*Max*
Xadalyn tries to turn me away, saying she doesn't need a father, that she's her mother's daughter. The second is part of what I'm worried about. As to the first, that's part of it, too. She thinks she doesn't need a father. She's used to guardians who guide with velvet gloves because she's the Queen, or so they think. But she's still a child.
As far as I can guess there are two most likely senarios here. First, Dom is rushing her off to some lover's trist. It's true I may not have any history with her so maybe I don't have a right, but I definately don't approve of that.
The second would be that it's some sort of government issue that needs the attention of the Queen. Again, she's more experienced with that; I'm still catching up. I should be glad to let her and the council handle it. I was pretty much okay with them deciding what to reveal about Khivar's death. I was okay with being invisible and unknown. But the more I'm here, the more I need to understand what's going on with this world. Before yesterday, I hadn't worried about Antar in a long time. I worried about the FBI, about people finding out, but not about this place. It was a problem I couldn't do anything about. Now, that's not quite true any more.
Maybe it's just that something in me that Liz, Michael and Isabel have always complained about -- the way I like to be in control -- but truthfully, these are the things I was supposed to be in control of. This world. My family. But I don't think I'm looking for control, just information. Whatever has affected Xadalyn this strongly, it's something I need to know about.
“And there’s nothing that can change that ever. I loved my Mother and nothing can change that either. You loved her in another life and cared for her in this one until what…she killed a human? Have you ever thought that if you would have followed your destiny in the first place and accepted her when you first found out, that maybe none of that would have happened?” Xadalyn says.
Tess didn't kill Alex because I was in love with Liz. She said the plan to betray us all was started well before Liz was even born. Still, I wouldn't ask her to not love her mother, the only parent she's known. Before I can tell her that I'm glad she loved her mother, even if I don't think I ever 'cared for her' in the way that Xadalyn is implying, my mother is stirring up trouble again, insisting that she mind me in a tone that's guarenteed to bring resistance. And of course it does.
The door opens and suddenly, Xan and Liz are here. "What's wrong? What's going on here?" Alexander asks, instantly taking in the scene.
*Max...are you okay...?* Liz asks telepathically, coming to stand beside me.
*Fine. Just trying to sort this out,* I answer Liz silently. Physically I'm perfectly fine. I just need to figure out what's going on. I take a half step towards the door, blocking Xadalyn's exit. She could try to push past, but I don't think she will. I could try to block her with a shield but that's not what I want to do.
"Liz, Xan. This is my mother, Adayla. Mother, my wife Liz, and our son, Alexander," I say quickly, getting that out of the way before turning my attention back to Xadalyn.
"Just tell me what this is about, Xadalyn," I try again. "Why is Dameon dragging you out of here at this time of night?"
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~Adayla~
I watch the scene play out before me and send a silent prayer to the gods that everything will turn out okay. A young woman with dark hair and big brown eyes comes in accompanied by a teenage boy and I can only guess this is my son’s wife and my suspicious are confirmed when he introduces us.
“Liz” I repeat and give her a warm smile. Any woman that could capture my son’s heart must be very special indeed. I give her a hug and she seems a little surprised by that. It’s no wonder, most people on this planet don’t believe in ‘feelings’. They think if they will make you weak and vulnerable. I however think this is a ridiculous notion. I was born on one of Antar’s many moons called Sanna and was raised to be a priestess, of course my destiny changed when I feel in love myself. I always taught my children it was okay to show emotion, I even encouraged it.
“I’m glad my son finally found his soul mate.” I whisper in her ear before letting go. Then I get a better look at Max’s son. He looks a lot like Max but there was something about the eyes that I just couldn’t place…
"Just tell me what this is about, Xadalyn, Why is Dameon dragging you out of here at this time of night?" Max asks again and for once I see the similarities between him and Xadalyn. They are both stubborn and hard headed but they are both born to be leaders, just like my husband. But the fact of the matter is…two people who are both used to people obeying them…never get along. Of course Xan might be different in this lifetime, but since them both seem to staring each other down, waiting for the other to give up first, it doesn’t seem like it.
“Move, or I shall move you.” Xada says never breaking eye contact and I can’t help but feel that this might end up well. I also notice how much the temperature has dropped. I can see my own breath its so cold and I’ve seen this before, but Xada had been three at the time and it did not end well at all. In fact if Tess hadn’t interfered I right not be standing here today.
I gently take Sarah and Liz’s hand (since they were closest) and pull them slowly behind me, both them giving me a questionable look. If something I might be able to protect them with my shield, if it holds and assuming they don’t have any way to protect them selves from the coming storm. Max must notice the movement because he glances our way before turning his attention back to Xada whose words seemed threatening but she seemed perfectly calm...too calm.
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I watch the scene play out before me and send a silent prayer to the gods that everything will turn out okay. A young woman with dark hair and big brown eyes comes in accompanied by a teenage boy and I can only guess this is my son’s wife and my suspicious are confirmed when he introduces us.
“Liz” I repeat and give her a warm smile. Any woman that could capture my son’s heart must be very special indeed. I give her a hug and she seems a little surprised by that. It’s no wonder, most people on this planet don’t believe in ‘feelings’. They think if they will make you weak and vulnerable. I however think this is a ridiculous notion. I was born on one of Antar’s many moons called Sanna and was raised to be a priestess, of course my destiny changed when I feel in love myself. I always taught my children it was okay to show emotion, I even encouraged it.
“I’m glad my son finally found his soul mate.” I whisper in her ear before letting go. Then I get a better look at Max’s son. He looks a lot like Max but there was something about the eyes that I just couldn’t place…
"Just tell me what this is about, Xadalyn, Why is Dameon dragging you out of here at this time of night?" Max asks again and for once I see the similarities between him and Xadalyn. They are both stubborn and hard headed but they are both born to be leaders, just like my husband. But the fact of the matter is…two people who are both used to people obeying them…never get along. Of course Xan might be different in this lifetime, but since them both seem to staring each other down, waiting for the other to give up first, it doesn’t seem like it.
“Move, or I shall move you.” Xada says never breaking eye contact and I can’t help but feel that this might end up well. I also notice how much the temperature has dropped. I can see my own breath its so cold and I’ve seen this before, but Xada had been three at the time and it did not end well at all. In fact if Tess hadn’t interfered I right not be standing here today.
I gently take Sarah and Liz’s hand (since they were closest) and pull them slowly behind me, both them giving me a questionable look. If something I might be able to protect them with my shield, if it holds and assuming they don’t have any way to protect them selves from the coming storm. Max must notice the movement because he glances our way before turning his attention back to Xada whose words seemed threatening but she seemed perfectly calm...too calm.
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Alexander
I watched a little awkwardly as Adayla embraced my mother. She was definitely not the person I had expected her to be- or, well, look like. She was quite attractive and youthful, with bright green eyes and blondish hair.
No, not at all like Diane Evans.
"Just tell me what this is about, Xadalyn, Why is Dameon dragging you out of here at this time of night?" my father asked Xadalyn.
“Move, or I shall move you,” my twin replied coolly.
That sort of shocked me- but at the same time, I felt that she was dead serious. And her powers, if I was not wrong, were well-trained and certainly not raw- she seemed capable of just about anything. Both were refusing to back down. I looked around and spotted the guy who'd been dancing with Sarah earlier that evening. Was he Daimeon? And who was he to Xadalyn?
I noticed Adayla quickly pulling Sarah and my mother behind her. She probably knew what Xadalyn could do, too.
At that point, I wasn't quite sure what to do since both Dad and Xada seemed to be having a staring competition. I feared that it would soon become more than that. Heck, I didn't even know what was going on in the first place- what was this dispute about?
I forced myself to reach out to Xadalyn. Man, I really needed to get used to this. Please don't do something you'll regret, I said to her telepathically, not exactly sure if I got through. To be certain, I made eye contact with her and pleaded silently.
This was her birthday as well as mine. An ugly scene was the last thing anyone wanted.
But it did bother me slightly how she'd spent her previous birthdays- if they had been anything like this, my heart truly went out to her. I wished I could make things right, because somehow, her world- her life seemed so wrong.
I watched a little awkwardly as Adayla embraced my mother. She was definitely not the person I had expected her to be- or, well, look like. She was quite attractive and youthful, with bright green eyes and blondish hair.
No, not at all like Diane Evans.
"Just tell me what this is about, Xadalyn, Why is Dameon dragging you out of here at this time of night?" my father asked Xadalyn.
“Move, or I shall move you,” my twin replied coolly.
That sort of shocked me- but at the same time, I felt that she was dead serious. And her powers, if I was not wrong, were well-trained and certainly not raw- she seemed capable of just about anything. Both were refusing to back down. I looked around and spotted the guy who'd been dancing with Sarah earlier that evening. Was he Daimeon? And who was he to Xadalyn?
I noticed Adayla quickly pulling Sarah and my mother behind her. She probably knew what Xadalyn could do, too.
At that point, I wasn't quite sure what to do since both Dad and Xada seemed to be having a staring competition. I feared that it would soon become more than that. Heck, I didn't even know what was going on in the first place- what was this dispute about?
I forced myself to reach out to Xadalyn. Man, I really needed to get used to this. Please don't do something you'll regret, I said to her telepathically, not exactly sure if I got through. To be certain, I made eye contact with her and pleaded silently.
This was her birthday as well as mine. An ugly scene was the last thing anyone wanted.
But it did bother me slightly how she'd spent her previous birthdays- if they had been anything like this, my heart truly went out to her. I wished I could make things right, because somehow, her world- her life seemed so wrong.
*Max*
Mother hugs Liz, which surprises me and pleases me. Aparently, she has no trouble with me loving and marrying a woman from Earth. I don't hear what she says to Liz, but I don't feel any negative emotions from my wife. She could be containing it, but I think I would feel it if Adayla was telling her something that belied her actions. I'm glad there's at least one problem I won't have to deal with.
I just wish I could spend some more time and attention on that. I want to know my mother here. I know I have memories of her somewhere. I can't quite put my mental finger on them right now, but the feelings that come with meeting her again are calm and vaguely happy. I hope that's a reflection of the relationship we'd had once and might have again, and not just my hope and expectations for meeting the woman in the hologram.
“Move, or I shall move you,” Xada says coolly. It's clear that she's made her choice. I asked her to tell me or I'd go with her, so that's what I'll do.
"Certainly. I'll be glad to go with you and see a little more of your life here," I say politely and pleasantly as if that's, in fact, something that she offered. I step back with a gentle smile, clearing the way to the door. I'm honestly not planning on interferring (unless it is some tryst with Daimeon), I just want to know what's caused this sudden outing because I can tell that she's troubled.
Turning towards Liz and my mother, I nod my head, formally excusing myself. "Please excuse me. I'll look forward to meeting you properly tomorrow after we've all had a chance to rest." Then, continuing to smile at Xadalyn, I gesture at the door. "Please lead the way."
Silently, I continue to talk to Liz. *I'm not sure what's going on. Daimeon came in all flustered and suddenly they're leaving together and Xada won't say why.*
Mother hugs Liz, which surprises me and pleases me. Aparently, she has no trouble with me loving and marrying a woman from Earth. I don't hear what she says to Liz, but I don't feel any negative emotions from my wife. She could be containing it, but I think I would feel it if Adayla was telling her something that belied her actions. I'm glad there's at least one problem I won't have to deal with.
I just wish I could spend some more time and attention on that. I want to know my mother here. I know I have memories of her somewhere. I can't quite put my mental finger on them right now, but the feelings that come with meeting her again are calm and vaguely happy. I hope that's a reflection of the relationship we'd had once and might have again, and not just my hope and expectations for meeting the woman in the hologram.
“Move, or I shall move you,” Xada says coolly. It's clear that she's made her choice. I asked her to tell me or I'd go with her, so that's what I'll do.
"Certainly. I'll be glad to go with you and see a little more of your life here," I say politely and pleasantly as if that's, in fact, something that she offered. I step back with a gentle smile, clearing the way to the door. I'm honestly not planning on interferring (unless it is some tryst with Daimeon), I just want to know what's caused this sudden outing because I can tell that she's troubled.
Turning towards Liz and my mother, I nod my head, formally excusing myself. "Please excuse me. I'll look forward to meeting you properly tomorrow after we've all had a chance to rest." Then, continuing to smile at Xadalyn, I gesture at the door. "Please lead the way."
Silently, I continue to talk to Liz. *I'm not sure what's going on. Daimeon came in all flustered and suddenly they're leaving together and Xada won't say why.*
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~Liz~
As Max introduces Alex and I to his mother quickly, I nod slightly. "Pleased to meet you Your Highness..." I respond softly, unsure really what to expect from this meeting and trying to give her as little cause for objection as possible. As much as I know this meeting is important though, my attention is focused on something else. Despite the fact that Max says he's fine, I can see that there is something going on, and it tends to be that if something bothers him, I like to at least have some understanding of the issue assuming it doesn't involve his work.
Maybe that makes me sound nosy, but in the past Max and I have found we are stronger when we work together than when we are alone.
"Liz..." Adayla repeats my name after Max's introduction and I am surprised to find that I could swear there was a hint of a smile. She quickly pulls me into her arms, hugging me and further extending my surprise as she whispers in my ear something more which seems to suggest she is indeed pleased to meet me, and more than that, that Max and I have her blessing...
Not that it would make any difference of course, I'm not about to leave Max now anymore than I would have done before Sarah was born. I did that more than once before, but when it came down to it, I always came back to him. He is my 'one', and I love him... As she lets go, pulling back, I smile. "Thank you..." I whisper softly, stepping back and watching as she looks over Alex.
I note that Max introduced him as 'our' son... I'm not sure whether that's from habit, a choice as a message for Alex, or something else, but I don't correct her, instead turning my attention now to Max and Xada who are stood a little way off having a somewhat heated conversation it seems. Neither of them look very happy, and I'm not too sure exactly why, but I'm gathering that it has something to do with Damien...
"Move or I shall move you!"
The statement comes over in a cold, hard voice. I see that sometimes Xada definitely takes after her mother then... *Max-* I start to ask him to be careful, but break off in surprise as I'm pulled behind Adayla with Sarah. I look at her questioningly, wondering whether to pull away, but something tells me that she means well and not to do that. I look over at Sarah, trying to gage her mood. *Sarah, honey, are you okay...?* I ask her silently, then turning to Xan, knowing that this won't be easy on him either, and watching him as I see him stood there, his gaze focused on Xada, a look of intense concentration on his face.
Before this gets out of hand, Max steps back though, apparently allowing her to leave, although indicating that he will be accompanying her.
*I'm not sure what's going on. Daimeon came in all flustered and suddenly they're leaving together and Xada won't say why.*
I nod, having gathered some of this but appreciating the little extra information. It does however leave me in something of a quandry... I don't want to seem like I'm pushing in or intruding, and I don't want to seem over-protective, but considering Xada's current mood, and the fact that Daimeon obviously doesn't like Max, I'm not sure I want my husband wandering around alone right now. Of course on the other hand, there's Adayla, Sarah and Alex also here. Alex and Sarah I should probably get to bed, and I would feel rude just walking out on Adayla. I don't really know what I should do right now...try and follow, stay and talk to Adayla, or try and get the kids to bed...?
I decide first to ask what Max wants me to do... I wouldn't want him to feel that I'm 'mothering' him... *Okay...do you want company, or should I just get the kids to bed and wait for you back in our room?* I ask him silently. I don't want to put Xada in a worse mood, but if Max wants me there, I'll be there...
~Liz~
As Max introduces Alex and I to his mother quickly, I nod slightly. "Pleased to meet you Your Highness..." I respond softly, unsure really what to expect from this meeting and trying to give her as little cause for objection as possible. As much as I know this meeting is important though, my attention is focused on something else. Despite the fact that Max says he's fine, I can see that there is something going on, and it tends to be that if something bothers him, I like to at least have some understanding of the issue assuming it doesn't involve his work.
Maybe that makes me sound nosy, but in the past Max and I have found we are stronger when we work together than when we are alone.
"Liz..." Adayla repeats my name after Max's introduction and I am surprised to find that I could swear there was a hint of a smile. She quickly pulls me into her arms, hugging me and further extending my surprise as she whispers in my ear something more which seems to suggest she is indeed pleased to meet me, and more than that, that Max and I have her blessing...
Not that it would make any difference of course, I'm not about to leave Max now anymore than I would have done before Sarah was born. I did that more than once before, but when it came down to it, I always came back to him. He is my 'one', and I love him... As she lets go, pulling back, I smile. "Thank you..." I whisper softly, stepping back and watching as she looks over Alex.
I note that Max introduced him as 'our' son... I'm not sure whether that's from habit, a choice as a message for Alex, or something else, but I don't correct her, instead turning my attention now to Max and Xada who are stood a little way off having a somewhat heated conversation it seems. Neither of them look very happy, and I'm not too sure exactly why, but I'm gathering that it has something to do with Damien...
"Move or I shall move you!"
The statement comes over in a cold, hard voice. I see that sometimes Xada definitely takes after her mother then... *Max-* I start to ask him to be careful, but break off in surprise as I'm pulled behind Adayla with Sarah. I look at her questioningly, wondering whether to pull away, but something tells me that she means well and not to do that. I look over at Sarah, trying to gage her mood. *Sarah, honey, are you okay...?* I ask her silently, then turning to Xan, knowing that this won't be easy on him either, and watching him as I see him stood there, his gaze focused on Xada, a look of intense concentration on his face.
Before this gets out of hand, Max steps back though, apparently allowing her to leave, although indicating that he will be accompanying her.
*I'm not sure what's going on. Daimeon came in all flustered and suddenly they're leaving together and Xada won't say why.*
I nod, having gathered some of this but appreciating the little extra information. It does however leave me in something of a quandry... I don't want to seem like I'm pushing in or intruding, and I don't want to seem over-protective, but considering Xada's current mood, and the fact that Daimeon obviously doesn't like Max, I'm not sure I want my husband wandering around alone right now. Of course on the other hand, there's Adayla, Sarah and Alex also here. Alex and Sarah I should probably get to bed, and I would feel rude just walking out on Adayla. I don't really know what I should do right now...try and follow, stay and talk to Adayla, or try and get the kids to bed...?
I decide first to ask what Max wants me to do... I wouldn't want him to feel that I'm 'mothering' him... *Okay...do you want company, or should I just get the kids to bed and wait for you back in our room?* I ask him silently. I don't want to put Xada in a worse mood, but if Max wants me there, I'll be there...
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*Max*
*Okay...do you want company, or should I just get the kids to bed and wait for you back in our room?* Liz asks me.
Xadalyn still hasn't responded to my actions and Liz's question leaves me torn. I want her with me always, especially for something like this. She makes me stronger and I swear I can think more clearly when she's nearby. On the other hand, there are the children to concider. Not just Xan and Sarah, but Justin, too. I presume he's alone in his room now.
Judging from Xadalyn's it might be useful to have Xan along. He seems to have already made a strong connection with her. If it's something 'business-related', that is, something to do with the government, then he woudn't need to be involve -- although he is as old as she and one could argue it's as much his business as it is mine or Xadalyn's...
Funny, how Adayla didn't respond to his name... I rather thought she might have said something. Of course, things have been a bit -- fast-paced.
Sarah, however, definately doesn't need to be part of this. She's only 15 years old. And Justin is alone...
*I'd love to have you along,* I tell Liz, hoping she can feel the love and sincerity in my mental 'voice.' *But you're right, we need to sort the children, first. I'll keep you informed. If this isn't sorted by then, maybe you can join us.*
*Okay...do you want company, or should I just get the kids to bed and wait for you back in our room?* Liz asks me.
Xadalyn still hasn't responded to my actions and Liz's question leaves me torn. I want her with me always, especially for something like this. She makes me stronger and I swear I can think more clearly when she's nearby. On the other hand, there are the children to concider. Not just Xan and Sarah, but Justin, too. I presume he's alone in his room now.
Judging from Xadalyn's it might be useful to have Xan along. He seems to have already made a strong connection with her. If it's something 'business-related', that is, something to do with the government, then he woudn't need to be involve -- although he is as old as she and one could argue it's as much his business as it is mine or Xadalyn's...
Funny, how Adayla didn't respond to his name... I rather thought she might have said something. Of course, things have been a bit -- fast-paced.
Sarah, however, definately doesn't need to be part of this. She's only 15 years old. And Justin is alone...
*I'd love to have you along,* I tell Liz, hoping she can feel the love and sincerity in my mental 'voice.' *But you're right, we need to sort the children, first. I'll keep you informed. If this isn't sorted by then, maybe you can join us.*
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Xadalyn
“Move, or I shall move you,” I say quite serious.
”Please don't do something you'll regret,” I hear my brother’s voice inside my head and I turn to look at him and my anger quickly fades when I see the pleading look on his face.
"Certainly. I'll be glad to go with you and see a little more of your life here," Max says. I know we don’t have time for this so I just relent.
“Very well.” I say before just pushing past him and walking into the hallway. Before I leave though I give Xan a small smile of reassurance.
We walk down the hall towards the Chamber Room but before I open the door Daimeon grabs my arm and spins me around. “This is a dangerous game you play.” He says loud enough for Max to hear and I feel like molding his mouth shut.
“I do best at dangerous games, besides I will hide him, they won’t even know he’s there.” I say referring to Max. Daimeon rolls his eyes and takes off in the opposite direction and I don’t miss the look he gives Max as he walks by.
I turn to Max and say, “I can hide you but if you talk or make noise the mind warp will be broken.” Then I hear men’s voices getting louder, almost yelling at each other, one of them I recognize as Larek’s and I realize I need to get in there. I take a deep breath and put on the coldest look I can muster before pushing the doors open.
I walk in looking over the twelve members of the Council. I keep my chin up and shoulders back to show that I might be young, and I might be a woman but I am still ruler of this planet and they better recognize it. I am pleased by the look of fear that I see in some of there faces, caught them by surprise.
“Gentlemen.” I say coolly as one of the member gets up to pull my chair out, that is at the head of the long table. I sit down and look each of the members in the eye. “A little late for a meeting isn’t?”
One of the oldest members, Barxon, begins smoothly. “My Queen, we were just discussing the future of your reign, the fact that you keep putting off the Coronation date worries us and it makes us wonder.”
I really despise this man, he is more cunning than most and has a way of twisting your words around to suit his needs. “Barxon, what is it that makes you wonder, I have simply been waiting till after my birthday, what is there to wonder about?”
“Well there have been rumors that maybe your Mother was misinformed of your Father’s demise. That maybe your seal isn’t yet activated and that is why you have been stalling.” He says and I know where this is going, we’ve been there before. They want Max dead. They don’t want a hybrid on the throne.
“And if that was the case,” he continues. “then perhaps we should send Kyria to Earth to…take care of the situation.”
At this point Larek explodes, “YOU CAN’T POSSIBLE BE SERIOUS! YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT KILLING THE KING OF ANTAR! THAT IS TREASON IN ITSELF!”
“Treason is having some half human hybrid, who doesn’t even remember who he is on the throne. Xadalyn has been trained to be Queen, she knows Antar’s politics and situations. If Max Evans is still alive he knows nothing, as far as I am concerned he is not King Xanakin he is a human living a human’s life. Larek you said yourself that he didn’t remember who he was.” Barxon says calmly.
Larek sat back down in his seat and didn’t say anything but was still shaking his head. “I won’t allow it.” He said quietly but everyone in the room still heard him.
“It’s not your decision to make.” One of the other Council members named Naten said. “You are only on Antar’s Council as the Queen’s guardian; technically she no longer needs one starting today so you have no say in any of Antar’s affairs anymore. And until the Queen is officially coroneted she really only has a vote, the same as the rest of us.”
I had not even thought that they would have the nerve to call on a vote, they have never done that before always taking my decisions as the final say. This was not good at all. I look at Larek who seems just as shocked as I feel, of course I am hiding those feelings so I simply say calmly, “You would take a Vote, my decisions in the past have never needed one. Why should this be any different?”
It was Braxon that had the courage to answer, “Decisions in the past have not had this much…sentimentality for you.”
Xadalyn
“Move, or I shall move you,” I say quite serious.
”Please don't do something you'll regret,” I hear my brother’s voice inside my head and I turn to look at him and my anger quickly fades when I see the pleading look on his face.
"Certainly. I'll be glad to go with you and see a little more of your life here," Max says. I know we don’t have time for this so I just relent.
“Very well.” I say before just pushing past him and walking into the hallway. Before I leave though I give Xan a small smile of reassurance.
We walk down the hall towards the Chamber Room but before I open the door Daimeon grabs my arm and spins me around. “This is a dangerous game you play.” He says loud enough for Max to hear and I feel like molding his mouth shut.
“I do best at dangerous games, besides I will hide him, they won’t even know he’s there.” I say referring to Max. Daimeon rolls his eyes and takes off in the opposite direction and I don’t miss the look he gives Max as he walks by.
I turn to Max and say, “I can hide you but if you talk or make noise the mind warp will be broken.” Then I hear men’s voices getting louder, almost yelling at each other, one of them I recognize as Larek’s and I realize I need to get in there. I take a deep breath and put on the coldest look I can muster before pushing the doors open.
I walk in looking over the twelve members of the Council. I keep my chin up and shoulders back to show that I might be young, and I might be a woman but I am still ruler of this planet and they better recognize it. I am pleased by the look of fear that I see in some of there faces, caught them by surprise.
“Gentlemen.” I say coolly as one of the member gets up to pull my chair out, that is at the head of the long table. I sit down and look each of the members in the eye. “A little late for a meeting isn’t?”
One of the oldest members, Barxon, begins smoothly. “My Queen, we were just discussing the future of your reign, the fact that you keep putting off the Coronation date worries us and it makes us wonder.”
I really despise this man, he is more cunning than most and has a way of twisting your words around to suit his needs. “Barxon, what is it that makes you wonder, I have simply been waiting till after my birthday, what is there to wonder about?”
“Well there have been rumors that maybe your Mother was misinformed of your Father’s demise. That maybe your seal isn’t yet activated and that is why you have been stalling.” He says and I know where this is going, we’ve been there before. They want Max dead. They don’t want a hybrid on the throne.
“And if that was the case,” he continues. “then perhaps we should send Kyria to Earth to…take care of the situation.”
At this point Larek explodes, “YOU CAN’T POSSIBLE BE SERIOUS! YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT KILLING THE KING OF ANTAR! THAT IS TREASON IN ITSELF!”
“Treason is having some half human hybrid, who doesn’t even remember who he is on the throne. Xadalyn has been trained to be Queen, she knows Antar’s politics and situations. If Max Evans is still alive he knows nothing, as far as I am concerned he is not King Xanakin he is a human living a human’s life. Larek you said yourself that he didn’t remember who he was.” Barxon says calmly.
Larek sat back down in his seat and didn’t say anything but was still shaking his head. “I won’t allow it.” He said quietly but everyone in the room still heard him.
“It’s not your decision to make.” One of the other Council members named Naten said. “You are only on Antar’s Council as the Queen’s guardian; technically she no longer needs one starting today so you have no say in any of Antar’s affairs anymore. And until the Queen is officially coroneted she really only has a vote, the same as the rest of us.”
I had not even thought that they would have the nerve to call on a vote, they have never done that before always taking my decisions as the final say. This was not good at all. I look at Larek who seems just as shocked as I feel, of course I am hiding those feelings so I simply say calmly, “You would take a Vote, my decisions in the past have never needed one. Why should this be any different?”
It was Braxon that had the courage to answer, “Decisions in the past have not had this much…sentimentality for you.”
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Alexander
"Certainly. I'll be glad to go with you and see a little more of your life here," my father said, twisting the situation. I was grateful to see that he was taking a softer approach- if one could call it that. He went on to request that Xadalyn lead the way. I was a bit wary of her reaction to this.
But she survived me by agreeing. Just before she forced her way past Dad, she threw me a slight smile- and from that I knew that I didn't have to worry. Not too much, anyway. I returned the smile and nodded before turning back to those left in the room. Some of the tension still lingered in the air.
"All right then," I said awkwardly. "Someone mind telling me what exactly just happened in here?"I
Alexander
"Certainly. I'll be glad to go with you and see a little more of your life here," my father said, twisting the situation. I was grateful to see that he was taking a softer approach- if one could call it that. He went on to request that Xadalyn lead the way. I was a bit wary of her reaction to this.
But she survived me by agreeing. Just before she forced her way past Dad, she threw me a slight smile- and from that I knew that I didn't have to worry. Not too much, anyway. I returned the smile and nodded before turning back to those left in the room. Some of the tension still lingered in the air.
"All right then," I said awkwardly. "Someone mind telling me what exactly just happened in here?"I
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~Liz~
I look back at my children, and Adayla in silence. The tension still lingers in the air... So much has happened over the last two days... Things have been completely turned around in my head so much that I not even sure I know where I stand anymore...
*I'd love to have you along...*
Just hearing Max's voice reassures me of one very important thing, and I smile as I feel the love which comes with his message.
*But you're right, we need to sort the children, first. I'll keep you informed. If this isn't sorted by then, maybe you could join us...*
I nod despite the fact that I know he can't see me. *Of course, I'll 'call' you when I've finished, but if you need me before then, just tell me...* I respond, sending him back my love, and support, letting him know that I'm there emotionally, even if not physically...
"Alright then, would someone mind telling me exactly what just happened in here?"
Xan's voice draws my attention, and as I look over him and his sister, I know this has to be difficult for the two of them. Unfortunately, much as I know I should know what to say - I am their mother, for once I find myself completely at a loss. I shake my head slightly. "I don't know Xan...I don't know..." I murmur, more to myself rather than to anyone really.
"Listen, how about we all get some sleep...I'm sure your father and sister will fill us in tomorrow..." I suggest gently, looking over to Adalyn for a moment. "It was very nice to meet you Your Highness...perhaps we can talk more another time...?" I suggest before looking back at my children. "Come on you two...it's been a busy day, and I'm sure we could all do with some sleep..." I'm not actually intending to sleep myself at the moment, but I won't tell them that...
As I'm waiting for them to respond, I feel something from Max. I feel myself freeze, a cold wave washing over the whole of my body and the smile I had kept on my face for the benefit of Xan and Sarah slips from my face as I feel my chest tighen and reach out to Max. *Max...what's wrong...? What's happened...?*
~Liz~
I look back at my children, and Adayla in silence. The tension still lingers in the air... So much has happened over the last two days... Things have been completely turned around in my head so much that I not even sure I know where I stand anymore...
*I'd love to have you along...*
Just hearing Max's voice reassures me of one very important thing, and I smile as I feel the love which comes with his message.
*But you're right, we need to sort the children, first. I'll keep you informed. If this isn't sorted by then, maybe you could join us...*
I nod despite the fact that I know he can't see me. *Of course, I'll 'call' you when I've finished, but if you need me before then, just tell me...* I respond, sending him back my love, and support, letting him know that I'm there emotionally, even if not physically...
"Alright then, would someone mind telling me exactly what just happened in here?"
Xan's voice draws my attention, and as I look over him and his sister, I know this has to be difficult for the two of them. Unfortunately, much as I know I should know what to say - I am their mother, for once I find myself completely at a loss. I shake my head slightly. "I don't know Xan...I don't know..." I murmur, more to myself rather than to anyone really.
"Listen, how about we all get some sleep...I'm sure your father and sister will fill us in tomorrow..." I suggest gently, looking over to Adalyn for a moment. "It was very nice to meet you Your Highness...perhaps we can talk more another time...?" I suggest before looking back at my children. "Come on you two...it's been a busy day, and I'm sure we could all do with some sleep..." I'm not actually intending to sleep myself at the moment, but I won't tell them that...
As I'm waiting for them to respond, I feel something from Max. I feel myself freeze, a cold wave washing over the whole of my body and the smile I had kept on my face for the benefit of Xan and Sarah slips from my face as I feel my chest tighen and reach out to Max. *Max...what's wrong...? What's happened...?*
My fics:
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Alexander
"I don't know Xan...I don't know..." she whispered. "Listen, how about we all get some sleep...I'm sure your father and sister will fill us in tomorrow..."
I wanted badly to protest because I wasn't satisfied, but Mom went on to address Adayla before turning back to me and Sarah. "Come on you two...it's been a busy day, and I'm sure we could all do with some sleep..."
Funny, the mention of sleep didn't quite appeal to me- I was pretty sure that it wouldn't be visiting me tonight, despite how tired I'd felt earlier. But I had to remember that Justin was alone in a foreign place- we had a responsibility to take care of him.
I wondered what his father was thinking of back home, how he was taking everything. Did he think his son was dead? Had he made the connection that Justin's disappearance and ours? Were Aunt Isabel and the others trying anything?
I was prepared to submit and go to bed when I saw my mother's face contort, like it had earlier. Dad again. This worried me- how many times had I seen this happen since we got here?
"Mom?"
"I don't know Xan...I don't know..." she whispered. "Listen, how about we all get some sleep...I'm sure your father and sister will fill us in tomorrow..."
I wanted badly to protest because I wasn't satisfied, but Mom went on to address Adayla before turning back to me and Sarah. "Come on you two...it's been a busy day, and I'm sure we could all do with some sleep..."
Funny, the mention of sleep didn't quite appeal to me- I was pretty sure that it wouldn't be visiting me tonight, despite how tired I'd felt earlier. But I had to remember that Justin was alone in a foreign place- we had a responsibility to take care of him.
I wondered what his father was thinking of back home, how he was taking everything. Did he think his son was dead? Had he made the connection that Justin's disappearance and ours? Were Aunt Isabel and the others trying anything?
I was prepared to submit and go to bed when I saw my mother's face contort, like it had earlier. Dad again. This worried me- how many times had I seen this happen since we got here?
"Mom?"