Hall of Elders
Odessa appeared in front of the large sycamore tree with
a troubled mind and a heavy heart. She was here to make her report to the
Elders, and she worried how they would take the news, even though in the back
of her mind she knew they were already aware. But it was a requirement of the Guardian
of any Chosen One to give detailed reports on their charge—and Aubrey was still
her charge.
The dragons had come back into existence, which was
something she thought would never happen. She was taught by the Guardians that
came before her that the ancient text used to perform the ritual that blended a
demon to a magical’s soul had been destroyed long, long ago. Yet she had seen
the proof firsthand of the dragons’ existence, and she truly feared for
Aubrey’s safety, not to mention the safety of the realms.
She was about to raise her hand to touch the tree to open
the portal, when she sensed another’s arrival. She turned, folded her hands in
front of her, and stood, in what she hoped was a calm, relaxed manner. A second
later, Robert, another Guardian and a very dear and special friend to her,
walked out of nothingness and greeted her.
“Des, I knew I’d find you here.”
She felt her shoulders relax at the sound of his baritone
voice.
“Robert, what are you doing here?” she asked, although
she was happy that he’d come.
“Did you think I would let you do this by yourself?”
“It is my responsibility to report on my failings.”
“Des,” he said as he walked up to her and took her hands
in his. “You were given the hardest task of the Guardians—to mentor, and teach
the last Chosen One—to guide without instructing. You have not failed.”
“The dragons—”
“I know. We were all led to believe the text was
destroyed. But your charge has shown resilience, and that is due to your
guidance. You allowed her to think on her own.”
“I almost lost her, Robert.” She looked away from his
piercing green eyes. “Esmeralda—”
“Esmeralda be damned. She should have gone the way of the
Witches of the Black Cape a long time ago.” He gently squeezed her hands so she
would look at him, and when she did, he smiled. “You didn’t lose Aubrey. The
Elders will see that, and if they don’t…well, I’m here to make sure that they
do.” He pulled her to him for a reassuring hug, then turned her around, and
with his hands on her shoulders, he said in an encouraging tone, “Let’s go in
and give your report.”
She drew a deep breath and slowly exhaled her tension,
then raised her hand to the tree and the portal opened. As they descended the
staircase that led deep underground, Robert hummed along with the soft melody coming
from the stone speakers that were receded into the wall. His humming caused her
to smile.
As they entered the room at the bottom of the stairs, the
low light from the luminous mushrooms that protruded from the walls brightened,
allowing them to see the small changes to the room since their last visit.
“Seems they have been busy redecorating,” he said as he
stood close to one of the carvings of the forest creatures that were carved
into the walls. “Look, the eyes glow now.”
Their wait was a little longer than the last time they
were here, but finally, the dirt crumbled away from the carved image of a fox,
and out stepped a very beautiful young woman. Her rust-colored hair was long
and thick, the ends looking as if they’d been dipped in chocolate. Her
eyeshadow was a sharp shade of green that accentuated her deep brown eyes, and she
wore the softest shade of pink on her thin lips. Her movements were smooth, and
her voice was remarkably soft as she said, “Guardians, I’m sorry you had to
wait. The Elders have gathered, follow me please.”
As she walked toward the back wall, the dirt crumbled
away giving them access to another large room where twelve large eagles sat at
a long table. The woman stepped back, allowing Odessa and Robert to enter, and
after Robert passed the threshold, she stepped outside the room and the dirt
wall reappeared.
Robert gave Odessa’s hand a light squeeze, and when she
looked at him, he winked and left her side to sit in one of the chairs along
the sidewall. Stoically, Odessa took her place at the podium, and the birds of
prey morphed into the bodily forms of the Elders. Each Elder wore a shimmering
golden robe and a golden-bejeweled crown.
“It’s a pleasure to speak before you again,” Odessa said.
“I’ve come to tell you of the progress Aubrey has made. Last month was a
distressing month—”
“Distressing?” one of the Elders interrupted.
“Yes, my lord. The dragons have come back into existence.
David Larson, Esmeralda’s love from a lifetime ago found the ancient text—he
was the willing soul that blended with the demon Esmeralda harbored, creating
the dragon. Others have followed his example. It was with his help that
Esmeralda kidnapped Aubrey. I do not think Esmeralda would have been as bold
had David not been by her side. She is now viewed as the queen among the
dragons as David is their king.”
“I see. And is Aubrey still kidnapped?” the Elder asked.
Odessa narrowed her eyes as she looked confusedly at the
Elder. She had been certain they were aware of the happenings in the lives of
all the Chosen Ones. “No, my lord. She was rescued, but William, Aubrey’s
cousin in family name and one of her special
seven, was critically wounded during her rescue.
“Ah…I see. Did he survive?”
Odessa cocked her head in questioning whether she had
been wrong in her belief the Elders were aware of all that had happened. “They
had to turn him,” she tentatively said.
“But that too went horribly wrong. He almost died, but Aubrey stepped in and
saved him. He’s home now.”
“So he survived then,” the Elder said smiling.
“They did have to turn
him—he’s a vampire now—so I guess in a manner of speaking, yes, he survived.”
“Then why do you stand before us and state that last
month was distressing?” asked the Elder.
She glanced down at her hands, realizing the tight grip
she held them in, and in frustration, she sighed. “The dragons and the dangers
they pose are quite distressing, would you not agree? Aubrey has yet to cross,
and she carries the weight of the world on her shoulders. I fear for her, my
lord.”
“Odessa,” the Elder said in a soothing tone. “Why do you lament
so? Surely not all was gloom and doom.”
“No,” she said and released the tensed grip she held on
her hands. “There was good that came
of last month. Aubrey brought happiness to another couple, and she has found
another of her special men—Gary. If you recall I reported last visit that she
had saved his life when he was grievously wounded during the rescue of Richard
and Thomas. And she uncovered the traitor in her clan—Madalyn—she was mated to Bradley. Aubrey discovered
Madalyn was Esmeralda’s mole as it were. The clan cast Madalyn out, but unfortunately,
she too harbors a demon in her soul now. But Tina and Ted, whom everyone
thought were the traitors, turned out to be allies. Aubrey, as it turns out,
can perform magic inside the castle and council walls.” She laughed softly. “That
even surprised me. Why didn’t you tell me that she would be able to do magic
inside those two buildings?”
The Elders looked at one another and smiled knowingly,
then the Elder at the head of the table said, “If you’d known of her gift,
would you have schooled her as well? Your fear for her gave her encouragement
to believe in herself and to grow. She is forging forward, and she is following
her path. And when you say, ‘she
can’t’ she will tell you and show you that she can. You have made her
determined to right the wrongs, to restore what others have unsettled. Had you
not had your own fear, Aubrey would have nothing to prove. She would not have
taken the demon that sat on Esmeralda’s mantel, the one slated for Esmeralda’s
follower, Rebecca—and destroy it in the lava.”
Odessa’s eyes widened. “My lord, so you are aware of
these events.”
“Well of course we are, but we cannot give counsel to our
Chosen One. That comes from you. We need to know your thoughts on her growth—we
can only watch.”
Odessa grinned. “So, we Guardians are your sounding boards?”
“As Aubrey is tested, you will be her sounding board,
too. Let her grow and learn…let her ‘skin her knees’ as the humans like to say.
Be there to give her comfort in her sorrows, for she has many trials yet to face.
Be there to rejoice in her triumphs, as there are many that await.”
Odessa acknowledged their instructions with a bow of her
head, and the Elders morphed back into the birds of prey and disappeared.