A/n so here's another chapter for you. I hope you like it and I forgot to mention this is inspired by Dust which is a fic by Rothelena. I think it is an amazing piece of writing and deserves credit.
I do not own The Mentalist.
Many Elves were paired together even before their birth. It was a ritual, sacred to them, so sacred that who ever broke this was to be banished.
Grace Van Pelt, a young elf, had fallen in love with another. One who was not her birth pair. Her family shunned her because of her love for Wayne Rigsby, a local baker's son. He too had been shunned for his love for Grace.
"Grace, we have to leave. Before Chief LaRoche find out and banishes us forever." Wayne pleaded to his love.
"Wayne if we leave there is no doubt that, Craig will come looking for me and Sara's father will come looking for you. If they find us we will be sentenced to a life of exile." Grace cried. Horse's hooves could suddenly be heard in the distance. "Wayne we need to hide that could be them."
The hooves suddenly jolted to a stop. Wayne and grace turned around to find a hooded figure riding a large black horse. "I hear you lovers need to leave town. Would you accompany me on my journey? I am too on the run." The figure spoke.
"Remove you're hood strange creature." Wayne bellowed, with a courage that did not yet exist.
The figure pushed down its hood and shook out the curls upon it's head. "I am Teresa Lisbon of the Pixie Grove. I am on the run from my father, would you like to travel with me? I promise I may not look much but I can keep you and your lady from danger." The figure, Teresa, said.
"I am Wayne Rigsby and this is Grace Van Pelt of the Elf Grove. Now we shall accompany you on your journey under one condition." Wayne replied.
"Name it, I shall be honoured to help." Teresa bowed down a little.
"We stop at the next kingdom for supplies, and we leave now while everyone is busy with the festival of the amber moon." Wayne explain.
"Of course go get ready, bring a horse each and a cape as well as any weapons you own." Teresa directed. "We shall meet back here in a single hour. Be ready we leave immediately." With that Teresa climbed back onto her horse and rode back into the woods to wait.
After collecting their belongings, they put on there capes, pulled up the hoods and rode off to meet with Teresa.
"The journey will be long till we find the next village. We will stop when we can but we need to go as far as we can tonight so that your people cannot find us." Teresa told them.
The two lovers nodded, before they all set off for the night ahead. It would be a long ride, however it would be worth it.