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"Well. There we have it" the King sighed, looking back at the queens who held their heads high as he nodded "you did tell me. I didn't want to believe it possible. My first. The one supposed to be more righteous of all my … well. She did replace one she could never hope to emulate I suppose."
She screamed with rage and swung to face him "She was weak! Weak! I am not, look at me. I stand here husband!"
Bormeth stepped away from the queen to face the king, his chest heaving as he clearly showed challenge.
Rhiannon took a moment to consider and then swung once more, knocking the woman back to the ground where she grunted with pain, Rhiannon looking down at her, "Actually .. I stand here bitch! This is my realm. My land. My family unit you fuck with, this negative attitude is not acceptable in this place. We do not share our beds with those who do not wear our colours. You are a slut who preferred rolling in the mud with that … that … bogan! I challenge that you are not worthy to be the king's First. Just because you killed Luc's mother and took her crown, it doesn't make you her equal."
Mervik made her last mistake as she rose to face Rhiannon, snarling through bloody teeth, "I put her down and I can put you down too you bitch, his women are all weak! She didn't deserve the crown, she was lucky I poisoned her and didn't cut her fucking throat for all her whinging. His son like him with his soft smile and womanly…."
Yan would have protected hr sister until the end of time but did not need to as Rhiannon lifted the shield that had been leaning against the caravans and swung it at the woman's head. The queen fell into the mud beside her stunned lover.
Everyone cheered.
"DONE!" the king roared, "Goddrin is my man! Wife, come."
Mervik went to rise but a foot to her arse slammed her back down and the young queen picked the crown from the dirt and curtsied to Rhiannon politely before slipping around her. The redhead nodded to Luc as she passed by, reaching out to pat his arm and he nodded in return as he whispered 'Aunty' and watched her take her place at his side. She looked much as his mother had, young and beautiful. His mother would have been proud, her baby sister in her place.
Yan turned to face the king, "My dear friend, it is a shame that not all family can be trusted but I see you have loyal women to shield you."
"My queens have long since told me she is not a true companion. I did not want to believe such … well. Truths it seems."
"Sometimes it takes one watching from a distance to see the true battle around you when you think it is purely a one-on-one fight" Yan agreed, "Why we need loyalty. I am glad your shields close around you when needed."
"Yes. Yes, I am lucky" the old man sighed, glancing over at Rhiannon, "And it seems my son chose well for his shield. Not just does she shield, she cuts deep."
"As a good mate should" Jack said softly, his arm sliding around Yan, "We move in unison to the beat of life."
"Well said" the king huffed, looking at his stupid wife and her lover, then with a final nod he turned and walked away.
Luc started to back way as the women closed in around the hapless couple.
Rhiannon accepted his hand and let him lead her away as the screaming started in the pit.
No great loss there.
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Luc watched his little one as she lay on the pink mink, her little legs pumping energetically as she laughed, her grandfather tickling her as he enjoyed the connection. Yan settled and morphed into Ianto, accepting the cup of tea from his sister with a soft murmur of thanks, the king looking up at Ianto with interest. "You knew?"
"I think everyone did, including yourself if you want to be honest for a moment" Ianto answered with that deep voice that sent shivers down the king's spine and he sat up to look at Ianto closely.
"What are you … really?"
"Really? I am … I guess I am a Jumper. I move through time faster than others if I choose, forward and back. I am an enigma, unique with my ability to … hello love" Ianto stopped talking as Byrd walked in with her younger self in tow, the two sitting like they were dances performing a pre-rehearsed performance, both reaching for a cookie, smelling and examining it with crossed eyes before taking a bite.
"Our daughter is capable of using the Doctor's Tardis as well, not able to do it without assistance like Ianto can" Jack said softly, "As you can see, they are both Byrd sitting there."
The king stared for a while then laughed softly.
"Gods. I knew it. Luc was destined to live amongst the gods, his mother always said so. Look at you all… so regal in a way I can never attain. Tell me … have you seen the gods themselves?"
Ianto considered and then whispered softly, "I have touched the face of the goddess … I have felt her breath on my cheek. I believe so, she loved me enough to save me and create me in her own image. The Golden Goddess of Time."
Jack knew, Yan also an image of Rose. Of course Ianto had met the Bad Wolf.
And knew to bow.
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So ends this part. Thanks for reading.