Chapter 5-Council
(Raven's PoV)
When I got to the tower I politely declined a game of Charades and escaped to my room. Once there I walked to my dresser and picked up the mirror that lay there. I often found it easier to figure something out after discussing it with my emotions.
I stepped into my mind and headed for the council chamber in knowledge's domain. All my emotions were already there. I sat down at the head of the table.
"Okay, what do we have? Knowledge?"
"Okay, we have…One, the strength of your empathy towards him. Two, the fact that Robin's mere touch was painful. His mention of a curse. Three, His strange name. And four, his relationship to Slade and that girl. I-"
"Wait," Reason and Spite cut Knowledge off. "We want to know why you didn't follow him. Why did you tell Robin you lost him?"
"I'm not sure. Back to business."
Knowledge glared at Spite. "As I was saying, I think part of one, as well as two and three can be answered easily. Do you remember the trip to Iphresheth when you were twelve? Well the priests of Melie told us about a curse. Remember what it was?"
"I do. It was that Melie's half-mortal children were cursed. That if anyone who wasn't dark touched a certain spot it would cause pain. That would explain a lot. The fact that Robin's touch hurt him, his talk of curses, and, and his name. The temple boy!"
"What?" The emotions looked at me like I was having a mental break-down.
"Don't you remember? The boy that swept the temple, he was about a year older than me. His name was Rillan. But I can't remember what he looked like."
Compassion spoke next. "That still doesn't explain the empathy. I think that the girl might be related to him. They look slightly alike. But whatever the case I'll wager that his relationship with Slade is not a pleasant one. I think your empathy wasn't as strong as maybe you thought. What if Slade broke some of his ribs at one time? It'd be awfully hard to hand fight with partially healed ribs."
"You're right I think."
A giggle from down the table distracted me. Impulse, Lust, and Happiness were huddled together whispering. Reason spoke firmly,
"You three have something to say?"
They poked each other for a moment before Impulse spoke. "We think that you two like each other. Why else would a thief defend you? And why did you lie to Robin?" Spite grinned maliciously, agreeing with the other three.
"I told you all before. I DO NOT KNOW. Understood? Knowledge let's keep working on a connection to the girl."
I stood and "returned" to my room. So it would appear that X was the son of Iphrasheth's dark goddess. Probably, he was being blackmailed by, and working for Slade. Although, I had absolutely no doubt he had been his own thief at one time. Oh, curse it! My thoughts kept running off on rabbit trails. Lust and her friends were having a heyday.
I left my room and went out to join the others. Maybe it'd take my mind off the unfortunate thief and my unanswered questions. Besides, Dove and Nachor could only stay so long. Dove would be pleased if I played. She loved Charades.