like an animal has tired everyone, the dominant and the submissive. I remember that we still have the meeting with the elders, I want to leave this meeting tomorrow, and I can change the meeting.
I feel small arms, but warm at my waist, my Percival.
"Mama, you're looking like you're going to fall, in fact, all of you are looking like you haven't slept in days, what have you done? Don't tell me you had a water fight without me" and all the eights that were in the lake blushed with their pure and unintended comment.
'He's a curious little guy' I send to my soul mate.
'I don't know where he pulled from' I show my tongue to my Lance, who laughs.
"Little one, we are tired because of what happened, because you woke us up early". says Gawain, trying to take my son's attention away from what we had done in the lake. Our little boy was not old enough to be traumatized, knowing that his aunts and uncles, and especially his parents are doing things that a ten-year-old boy still doesn't understand.
"Let's leave the Council meeting tomorrow, we need a rest, please," I ask my parents, with a piddly dog face.
"Nimue, you're the queen, have your manners, and everyone is already there," my mother says, coming towards me and giving me little Galahad, who is sleeping.
"How about we have a bonfire party, and if we celebrate the fresh start party after months of being chased," says Gawain, after he heard that I wanted to schedule the meeting for tomorrow.
I remember that today is Beltane, how I could forget that today was the party I loved most in our culture.
'Beltane, that word is no stranger to me?' Lancelot asks in our bond, he comes and hugs us, the three most important feys in his life. I'm still not used to the fact that I had my whole family and I'm so happy that Lance is more and more open to showing affection, after all the suffering he went through with Carden, every time I think about this demon, it makes me want to relive him just so I can kill him again.
'It's the feast of spring, of fertility, it's our most beautiful feast, in my opinion' I send to him and he smiles, a smile that makes me open one of mine.
"I think we all forgot that today is Beltane, we have to celebrate it, and you all know that Beltane is my favorite party' I say with the greatest happiness, to be able to celebrate this party that I love so much, with my Fey and with my relatives.
"It's a great idea, we can do one of those we had as kids, which after a few years we stopped having, why did we stop having those fires?" Says Pym excited about the idea.
"Why did the humans start to get weird, we were so noisy, and from what they said we were unclean having rituals to welcome spring and fertility, and when the church came into the kingdom and started to burn us, they said we were calling the devils to eat those who weren't devils like us," explains my mother. The castle doors open and Cora sees me and seems relieved that she found me.
"My Queen, how good that I found you, you are late. We have the advice in ten minutes?" says Cora, remembering that we have a meeting.
"Cora, we realized we had several bad events that happened in these last weeks, the ambush of the pirate king, the attacks of the paladin, we believe that as today is Beltane, we could celebrate it, a fresh start that we are creating a new kingdom, a refuge for all Feys and even more, it's my favorite party," I tell her and she opens a big smile, I think I talked to the right person.
"I'll send the fauns to spread the news, My queen we'll have the best Beltane you've ever seen, a huge bonfire, music, food and lots of drinks and potions for the fertility gods, I'm already thinking of how it will be," she says jumping with joy and left to tell everyone the news.
We started walking and entered the castle. We went to the dining room, there was a small basket with fruits that the moon wings picked in the morning, I let go of Lancelot, and with my baby, I went there and picked an apple, that until I saw her I didn't know I was hungry, and I started to eat.
'Grab me an apple' I receive in the bond.
'Come and get it' I send it back and he comes and gets the one that I started to eat. 'Really?
'I'm hungry, my Witch'
'Go Screw Yourself'.
''Only with you'' and he goes to one of the tables and sits down.
"I think remembering that it' s Beltane will make the Feys super happy, you saw how Cora looked, it will be great to have this party," says my mother sitting at one of the tables. I go to the table and sit between Lance and Percy, and lean on my man's chest, one of his arms around my shoulder.
"Yeah, let's celebrate Beltane," shouts an animated Percival.
"But how do you celebrate that? I don't remember having a party in my life," says an interested Lancelot.
"Have you never had a party?" asked Arthur to my soul mate.
"I was raised by the church, we couldn't have any form of pleasure, just praying and making the divine bonds and requests of God," he explains.
"Yes, Arthur, me and Morgana while we were at the convent, we never celebrated anything, the first celebration I attended was Amala," says Celia.
"Yes, now that we are adults we can participate right in the party," says Pym, with joy, thinking about all the ways to have fun, we arms of Dof and the blond was trying to calm his energetic redhead.
"What's the Difference?" asks Morgana, embraced with Celia equally interested.
"There is a fertility ritual, the ritual of the Queen of May and the god of the forest or also known as the cuckold god, the gods chose the two representatives who would be the queen and the god on earth, the chosen representative of the god, would have to hunt the sacred deer, and the representative of the queen is always the soul mate of the representative of the god" explains my father wisely. "I remember the first time I participated in a Beltane, about 670 years ago," he says with a longing face.
"Old man!" I play with him with my mouth full.
"Little girl," he says, messing up my hair. I love that I have a father who loves me.
"You don't talk with your mouth full, Nimue, you're a mother, you have to set an example," my mother scolded me, and I and my old man held a laugh.
"But no one told us what the difference is? it's just a ritual," Arthur asks. My Fey family minus my soulmate who doesn't know any of our rituals means and our Vikings look at him with an expression of 'you're too slow', Guinevere, who was in his arms slaps him on the head.
"Shut up, love, I want to see if the ritual is similar to the Viking one," says the warrior.
"But, love, he didn't say anything too much, he didn't explain what the difference was between adult celebrations and ..." I think he captured the difference between the adult ritual and the ritual children did. The Vikings and the Feys minus my Lancelot and my children laughed at his comment. I see that Celia and Morgana blushed when they realized that the ritual was not only about fruit fertility.
'What is the fun, Love?' asks my man in the bond.
'It is a fertility ritual, not only for crops and cattle but for us, feys too, so that the fruits of our people grow in the wombs of the submissive' I send to him. I turn my gaze to him and he's red as an apple, if I control not to laugh at him, after two weeks that we do that, he still blushes for talking about these matters.
"But, we don't need this ritual, we already have Galahad," he says, stuttering, I can't stand it, I start laughing. "Love, stop laughing, we don't need any more children" and all the others start laughing at Lancelot.
"The ritual is not to do the fertility rites, most Beltane festivals are just parties so that the Feys can meet their soul mates and also have fun. We are performing Beltane for the birth of the kingdom of the Feys, of our kingdom" I explain after calming down, I look at him and see that he is very shocked by what I explained to him. 'Love, calm down, let's just have fun, don't worry about it' I send and give him a kiss of comfort. I feel that the little one in my arms was awake and looking at his father with the same blue eyes of his father: "Hi baby, you're looking at daddy, he doesn't need to be worried, let's have a lot of fun tonight, my little fire, Love, I think he knows that you require comfort, get him".
"Yes, dear" he answers me letting go and prepared to hold it, I deliver Galahad. I smile, I remember the first day he held Gal and was afraid to carry the baby and now he holds him like a professional. "Only you, to calm me down" he whispers to his son. We have a party to attend.
"You know we'll be here for whatever comes and goes, we made a promise, love, always together," I tell him, and he opens a little smile.
"Always together," he says looking at our family.
"All together," says the little one next to me.
"I love to be with you, but we have to get ready for the party," I say to everyone, getting up from the table, but I remembered that Lance and the humans don't know what the costumes are like. "Gawain, Daddy get the boys ready for Beltane," I tell them. I turn around and see that the girls are ready to go get ready. We start walking towards the door, but I am stopped by my father.
"Daughter, horn, or forest?" My father asks me with a malicious smile.
" Horned, you can use the blackberry and blueberry paints and also the mask" I answer with the same smile. I want to see my man in the form of God.
'Nimue?' and I close the connection.
"You really are father and daughter, you, two have the same smile," says my mother. The boys come towards the door and when Lance approaches me with our children, I kiss them goodbye.
"See you soon, love" I whisper on their lips.
" Until" he whispers back and we separate.
"Layla, leave Nimue like May," My brother says to his soul mate, I turn red, and my sister-in-law laughs at my embarrassment.
'Nimue?'
'You will like it' I send it to him.
And I see Layla agrees to do it. My father and brother pull the men into my parents' room. When they see the hallway I hear Lancelot's voice asking, "What is the horn and why did Nimue say ink? Tell me" and the laughter of my father and Gawain.
"He really doesn't know what to expect," says Layla laughing at his brother.
"Did you like the result of my daughter's idea? Her ideas are sometimes very dangerous," says my mother. I laugh.
"Mom, you don't even know, LOVED, I want this side of him all the time," I say without any shame.
"Aunt Leonore, I'll never let Nimue talk me into doing anything like that again, no more possessive Dof," says Pym pretending to cry to my mother, I go to her and slap her.
"Aren't you going to tell me that deep down you didn't like this caveman? Even Guinevere liked Arthur, she likes her submissive lovers," I tell them, and we all laugh.
"Let's go to the bedroom, we have to tidy up this queen, Pym, we have to teach them, we have a hard job to do with these humans, "says Layla pulling me towards my bedroom. I see that my mother and the others are laughing at me. When we arrive at my room, I see that Andressa and Apolina, the little faunas, are at the door with various fabrics for us.
"Cora told us that you remembered that it was Beltane and asked him to organize this party as we had never done before, that we would celebrate the resumption of the kingdom Fey, we brought these fabrics to create their robes, "says Apolina with two boxes of fabrics.
"We also brought inks for the marks, the males are preparing the decorations and also delivering the masks, clothes, and inks for the hunt for the sacred deer," says Andressa with some pots.
"Are we going to have the hunt?" I ask, astonished for them.
"Yes, Cora said how you are our queen and found your dominant fey, the elders want him to prove that he has the strength of the cuckold God, to rule us," says the little one. Layla and Pym started laughing.
"You told him to dress like the cuckold god, without knowing that he would be the representative of himself," says my sister in everything but blood, amid laughter.
"Do you have the great bonfire ceremony?" asks Viking.
"The dance of couples?"
"Yes, I wanted to know if it was the same as the Vikings, all our warrior men go to the temple of Ullr the god of hunting and ask for his blessing and find their 'hunt' the women go to Frigga and fast the day before Beltane so that their bodies are ready for the new life, and the couples do the dances at the bonfires completing the hunt," explains the Viking.
"It's similar, the bonfire dances, we have two versions of the 'hunt' usually is for young people who are seeking their dominant or submissive, and the couples who have the established bond, I believe that the elders decided to do the fertility ritual of the god and queen, To evaluate Lancelot's willpower brings the milestone of the new cycle, this is the ritual that the hunting of the sacred deer that the males will do, Lancelot must choose three dominant to accompany him to the altar there they will receive a vision of where the sacred deer is, And they will hunt him, when they find him, they bring him to the great fire, we make the great sacrifice mixing the blood of the representatives of the god and the queen of May mixed with that of the sacred deer, the chosen couple will energize themselves dancing and when they finish they will seal the contract with a kiss, to bless the new beginning, the new harvest in abundance and a strong cattle and the children of the people who will come after the festival" my mother explains the humans who never witnessed.
'Nimue, you did not tell me that I was to be with a single cloth covering my intimate parts, You little minx' I receive from the bond.
'You, My Knight, will love what your sister did for me'.
'I'm waiting' and I close our bond and we began to tidy up, Layla, made paint marks all over my body that represented, some all the elements of nature and others the places that the feys made their houses, the trees, the rivers, the caves and the wombs of the women who are during the first nine months the housing while they grew up and became big to adventure themselves in the world, the faunas created green clothing that represented the color of fertility, the clothing was divided into two parts, the top part is a small bustier that covers my breasts, and the other part was a petticoat that went to my feet, my mother and Pym put my hair on a wreath that was a sign of purification of the soul, the other women except the two former nuns and my mother who were wearing simple dresses in yellow, were wearing dresses similar to mine, Pym with an orange, Guinevere with a red, Layla with a light blue and the small faunas were wearing the tribal dresses of the fauns. We were ready for Beltane, let this wonderful party come.
We went to the garden, there was a huge fire that will be lit when the ritual of God and Queen begins, facing east, was the altar of the ritual that we will make the sacrifice of representatives of the god and Queen of May along with the sacred deer, had several musicians in the traditional clothing of their clans, had several foods that bring fertility to women, The males are dressed like the gods of the forest, all are with the main marks of their clans, while the females are with the crowns of flowers in their hair, Near the altar I see that my children are there with Arthur, who as he was not fey or was a bond of one of our own, can not be part of the witnesses of the Sacred Deer Hunt. He sees us and comes towards us.
"My queen, your little prince almost burned my hair, after the others went on the hunt," he says laughing at little Galahad's trickery and handing me over to him, who as soon as he lies in my arms trying to pick the flowers from my hair, my friends laugh super loud at Galahad's attempts. "I think they must be on their way".
"Mommy, you look very beautiful," Percival comes and hugs me, I am with my dear children in my arms that are safe and sound after all these tragic events, first my beautiful Percival was trapped in the fields of the paladins, then Galahad and I are thrown from a bridge, the three of us end up being saved by the same person, my soul mate and the father of the boys, we separate. I and my soul mate were first attacked by the paladins and then we were kidnapped by the horrible king that my father had annoyed and then the feys almost killed my Lancelot. And we are with two weeks of quiet, but even when this quiet will last, I am afraid that soon we will be discovered and attacked.
"Look at you, you beautiful one, I am very proud of you little warrior, but tell me what you, your uncle, and your grandfather did with your father?" I ask him who pretends to be thinking, but soon starts to laugh, I think my Lancelot had the biggest change from Monk to Fey, I can not wait to see him.
"Girls, it's time to pray to Queen May, Grab your offerings and let's go to the orchard," says Cora the leader of the fauns.
"Stay with your uncle and prepare for the big fire, remember if this year is a new beginning for all of us, and especially your father, he is in a process of acceptance, let's make his first Beltane unforgettable, I can leave your little brother with you, will protect him?" I explain to him stretching Galahad, he excitedly will hold his brother for the first time and put his arms close to his chest.
"Yes, I will protect him from everything" he affirms to me, with this, I place my baby in his older brother's lap and look at Arthur.
"Keep an eye on them both" and I go to the food table and get a small pot of honey and a glass of milk as an offering to the queen, so that this honey with milk sweetens, nourishes, and fertilizes our cattle and our crops, and that of fertility for my people to prosper out of the extinction that humans have done in recent years, we went to the orchard I woke up before deciding that these ruins would be our new haven, there we made a circle that my mother as the priestess of one of the Fey people began to command the ritual.
"It's been years since we celebrated Beltane like the old days, but today we have started a new cycle, a period of growth, of recognition, of acceptance. At this very moment we are here to deliver our offerings to Queen May, who chose our Queen as her representative, put their offerings in front of her" all the females put, and their offerings were from food and drinks to their wreaths that symbolize our wombs. "Nimue as the representative of Queen May, come to the center and make our prayer, that our people be blessed by the spring, that in our wombs grows the future of the Feys".
I enter the circle and all the women are hand in hand, I stand in the position of a goddess; with my feet apart touching the earth, and my arms raised to heaven. Out loud I begin to recite the Prayer to Goddess Earth. "The leaves are sprouting through the earth in the trees of ash, oak, and hawthorn. The magic appears around us in the forest and the hedges are full of laughter and love. Dear lady, we offer you a gift, a set of flowers picked by our hands, woven into the circle of an endless life. The bright colors of nature itself mix to honor you, Queen of Spring, as we honor this day. Spring is here and the earth is fertile, ready to offer gifts in your name, we pay tribute to you, our lady, daughter of the Fey, we ask for your blessing at this Beltane".
When I finish reciting, we take our offerings and pour them into the soil, so that all our requests may be fulfilled.
We began to listen to the drums, warning that the representative of the Horned God had arrived, so I went to my post, to start the ritual of the Great Fire.
LANCELOT P.O.V.
"Hi baby, you're looking at Daddy, he doesn't need to be worried, let's have a lot of fun tonight, my little fire, Love, I think he knows you require comfort, gets him," says Nimue looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
"Yes, dear" I answer, letting go, her shoulders, and to be prepared to hold him, she hands me Galahad. Still can't believe I already have a son and that he has been in the world for almost a month. "Only you, to calm me down" I whisper to our son.
"You know we will be here for whatever comes and goes, we made a promise, love, always together," says my Fey, and I open a little smile, remembering that she always kept that promise.
"Always together," I say looking at our family.
"All together," says the little one next to me.
"I love to be with you, but we have to get ready for the party," the queen says to everyone, getting up from the table, "Gawain, daddy get the boys to Beltane," says Nimue to daddy and his brother. They were almost leaving the hall when Merlin called her daughter's attention.
"Daughter, horned or forest?" My father-in-law asks me with a malicious smile.
" Horned, you can use the blackberry and blueberry paints and also the mask," he answers, my soul mate with the same smile as his father, these two planning something makes me afraid. And I know it will be something I will deeply regret.
'Nimue?' and she closes our connection.
"You really are father and daughter, you have the same smile," says my mother-in-law. We get up and go towards the door, where the girls were, and when I approach Nimue with Gal on my lap and Percy on my side, she kisses me goodbye.
"See you in a bit, love.
"Until" I whisper on her lips and we separated.
"Layla, leave Nimue like May," My brother-in-law says to his soul mate, Nimue turns red, and my sister laughs at my soul mate's embarrassment.
'Nimue?'
'You'll like it'.
She agrees, and my father-in-law and brother-in-law take us to Nimue's parents' room.
"What is the HORNED and why did Nimue say ink? Tell me" I ask them.
"Daddy, this is the two ways that the dominant dress in Beltane," says Percival jumping for joy at the party we're having tonight.
"But because we need ink" I still don't understand. And the little laugh with my lack of notion of the traditions of our people.
"Because it's your first Beltane, my dear, you're going to have to behave next to Nimue," says Merlin. I freeze, the Feys haven't accepted me yet, as I'll be beside Nimue in a festival of the people I tried to kill.
"I can't do this, Merlin, they haven't accepted me yet," I say to him, and I look at my son who went back to sleep comfortably in my lap.
"I know child, I know, but you are the soul mate of the queen of feys, at some point, they will accept you, I'm sure that after this Beltane they will realize that you are part of these people and from what I saw in the training you are a great warrior and leader, I know that our warriors already respect you and follow you," he says holding me by the shoulders. "But, we need to get ready, Gawain, Squirrel you two help them to make the marks, we have a great job ahead, we have three who know nothing of our customs" When we arrived in Merlin's room they had three fauns with some materials.
"Children what are you doing here?" asks Gawain to them.
"Green Knight, Cora asked us to come here and deliver the things that the Queen's dominant will need for the hunt" they explain.
"Which hunt? " I ask them.
"Sir, we know that you are already with us for a few days, but the elders want you to prove that you have the strength of the Horned God, that you have what is necessary to govern the people of the Feys beside the queen," says one of them. Merlin and Gawain start laughing after the fauns say that.
"Merlin, what is this hunt?" I ask my father-in-law.
"My friend, you didn't hear when Merlin said about the fertility ritual, they want you to find the sacred deer of the god," says Dof coming towards me and taking me in a shoulder hug.
"You mean they want me to prove I'm worthy to be Nimue's soul mate, Merlin, I don't know any of the traditions of the Feys, how I should hunt for this ceremony," I ask desperately for help, while the two older Feys in the fourth laugh on the floor like two crazy people they are. I felt a movement in my arms and I looked down and saw the two little blue eyes that matched my own, and I saw that my little fire was awake. "I guess I'll have to prove I can be your mother's," I say to him and he yawns. Merlin calms down and gets up, comes to where I am with my son, and sees that I am still lost with what will happen.
"My dear, you will have to do the old ritual of the fertility of god and queen, this ritual blesses the new beginning, the new harvest in abundance and a strong cattle, and before this ritual has the hunting of the sacred deer that you will have to perform, Lancelot, you need to decide three dominant with the bond stabilized to accompany you to the altar that the fauns are building for Beltane, there you will receive a vision of where the sacred deer is, and you will hunt it the others will accompany you in the search, But the representative is the only one who should kill the deer, this will be easy for you, this in his blood be a hunter, when you find him, they will bring him to the great fire, we make the great sacrifice by mixing the blood of the representatives of the god and the queen of May mixed with that of the sacred deer and then all those present will eat the sacred meat, After that the bonfire dances begin, we have two versions the 'hunting' one is usually for the young people who are looking for their dominant or submissive, and the one for the couples who have the established bond. " Merlin explains how the Beltane party works.
We started to prepare for the sacred deer hunt, Gawain and Merlin made several tribal drawings on my face, my torso, and my arms, each one representing each clan of the Feys as a single people, the Ashes marks that only me, my sister and my son had were uniformed with the ink marks, on my head they put a small crown that contained deer horns that I will kill and bring prosperity and fertility to the Feys people, The clothing they put on me was a fabric that tied around my waist and went down to the middle of my thighs and a green cape, when I saw this one fabric of clothing I was in shock but as it was part of the ritual I accepted with the thought of if I could do the right ritual, the other feys, they will see I am already redeeming myself, and in some future, I would be accepted as their king.
'Nimue, you didn't tell me that I was to be with a single cloth covering my intimate parts, Your Minx' I send it by our bond.
'You, My knight will love what your sister did for me'.
'I'm waiting' and she closes the connection.
My companions are dressed like mine, but I was the only one who had the crown that everyone recognized that I was the representative of the god, I see the little Percival talking with his little brother in the lap of his grandfather who was holding him while I prepared for the ritual, I'm glad he has no problem with Galahad, he loves him very much but gets bored that the little fire still can't play with him, but understands that he is small and that in a few months he would start to grow and be able to run with him.
We were ready for the hunt, we went to the garden where the altar of the ritual, in the center had a huge fire that will be lit when the ritual of God and Queen start, all the male feys were there for the ritual of hunting the sacred deer. One of the elders was at the altar, I think he will command this part of the ceremony.
"In years we have not celebrated Beltane like the old days, but today we have begun a new cycle, a period of growth, of recognition, of acceptance, our god sent a representative of him in one of ours, Lancelot son of Ban, of the Ashes and Helen of the Lands, The first male of the ash people seen in years, was chosen by the gods to be the soul mate of Nimue, daughter of Leonore of Heaven and Melin of the ancient druids, today stands before the altar of Beltane to show whether he possesses what is needed to be our protector, our leader. You have a task, what is this task, Lancelot?" the old man asks me. I take a deep breath, I go to the altar.
"My task is to find the sacred deer, to bring abundance and prosperity to our people," I say with confidence.
"Very well, representative of the cuckold god, we can proceed with the ceremony, who have you chosen as your witnesses to accompany you in the hunt for the sacred deer?" he asks.
"Gawain of the Heavens, Merlin of the Druids, and Dof of the Heavens," I say the three I chose for this part. Merlin hands my Son over to Arthur who was the only one I knew and trusted in his safety, and the three of them come toward the altar and stand, two by my side holding my hands and my father-in-law behind me, holding me on his shoulder.
"You three represent the strength, the courage and the magic, the three qualities for Feys leaders, you will be the vision of our people, you promise the occult that you will tell everything that happens in the Sacred Deer Hunt?
"Yes," they answer at the same time.
"Now we are at the moment of God's blessing, Lancelot repeats after me, "God of the green, Lord of the forest, I offer you my sacrifice. I ask for your blessing. You are the man in the trees, the green man of the forest, who gives life to the dawn of spring. You are the deer in heat, the mighty Chifrudo, who wanders through the autumn woods, the hunter circulating the oak, the horns of the wild deer, and the blood that is spilled on the ground each season. God of the green, Lord of the forest, I offer you my sacrifice. I ask for your blessing." I repeat the prayer he says and my vision gets blurred, I'm in the woods near the castle, I hear the voice of the god that the gift he sent is in the woods. I open my eyes and say it out loud.
"The deer is in the woods, I'm ready for the hunt".
"All right, child, you're free, go get your prize, Born at Dawn" the elder quotes the fey's phrase and for the first time, I'm proud to say those words.
"To pass in the twilight" I am Fey, my promise is Fey, my sister is Fey, my Sons are Fey, I am a Proud Fey.
I run the fastest to the exit of the garden, near the door I had four weapons that I should choose one to use in the hunt, I grab the spear, I'm ready to be accepted by them, I see that Gawain, Merlin, and Dof are following me, we went towards the woods closest to our castle, I run through the trees, through the bush until I reached the location of the vision I had there was my prize, the door to my resumption, to the death of the crying monk, the weapon of the church, and the rebirth of Lancelot the future king of the Feys. The deer was huge, the horns that crowned his head were thick and long, I could see him even hidden in the middle of the woods, he had not felt my presence, bending to graze, poking in the dead cover on the forest floor. I caught my spear ready to attack.
"My son, you succeeded, you found your prize, you Lancelot are ready to forget the past and accept your destiny?" a voice in my head speaks. "Do not fear, feel your power, release the spear" and I did what the voice told me, and my spear went straight to the deer's heart, a huge weight was released from my heart, my past with the church will never be forgotten, but my future as Fey was accepted and I will never leave it, I met wonderful people and discovered that I can be good, that my being did not come from the devil as Carden always said. Finally, I can say that I am in a place where I deserve to be and not a place that was mistreated. I go to the deer and take out the spear, the catch on my shoulder. Gawain approaches where I am, and with a proud smile says.
"You did it, my brother, I'm proud of you" hugging me by the shoulders.
"Gawain, let's go back, I'm ready for the festival," I tell him.
"My friend, you are one step away from being accepted by the elders, how are you feeling?" Exclamate a smile Dof.
"I'm finally where I deserve to be," I answer with a smile.
"Let's go that the rituals are not over yet". Merlin reminds us.
And we returned to the garden of our castle, now were Fey of all genders and ages, dressed for the Beltane party, the musicians began to play the drums as if it were a warning that we had arrived, the men are in a circle away from the big bonfire while the Women are in a circle near the bonfire still out.
Third-person Pov
The elders are ready for the bonfire ritual, they were at the altar, along with the deer that Lancelot as the representative of the cuckold God hunted. The Men are in a circle away from the great bonfire while the Women are in a circle near the Bonfire.
Leonore and Melin were in the center, as priestess and priest, the couple begins the ritual.
"Our representatives are in the gender circles, let's begin the fertility ritual" begins Leonore. "Beltane is here! It is a time when the land is fertile and fertile. A long time ago, our ancestors planted their fields in Beltane. The fields that remained uncultivated for months are now warm and waiting. The soil that was dormant for the winter now begs us to plant our seeds. The soil is awakening and ripe, and this is a season of love and passion. It is a season of fire."
The fauns who were near lit the great fire, Merlin continues the ceremony.
"As our fires increase, illuminating the night sky, the fire inside us gets stronger. It is the fire of lust and passion, knowing that, like the earth, we are also fertile. Tonight, God emerges from the forest. He is known as Cernunnos, the Green Man. He is the God of the Forest. Tonight is the night he will pursue and capture the maiden. She is the Queen of May, She is the Goddess of the fields and flowers, she is Mother Earth herself. In this Beltane we have as representatives of the gods, Lancelot son of Ban, of the Ashes and Helen of the Lands as the representative of the God and Nimue daughter of Leonore of the Heavens and Melin of the ancient druids as the representative of the Goddess My Sons one step closer to the great bonfire.
The two circles become a single circle with the representatives in the center, Lancelot nervous about what will happen, and Nimue ready to find his man and complete Lancelot's acceptance by the Fey people. Merlin and Leonore speak in unison. "Bring fertility to the earth! Let the hunt begin!"
One of the Fauns who was with a drum starts to make beats the first weak but quickly increases the rhythm, the musicians enter and more and more the sound becomes more audible, Nimue starts to walk towards his soul mate and Lancelot goes to meet him, they meet, Lancelot puts his hand on Nimue's waist, but she runs from him overtaking him, looking in his eyes with a malicious smile, and she runs with her soul mate following her, Every time Nimue and Lancelot met, Nimue gave a way to escape, looking like the months before they finally met, Increasingly the rhythmic beats increased, now with all present clapping and shouting words of encouragement, to the couple, The couple's feys brothers were prepared for when they finished the third round around the lit fire, to make the connection between the god and the goddess. Finally, in the third circuit of the couple, Lancelot holds his female, and for the first time since the beginning of the laps, Nimue is thirsty and very comfortable in Lancelot's strong arms. The noise is quiet, you can only hear the sounds of breathing. Pym and Layla position herself holding the queen's shoulders and Dof and Gawain position herself holding God's shoulders. Together they speak.
"Fire and passion, love and life, gathered as one are present for the connection of the god and the goddess, Goddess Your words."
"I am the earth, the womb of all creation. Within me, a new life grows every year. Water is my blood, the air is my breath and fire is my spirit. I give you honor, and I must create a new life with you". Nimue says his part of the prayer.
"God your word" the four of you speak in unison
"I am the deer in heat, the seed, the energy of life. I am the powerful oak that grows in the forest. I give you honor, and I must create a new life with you," says Lancelot as if these words were whispered in his mind.
"The earth is once again creating a new life within! We will be blessed with an abundance this year!" Merlin and Leonore shout to all present. At the moment of these words, Nimue and Lancelot meet in a passionate kiss, all present shouting with joy.