~Xadalyn~
"It wasn't a choice made to spite your mother Xada, but love isn't simple, it's not science, it's emotion...and we don't always have control over that..." Liz says and Kyria makes her presence before I can comment on Liz’s words. "Good morning Xada. How was your night." She says and I give her a smile at her brassiness. I have known Kyria since me and mother first came to the palace when I was eight, and we were instant friends. It was when my mother died that the oracle decided Kyria would be my Dannion, my second in command. Every ruler needed one and they usually had to be from high ranking royal bloodline and who would better suit a young Queen than the Oracle’s granddaughter. Of course after that I didn’t see much of her after that, she began her training and I began mine.
I wonder if my father was still friends with is Dannion. Raithkar had been my my father’s childhood friend and later became his Dannion. Raithkar had also been betrothed to Vilondra, my father’s sister. I wonder if Kyria ever regretted becoming my friend since it led her to a life with so many restrictions. “My night was well, Kyria.” I say in my native language before Xan walks in.
"Hey, I hope I'm not late. Uhm, at least, not too late." He says looking at our father.
It’s strange how I feel such a close connection to someone who I don’t even really know. My mother warned my all my life not to make a connection with someone, and I wonder if she said that because she was scared of something she didn’t understand.
I hold out my hand and Xan instantly takes it and takes a seat beside me. Its as if we don’t even have to communicate we just know. I wonder once again if this deep connection with my brother is what my mother feared. I have never even heard of people from Antar having twins, I didn’t even think it was possible. But it explains all the times I felt like apart of my was missing, that I wasn’t whole. The power we have now deep inside of us could only be tapped into if we were together, so I suppose the decision was made to keep us apart. The oracle’s words come back to me. “have patience, my child, for with him he will bring your other half.”
“We’re ready.” I tell my father, keeping my hand holding my brothers. Awaiting to hear the story of our parent’s lives.
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*Max*
I smile at Liz's comments. I'm so glad, as always, to have her with me. I hope that Xadalyn won't blame this on her. Liz really had nothing to do with the real reasons everything worked out this way...
Kyria arrives, greeting Xadalyn without formality and without acknowlegding Liz and me at all. Xada answers easily just as Xan walks in. He asks if he's late. "Not at all," I tell him as he sits next to his sister.
It's strange to see them together like this. They're not identical, but it's still amazing. I've always thought that Xan looked a lot like me, save for his eye color and some minor aspects of his face and expressions. But Xadalyn is unmistably her mother's daughter, although she does have my darker hair...
“We’re ready.” Xadalyn tells us.
I nod, glancing again at Liz before I turn to face the two children. This is no going to be easy. It will certain test my diplomatic skills when I'm talking to a girl who obviously thought very highly of Tess. I know she loved her mother. It's clear that Tess changed when Xadalyn was small, choosing to protect her instead of supporting Khivar, and I'm glad about that. But I have to explain what happened before and it won't be something either of them will really want to hear...
I notice that Kyria is still here. I concider asking her to leave, but somehow I know it's important for her to stay. Just as I would want Liz or Michael or Isabel nearby in a similiar situation. Just the same, I say. "You want Kyria to stay?" I make it more of a statement than a question as I think I already know the answer.
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I smile at Liz's comments. I'm so glad, as always, to have her with me. I hope that Xadalyn won't blame this on her. Liz really had nothing to do with the real reasons everything worked out this way...
Kyria arrives, greeting Xadalyn without formality and without acknowlegding Liz and me at all. Xada answers easily just as Xan walks in. He asks if he's late. "Not at all," I tell him as he sits next to his sister.
It's strange to see them together like this. They're not identical, but it's still amazing. I've always thought that Xan looked a lot like me, save for his eye color and some minor aspects of his face and expressions. But Xadalyn is unmistably her mother's daughter, although she does have my darker hair...
“We’re ready.” Xadalyn tells us.
I nod, glancing again at Liz before I turn to face the two children. This is no going to be easy. It will certain test my diplomatic skills when I'm talking to a girl who obviously thought very highly of Tess. I know she loved her mother. It's clear that Tess changed when Xadalyn was small, choosing to protect her instead of supporting Khivar, and I'm glad about that. But I have to explain what happened before and it won't be something either of them will really want to hear...
I notice that Kyria is still here. I concider asking her to leave, but somehow I know it's important for her to stay. Just as I would want Liz or Michael or Isabel nearby in a similiar situation. Just the same, I say. "You want Kyria to stay?" I make it more of a statement than a question as I think I already know the answer.
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Alexander
"Not at all," my father said.
I smiled and took Xadalyn's extended hand, seating myself beside her. It still struck me as weird, how we were both so at ease with each other. I didn't know her, but I did. It was crazy, but that was just the way it was.
"We're ready."
I took a deep breath. All the secrets about my parents' past were about to be revealed. In a few minutes, what would I be thinking? What was my reaction going to be? What were they going to tell us about themselves and about our mother?
Before beginning, my father turned and glanced at Kyria, and then back at Xadalyn, asking her, "You want Kyria to stay?"
I looked at my sister's protector, the girl who I knew was so much more than what we could see on the surface. I didn't know about Xadalyn, but I wanted her to stay.
. . . I kicked myself mentally. Was it any of her business, really?
"Not at all," my father said.
I smiled and took Xadalyn's extended hand, seating myself beside her. It still struck me as weird, how we were both so at ease with each other. I didn't know her, but I did. It was crazy, but that was just the way it was.
"We're ready."
I took a deep breath. All the secrets about my parents' past were about to be revealed. In a few minutes, what would I be thinking? What was my reaction going to be? What were they going to tell us about themselves and about our mother?
Before beginning, my father turned and glanced at Kyria, and then back at Xadalyn, asking her, "You want Kyria to stay?"
I looked at my sister's protector, the girl who I knew was so much more than what we could see on the surface. I didn't know about Xadalyn, but I wanted her to stay.
. . . I kicked myself mentally. Was it any of her business, really?
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~*Xadalyn*~
"You want Kyria to stay?" my father asks me
“We’ve been best friends since we were children, she probably knows more about me than I know about myself. I trust her with my life and my secrets. Besides…she’s much too hard headed to take orders from anyone…especially me.” I say with a smile, remembering how much of a handful we were as children for the palace guards. And also how it was Kyria who taught me the art of sneaking out of the castle without getting caught and more importantly taught me how to sneak back in.
“I’ve heard you and your Dannion, Raith had a similar friendship.” I tell him.
"You want Kyria to stay?" my father asks me
“We’ve been best friends since we were children, she probably knows more about me than I know about myself. I trust her with my life and my secrets. Besides…she’s much too hard headed to take orders from anyone…especially me.” I say with a smile, remembering how much of a handful we were as children for the palace guards. And also how it was Kyria who taught me the art of sneaking out of the castle without getting caught and more importantly taught me how to sneak back in.
“I’ve heard you and your Dannion, Raith had a similar friendship.” I tell him.
OOC -- I borrowed Xadalyn here a little. I hope that's okay, but I'll be happy to edit it for you if you like.
*Max*
"Raith, yes," I say as a wry smile starts across my face. My dannion. My second. My best friend...
I knew very well that she was talking about Michael, not that thuggish dupe from New York. Michael Guerin was frustrating and outspoken and often a pain in the neck -- definately hard-headed, as Xadalyn has described Kyria. But he was also loyal and steadfast and true. There wasn't a person on Earth or Antar who was a better friend to me than Michael -- except Liz, of course.
"We still do. He's my best friend. I've already told Liz a few times that I wish he were here with me now..." I say. Fact is, he's going to be majorly annoyed to know I was here without him.
"He wasn't there when Kyria came for you," Xadalyn says and I can hear the hint of disapproval in her voice. Based on what I've seen and heard between her and Kyria, I'm guessing she was expecting Michael to be at my side protecting me at every moment... although it's clear that Kyria doesn't keep a watch on Xadalyn every minute of the day.
I shake my head, agreeing with her. "No. Things are different on Earth. He has his own life. We're still best friends and he would have come to help in a moment if I had had time to contact him. But he has a family of his own and a job. He's an artist and he's called Michael," I explain. If Kyria is like Michael then I know there's no question about asking her to leave and frankly, there isn't any cause to keep her out.
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*Max*
"Raith, yes," I say as a wry smile starts across my face. My dannion. My second. My best friend...
I knew very well that she was talking about Michael, not that thuggish dupe from New York. Michael Guerin was frustrating and outspoken and often a pain in the neck -- definately hard-headed, as Xadalyn has described Kyria. But he was also loyal and steadfast and true. There wasn't a person on Earth or Antar who was a better friend to me than Michael -- except Liz, of course.
"We still do. He's my best friend. I've already told Liz a few times that I wish he were here with me now..." I say. Fact is, he's going to be majorly annoyed to know I was here without him.
"He wasn't there when Kyria came for you," Xadalyn says and I can hear the hint of disapproval in her voice. Based on what I've seen and heard between her and Kyria, I'm guessing she was expecting Michael to be at my side protecting me at every moment... although it's clear that Kyria doesn't keep a watch on Xadalyn every minute of the day.
I shake my head, agreeing with her. "No. Things are different on Earth. He has his own life. We're still best friends and he would have come to help in a moment if I had had time to contact him. But he has a family of his own and a job. He's an artist and he's called Michael," I explain. If Kyria is like Michael then I know there's no question about asking her to leave and frankly, there isn't any cause to keep her out.
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OOC – I was kinda hoping for a Kyria post here to see her reaction to the idea of another Dannion actually having his own life, such as Alex was suggesting – even if she didn’t SAY anything. *shrug.* Going onward, then…
*Max*
“So, Kyria stays, then,” I acknowledge. I was pretty much expecting that so it’s not an issue of any sort. “But on with the story.” I look at both Xadalyn and Alexander, hoping that they’ll be able to understand. They are each coming at this from different lives, but it affects them both so very deeply. Xan should have been told this earlier, but perhaps it’s good for them both to hear it at the same time.
Although I’ve barely started, I consider re-capping for Xan and Kyria. Xan probably doesn’t need it after our brief discussions yesterday and perhaps Xadalyn is informing her Dannion telepathically even now…
“Anyway, the reasons your mother and I didn’t get along wasn’t completely because I loved Liz. There was a lot more to it.” I pause very briefly, wondering how I’m going to tell them that their mother was a murderer and that she’d plotted to kill me and Michael and Isabel, too. I just have to take it one step at a time.
“We knew that Tess and I had been married before. As much as she hated it, Liz knew it, too. She broke up with me rather dramatically,” I say remembering the sight of Kyle in her bed and still feeling the memory of my heartbreak that day. “And although I never stopped loving Liz, we did get together, once. We were only 17 -- the same age as you are. Then Tess told me she was pregnant. We only knew about one of you. I only ‘saw’ Xan. But I was going to come back here with her. We all were. I was going to give up Liz and Earth and everything I knew there, to come to a world at war, enemies and assassasins, and a crown that I knew I wasn’t ready for. One child or two, boy or girl, it would have been the same. My baby was the more important than anything-else in my life.”
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*Max*
“So, Kyria stays, then,” I acknowledge. I was pretty much expecting that so it’s not an issue of any sort. “But on with the story.” I look at both Xadalyn and Alexander, hoping that they’ll be able to understand. They are each coming at this from different lives, but it affects them both so very deeply. Xan should have been told this earlier, but perhaps it’s good for them both to hear it at the same time.
Although I’ve barely started, I consider re-capping for Xan and Kyria. Xan probably doesn’t need it after our brief discussions yesterday and perhaps Xadalyn is informing her Dannion telepathically even now…
“Anyway, the reasons your mother and I didn’t get along wasn’t completely because I loved Liz. There was a lot more to it.” I pause very briefly, wondering how I’m going to tell them that their mother was a murderer and that she’d plotted to kill me and Michael and Isabel, too. I just have to take it one step at a time.
“We knew that Tess and I had been married before. As much as she hated it, Liz knew it, too. She broke up with me rather dramatically,” I say remembering the sight of Kyle in her bed and still feeling the memory of my heartbreak that day. “And although I never stopped loving Liz, we did get together, once. We were only 17 -- the same age as you are. Then Tess told me she was pregnant. We only knew about one of you. I only ‘saw’ Xan. But I was going to come back here with her. We all were. I was going to give up Liz and Earth and everything I knew there, to come to a world at war, enemies and assassasins, and a crown that I knew I wasn’t ready for. One child or two, boy or girl, it would have been the same. My baby was the more important than anything-else in my life.”
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Kyria
I stood in the background, keeping my distance. I was use to blending in in the background. I heard my name mentioned, but I stayed silent. This was not my conversation, this whole meeting was a family ordeal. Anything I had to say I would say or discuss later.
I watched the family. I knew Xada was enjoying this, taking it all in. Enjoying getting to know these people that were her family. I sighed. The guards that worked for me, our system of doing things, that was the only family I ever knew... and it was a different kind of family than a real, loving family.
Over the years of training I had learned so much. I couldn't help but wonder what other uses there were out there for my so called knowledge than protecting Xadalyn. I smothered a laugh as I thought about when I first tried to show Xada some training to learn to defend herself.... she had came a long way.
I stood in the background, keeping my distance. I was use to blending in in the background. I heard my name mentioned, but I stayed silent. This was not my conversation, this whole meeting was a family ordeal. Anything I had to say I would say or discuss later.
I watched the family. I knew Xada was enjoying this, taking it all in. Enjoying getting to know these people that were her family. I sighed. The guards that worked for me, our system of doing things, that was the only family I ever knew... and it was a different kind of family than a real, loving family.
Over the years of training I had learned so much. I couldn't help but wonder what other uses there were out there for my so called knowledge than protecting Xadalyn. I smothered a laugh as I thought about when I first tried to show Xada some training to learn to defend herself.... she had came a long way.
OOC: Athenea- that's awesome!! Yayyy!! *does a happy dance*
Alexander
“And although I never stopped loving Liz, we did get together, once. We were only 17 -- the same age as you are. Then Tess told me she was pregnant. We only knew about one of you. I only ‘saw’ Xan.," my father said.
But why? Why did he only see me?
". . . but I was going to come back here with her. We all were. I was going to give up Liz and Earth and everything I knew there, to come to a world at war, enemies and assassins, and a crown that I knew I wasn’t ready for. One child or two, boy or girl, it would have been the same. My baby was the more important than anything-else in my life.”
That, I knew was true. My father had always been there for Sarah and I, loved us more than anything in the world, given us all our hearts' desires. But what would he have done, had he known then that Xadalyn was here?
I took a deep breath, still holding my sister's hand. "Why didn't you? Why didn't you come here with our- our mother?"
I glanced at Mom, knowing that my calling someone else my mother might sting. But she knew that I loved her all the same, didn't she?
Alexander
“And although I never stopped loving Liz, we did get together, once. We were only 17 -- the same age as you are. Then Tess told me she was pregnant. We only knew about one of you. I only ‘saw’ Xan.," my father said.
But why? Why did he only see me?
". . . but I was going to come back here with her. We all were. I was going to give up Liz and Earth and everything I knew there, to come to a world at war, enemies and assassins, and a crown that I knew I wasn’t ready for. One child or two, boy or girl, it would have been the same. My baby was the more important than anything-else in my life.”
That, I knew was true. My father had always been there for Sarah and I, loved us more than anything in the world, given us all our hearts' desires. But what would he have done, had he known then that Xadalyn was here?
I took a deep breath, still holding my sister's hand. "Why didn't you? Why didn't you come here with our- our mother?"
I glanced at Mom, knowing that my calling someone else my mother might sting. But she knew that I loved her all the same, didn't she?
*Max*
Why? That’s most certainly the hard question. I glance over at Xadalyn’s face. She’s said nothing since I started this conversation and I don’t have the faintest idea what’s going on in her head. What does she know about this already? What has her mother told her? And how much of that might have been lies? I don’t have a clue. She says that Tess told her nothing. She’d been told I was dead so maybe it was never discussed. Still, it’s possible that she’s inherited her mother’s ability to lie. She may know a lot more about this than she’s telling. I’d love to know if Tess had any better explanation for what she’d done, or what manner lies she’d told to make it seem like it wasn’t her fault. I don’t know why she felt she had to go through with her murderous plan even after Nacedo died…
I feel Liz tense slightly as Xan uses the words ‘our mother’ to describe Tess. I know he loves Liz as his mother, but he’s not wrong to use the word for Tess, too. She was his birth mother and even raised him for almost a year with his sister.
I give Liz’s hand a squeeze. *You know he loves you. You are his real mother,* I tell her silently. Mom and Dad are my real parents, too, although we’re not related at all. They’re the ones who cared for me and raised me. I feel her agreement, like an invisible nod, through our telepathic bond.
*Here comes the hard part,* I comment, silently. She squeezes my hand back in a gesture of support. The corners of my lips rise slightly. I’m glad to have her here.
“It was a lie, Xan,” I tell him. “Liz discovered the truth and Tess confirmed it when I confronted her.” I pinch my lips together for a moment, unwilling to say what was coming next, although I knew it had to be said. Taking another breath, I go on. “She’d killed a friend of ours while getting the information we needed to get home to Antar, and she would have killed me, too. She told me that there was a deal made with Khivar to deliver the Granolith to him, along with my unborn child, and the royal four. My sister and Michael and I would be killed, and she would raise my child to be Khivar’s puppet.”
I shake my head, looking at my two oldest children. “I had to let her go with you because she’d mind-warped me into believing that you couldn’t survive on Earth. It was the hardest thing I’d ever done and I’d tried for a year to find a way to follow you here, to save you, but in the end, Tess came back and brought Xan to me. She said Khivar was going to kill him but she never mentioned you, Xadalyn.” I look in Xada’s eyes and tell her sincerely, “I’m just glad that in the end, she decided to protect you and work against Khivar instead.”
Why? That’s most certainly the hard question. I glance over at Xadalyn’s face. She’s said nothing since I started this conversation and I don’t have the faintest idea what’s going on in her head. What does she know about this already? What has her mother told her? And how much of that might have been lies? I don’t have a clue. She says that Tess told her nothing. She’d been told I was dead so maybe it was never discussed. Still, it’s possible that she’s inherited her mother’s ability to lie. She may know a lot more about this than she’s telling. I’d love to know if Tess had any better explanation for what she’d done, or what manner lies she’d told to make it seem like it wasn’t her fault. I don’t know why she felt she had to go through with her murderous plan even after Nacedo died…
I feel Liz tense slightly as Xan uses the words ‘our mother’ to describe Tess. I know he loves Liz as his mother, but he’s not wrong to use the word for Tess, too. She was his birth mother and even raised him for almost a year with his sister.
I give Liz’s hand a squeeze. *You know he loves you. You are his real mother,* I tell her silently. Mom and Dad are my real parents, too, although we’re not related at all. They’re the ones who cared for me and raised me. I feel her agreement, like an invisible nod, through our telepathic bond.
*Here comes the hard part,* I comment, silently. She squeezes my hand back in a gesture of support. The corners of my lips rise slightly. I’m glad to have her here.
“It was a lie, Xan,” I tell him. “Liz discovered the truth and Tess confirmed it when I confronted her.” I pinch my lips together for a moment, unwilling to say what was coming next, although I knew it had to be said. Taking another breath, I go on. “She’d killed a friend of ours while getting the information we needed to get home to Antar, and she would have killed me, too. She told me that there was a deal made with Khivar to deliver the Granolith to him, along with my unborn child, and the royal four. My sister and Michael and I would be killed, and she would raise my child to be Khivar’s puppet.”
I shake my head, looking at my two oldest children. “I had to let her go with you because she’d mind-warped me into believing that you couldn’t survive on Earth. It was the hardest thing I’d ever done and I’d tried for a year to find a way to follow you here, to save you, but in the end, Tess came back and brought Xan to me. She said Khivar was going to kill him but she never mentioned you, Xadalyn.” I look in Xada’s eyes and tell her sincerely, “I’m just glad that in the end, she decided to protect you and work against Khivar instead.”
Kyria
I sighed. I was getting bored standing back here watching and listening. Listening to things I already knew... blah, blah, blah. Okay, sure... it was great for Xada and the rest of them. And it was awesome that they all had each other too.
I stepped out in the hall and nodded to a guard to take my place in with the family. I went and checked own some things around the palace. Then I headed toward my room where I showered and put own some fresh clothes.
I was soon back own my way to find the family when I walked past Justin and Xan's room and I couldn't help but stop. Damn it, everything Xan had said to me was getting to me. Damn him and those gorgeous blue eyes. Instead of going to where the family was in the library I made my way to a corner of the library close to them, but out of sight. I randomly grabbed a book and made myself comfortable as I they continued to talk.
I sighed. I was getting bored standing back here watching and listening. Listening to things I already knew... blah, blah, blah. Okay, sure... it was great for Xada and the rest of them. And it was awesome that they all had each other too.
I stepped out in the hall and nodded to a guard to take my place in with the family. I went and checked own some things around the palace. Then I headed toward my room where I showered and put own some fresh clothes.
I was soon back own my way to find the family when I walked past Justin and Xan's room and I couldn't help but stop. Damn it, everything Xan had said to me was getting to me. Damn him and those gorgeous blue eyes. Instead of going to where the family was in the library I made my way to a corner of the library close to them, but out of sight. I randomly grabbed a book and made myself comfortable as I they continued to talk.