'One'
Theia took her hand off my waist and gripped my shoulder with the other.
'Two'
Theia held on to my shoulder as she propelled herself around kicking the cloaked figure off his horse. The horse ran astray.
'Three"
Theia sat behind me again and held on.
'Go'
We arrived back in Camelot late that night. Gwen, Morgana and the knights of Camelot were waiting for us.
"Your back early," Morgana called out to us as we pilled in the courtyard. Gwen stood beside her. She seemed to noticed Theia.
"Who is this?"
"My name is Theia," She said with a small smile. I helped her down then handed her off to Gaius and Percival.
"Hey!" Gwen said pulling me into a hug.
"It's good to see you to," I say trying to regain balance.
When she pulled away I noticed her hair isn't just half up.
"What did you do to your hair."
"While you were gone I was so bored I started learning advanced hair styes for Morgana."
"It looks like your head is tied up." I said louder than I meant to.
"I would say that's rude." Arthur said butting in. "But it is hard to argue with that."
"It's nice to see you too sire," Gwen said professionally.
Arthur picked her up and spun her. I thought I'd let the moment be and help Gaius.
I went back to Gaius's chamber and found Theia following a small obstacle course. Half a dozen book lye on the bunch, bottles and beakers sprawled across his desk and food half eaten. So not much out of the ordinary.
I decided to find out as much as I can about the lake Nolava. I walked passed then hugging the wall as I did so I would be in the way. But a few feet from the door I tripped on a stray book. Theia must've been reading cause Gaius never touches these any more. It was a huge book on ancient civilizations. I reconized the blue frame of the page marking the greek section. The page focused on titan goddesses. Including Theia.
Not the girl. The latin name for the titan goddess of sight and prophecy of course. When my mom lived and studied under Gaius, while I was a kids. Arthur, Gwen, Morgana and I joked about how an old friend of ours can predict thing so accurately. She absolutly love mythology. One day a soothsayer, a mad old lady came up to us in the vilage and claimed she had the gift of sight. The event solidified her fascination with mythology. But she never mentioned the old lady again.
But that's impossible, she ran away and a patrol found her body years later.
I rushed into my room before they noticed I'd stopped. I got nowhere quickly researching the lake so I set up a cot in Gaius's chamber later so Theia could take my bed then thought it best I to slep on it. The last sound I heard was that beautiful voice singing me to sleep.
The warning bell woke me. I ran into me room expecting... hoping to see Amilea sound asleep. The bed didn't look like it had been slept in. I wasn't entirely certain where I was going. I just knew I was running to her. But I ran into Arthur, quiet literally.
"A giant has been spotted in the in the forest." I could tell there was something else but I didn't press the matter.
"I thought a giant would tower over the forest."
"Well this one is small. But very destructive."
"Good to know." I tried to run but Arthur grabbed my arm.
"You're not a knight. So why are you up."
"I'm getting a remedy, for Theia."
"Good, but proceed with caution."
"Of course sire." He moved on and disappeared around the corner. Once he was gone I continued running. Please don't let it be to late.
I run to the forests' edge. My thought were consumed by music. The melody seemed to mirror my anxiety. The same music that filled my head when I first arrived at the cave. I moved through the forest guided by it's changing volume.
Soon I reached a clearing in the forest I never knew existed. Amilea stood in the middle of the clearing... not moving.
The music in my head began to fade. Like it's source was dying right in front of me. That is until the music stopped entirely for a moment, followed by the sound of an explosion. I doubled over clenching my head. But nothing happened.
Just the music continuing to in my head.
I look over and saw her dancing. It was the sort of thing your mind can't process well. And when it's over you figure it out but you feel like you've been sitting there with this stupid look on your face.
She didn't have that look of uncertainty in her eyes. She was so precise and on point. She danced to the music in my head like it guided her. They were graceful and refined together. But still heavy, only now from concentration. Her technic was flawless. And her passion shone through with ever step, ever turn and ever kick, every leap she took. Absolutly beautiful.
The music was slowly become more heavier and disorderly.
Such steps weren't know in any honorable dance style. I mean I've seen peculiar thing after the noblemen have had a few too many. But this was something entirely different. This was unique, expressive. Rugid and inspiring. Beautiful in many new ways. The song was growing with anticipation. Began to turn on her toes, as if she wore point shoes that couldn't be seen. She spun five, six maybe seven time... before she collapsed.
I ran to her side. First I pulled back her hair and saw a small dart in her neck. I pulled the dart out and conjured an cure from the poision left on the tip. She began to shake. Only to late I realize the shaking was her's. It was from the ground beneath us.
"I did it! I did it!" A large childish voice called from yards away.
"Don't get to excited." This voice I could never mistake. "The funs only just began."
I placed my sword behind and leaped behind a bush. Ever fibre of my being wanted stand and fight but I couldn't very well knock down a falling tree right in front of Morgana.
"Well ,well, well. We meet again." Morgana appear from behind a tree truck. After a moment the tree trunk moved. Raised from the ground and slammed back down.
"Easy," Morgan commanded then turned to Theia. "I thought I'd seen the last of you when you ran from me so many years ago. Yet I hear of your appearances around the five kingdoms. Yours the face of death in every one. And yet you remain alive. I assumed after all these years you'd figure out how to rid the world of your existence. And time and time again I've had to step into help and yet you continue to defy me." Rage boiled in her voice. Just has hearing those words enraged me.
"Will not..." She mutter. She had her hand placed behind her back pushing her up. If see did have the sword I couldn't see it.
"What was that?"
"Will not let you win. Even with a large troll on your side. Any shred of light will raze your darkness Morgana."
"Have at it." Morgana turned away, clearing the way for giant concealed in the trees.
The giant furiously change her but she never flinched. When the giant was within ten feet she lunged to the right and sliced off a toe with my sword.
When the giant regained his footing (as much as possible for a troll) he appeared enraged. He charged again clumsily. Theia walk backwards three feet and raised the sword.
The giant obscured my view of her. But I could see the giant beginning to falling. My heart leaped out of my chest. Then I saw her roll out of the way and stood no more then five feet from me without the sword. I notice her clenching her hand.
She stepped forward rolled the lifeless giant over with her good hand. My sword was plunged perfectly in his chest. She climbed up onto the giants shoulder and pulled the sword free. The giants flush turned into a golden powder starting at the wound spread quickly. Within minutes the remains blew away in the wind. She landed safely on the ground. She wiped the blood off the sword in the snow banks and throw another mound over top to hide it.
She made shore Morgana wasn't there while I made a run for the castle.
I burst into Gaius's chamber breathlessly. After the warning bells I'm surprise I woke him at all.
"What were you doing..."
"No one should know I was out. Arthur wishes the matter to remain secret. I've been in bed the whole night. Got it."
"Ok..." He responded blankly.
I ran into my room before he had a chance to answer.
I slammed the door behind me and pressed my back against the door. As I caught my breath I heard the door creak open.
"Gaius," Her voice was weak. Though with what she just accomplished I'll be surprised if anything scares her anything.
"Ma'am,"
"Do you think there is a place I could rest for the night?"
"Of course, if merlin would do anything besides sleep you'd have his bed,"
"That's not necessary, all I've done for ten years is sleep."
"Can you tell me what happened to you?"
"It's a long story."
"I have all night."
Reluctantly she sat down.
"First you should know who I really am."
"You said your name was Theia. I assume that's not you name."
"No. It's an old memory."
"Who are you then."
"I'm Amilea. Some call me the forgotten princess."
It really is her. They said they found her body. But it didn't look like her. I told them I wasn't her. How did she live all these years? Where's she been?
Gaius sat there stunned for a minutes. That was priceless.
"What do you want to know?"
"First that marks on your arm." Shaking off the shock.
"A curse."
"By who?"
"I don't know."
Even through the small hole in my door I could see that Gaius was giving her a look I'm all to familiar with.
'I'm old. But I'm not stupid!'
"I should start at the beginning."
Gaius nodded.
"It started long ago. I was about five at the time. One day late in summer I had lost myself in music for hour before I realized I'd actually lost my dance slipper. The knights insisted we conduct a search. Morgana seemed to be offended by the search, like we accused her of stealing it. Then remembered where I left it. We found my slipper under my favorite chair in her room. She became enraged. Her eyes seemed to glow like... I'm sure it was my imagination."
"My child, here you can say any that needs to be said. Continue."
"Like her eyes were getting hotter. Like red hot metal. Soon something. A, a fiery ball burst through the room and Morgana was the source. I was thrown out of the room and hit the wall on the opposite end of the corridor. I must've been blacked out before I hit the ground cause I woke a little later from being bumped around, he was carrying me."
"He?"
"I'm certain of one thing in this whole story. It was Merlin who carried me. You can spot his scarf in a crowd but it's just startling when it is an inch from your face."
Gaius laughed at that more then I'd like him too.
"The moment I woke I was completely consumed by more negative emotion then I'd every felt. And... I saw things thing that shouldn't have happened. And horrible things that haven't yet to been. I knew if father heard of this he'd have me hung. Even if he could understood I could never preform the duties of a princess in this stat of mind, I had to run."
"I completely understand,"
"I didn't even understand it. Around midday the next mourning I stopped to rest. That was when I noticed the marks."
"How did you run so long."
"It's all so unclear. Each emotion seemed to fuel me in a different way. I run for hours out of fear without hesitation. Or insanity would cloud my senses so much all I knew or remember was to run. Depression would make me desperate to get away. I was almost glad when the exhaustion catch up with me. But it like each muscle being ripped off the bone. Still I was so relieved to know the ordeal was over.
There have been many times when I wanted to end it all. But no matter what I try nothing worked."
"That would include the writing with a poisoned blade." Gaius said trying to sound clever.
"I'd heard lake of Avalon has a twin sister. Novala; the fountain mortality. Parallel and opposites in every sense, legends say an immortals must stare into the river as a final test of their worth. If they deserve immortallity."
"I've never heard of such a thing before." He became more intrigued with every word. I was on the verge of pushing my door down.
"Few have. But then again few go looking for certain death. I'd searched the town for months before Morgana's men attacked the village. When the men first came I hide in that cave. An wave of arrow flew into the wall of rocks and it collapsed on top of me, I wasn't hurt. I waited there rather then lay trapped there. When I felt sure the invader were gone I crawled out of the wreckage. More rock fell and seal the cave off but I was on the wrong side. I was trapped in a cavern with nothing but a river as a companion. I hear the Siren's song. It startled me, when I looked up I notice a pedal falling off it's flower from the vines around the cave. The moment it hit the water the pedal began to wither and die. Next thing I knew the pedal had become ash. I had found the fountain of mortality. I was mesmerized, I didn't even realize there was someone else in the cave with me until it was to late. The hand pushed me in."
"What?"
"I don't know. All I remember is a cold hand on my shoulder."
"But how can did you survive?"
"I've been thinking about that. I believe it's because immortality wasn't my chose. I must be granted death by the same person who denies me that."
"Very wise,"
"Just a thought." She refused any emotional recognition. She's been through so much and feels as though it counts for nothing. She wouldn't meet Gaius's gaze but soon she found the shelves. She stood with amazement in her eyes. Most don't notice the shelve so at all.
"These are marvellous."
"Would you like to read one." Gaius offered. She slipped my sword onto the table with a sigh as he got up.
"I couldn't," she refused again.
"What are your interests?" Gaius practically insisted.
"Mythology, hearing man's interpretation of the unexplained. Tale of what will never be, what is forbidden and what is just beyond my fingertips."
Gaius plucked a book from the shelves and handed it to her. What amazes me is that he could remember each book but not to wake up for a warning bell.
The princess sat on the bench in the corner. She was a princess back in her castle and her is reluctant to indulged in a book. I swear, she is a anomaly wrapped in an endless riddle.
Gaius handed her a drink. "Some tea."
"I shouldn't,"
"Theia," Gaius said sternly
She creaked a smile and accepted. I could see Gaius smiled as he walked away. Within minute she collapsed on the bench. Gaius didn't seem surprised he just gazed at the sword. It was more like he was waiting for this. I had to resist all urges to swing the door open and punch Gaius in the gut.
"You can come out now."
'Finally.'
I pushed the door so hard it dented the wall behind it. Before I could say a word Gaius said.
"Don't worry, it just a sleeping draft."
I was so relived and annoyed at the same time.
"There was a time when you though twice before doubting me,"
"You knew I was listening the whole time."
"Not just me," Gaius picked up my sword like he was displaying the handle
I could see that Gaius wanted to slap me almost as much as much as I did.
'I hand her a sword with my name engraved on it and expect her not to notice. I think I'm the clotpole!'
I took her into my room and made her comfortable. Well I tried, I didn't get any complaints. Then I sat against the bed and began reading and I didn't stop until the twilight flooded the room.
I ran out of the room and grabbed my breakfast. I'll just take an apple from that odd fruit basket on Arthurs table. Once I stepped in the door as Amilea began to stir.
"Why am I in this bed?" She sounded startled more by her surrounding then the fact I watched her wake.
"You needed a place to sleep."
"Ya, dumb question."
"Morgana has agreed to lend you a dress to wear in the court today."
"No. I will not disguise who I am before the court."
"Very wise." After a minute or so I realized I hadn't said that aloud case I was just staring at her, she look really uncomfortable.
"Well I imagine you hunger." I handed the bowl and her eyes lite up. She downed it in a few moments.
After she muttered. "Thank you," Without looking up.
"I must see to Arthur. But I'll be back soon."
She nodded solemnly.
"Anything you'd like before I leave."
She doesn't answer for a minute. She just traces the wound on her arm. "No, But there is something you should know."
I sit back down."Which is?"
"I am Amilea Gryphon."
"Oh yes you are." A smile played on my face. I picked her up in a hug and spun her more time then I'd bother counting.
"It's good to see you too," She said. It was the first time the sadness didn't really seem to weight her face down.
Then I turned and left.
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