from and glances back to me, “Soon, be patient as Alody asked.”
With that, she walks away, back the way we came. I look around the room trying to get a feel for these people. This is way different than the Erebus caves back home. Many of the people in this room walk through but don’t stop. They glance in my direction but quickly look down as if there is such sadness. They are also dressed the same as the Jenna woman, in worn, drab clothing.
I sit in that spot for a long time. I’m not sure how long but it seems like hours. A watch would have been handy to have. When there are less and less people walking through, I get the feeling it’s night and they have all gone to bed. I’m tempted to go back and find Alody, but I promised her I would wait.
When I haven’t seen a soul for probably an hour, she strolls in from the same tunnel I walked down following Jenna. She has changed into shorts and a tank top that hug her little curves perfectly. They must have been under air for a while. This is the only thing I can think to explain all the clothes.
I stand and stretch my legs. Her still worried eyes meet mine. I notice they aren’t thng I all worried though, maybe a little hope in there.
“James, I’m glad you’re still here. I know you’ve waited all day. Can we sit for a minute and then I’ll find some food?”
I sit back down and gesture to the bench across from me. She slides in and grasps her hands together. She breathes deeply and looks around before telling me, “I’m kind of the one in charge at the moment.”
My heart stops at this. What did you get yourself into James? This girl couldn’t hurt a fly.
I have to stifle any humor in this because it’s really not funny at all. Maybe this is why they all seem to be hiding.
I shake my head, “Then if you are in charge, are you Erebus or Lior?”
She frowns and looks uneasy suddenly, “Did Roman send you?”
“No, most definitely not. I just met that guy today and he’s pretty scary.”
She looks relieved.
“We are Erebus. Roman is scary. That’s why we are back in these caves. He has threatened all of the Erebus.”
I look around and we are still alone. It strikes me as odd that the Erebus are so trusting of me. I sat here all day and no one asked me my business. For all they knew Roman did send me.
I frown at her and ask curiously, “Why did you bring me back here if you thought I might be a Lior?”
A small smile spreads across her lips and my heart stops. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. Her perfect white teeth and lips seem to brighten everything around us as if a spotlight just shone down on us. I must be having an ‘Ever’ attack, there is no other explanation.
“I saw your arm and I know I stabbed you with that spear. You aren’t Lior, no one has that healing power. Well, there is only one and she is a Lior, but I just know you aren’t. The only other mer-people with that ability are Erebus and there aren’t many.”
She knows a little but not everything obviously. She must not know that Metea has family.
“You are right, I’m not a Lior but I’m not so far removed from Metea.”
A scared look crosses her face. I reach across the table to reassure her. When I gently put my hand over hers, a spark shoots up my arm and into the rest of me. She pulls her hand away and looks at me uneasily. She pulls both arms from the table and cowers back. I’m not sure where it’s coming from but she is obviously feeling the same spark I feel when we touch.
“Who are you exactly?”
“My name is James, James Harding. I am Metea’s very great grandson. My grandmother was married to Jaspen as well so that makes him my immediate grandfather.”
She looks really scared at this point. If she were a mouse she would have scurried out of here already. She seems to battle something but finally sits up straighter, squares her shoulders and places her hands on the table.
“If you are related to Jaspen, you must have come from
With that, she walks away, back the way we came. I look around the room trying to get a feel for these people. This is way different than the Erebus caves back home. Many of the people in this room walk through but don’t stop. They glance in my direction but quickly look down as if there is such sadness. They are also dressed the same as the Jenna woman, in worn, drab clothing.
I sit in that spot for a long time. I’m not sure how long but it seems like hours. A watch would have been handy to have. When there are less and less people walking through, I get the feeling it’s night and they have all gone to bed. I’m tempted to go back and find Alody, but I promised her I would wait.
When I haven’t seen a soul for probably an hour, she strolls in from the same tunnel I walked down following Jenna. She has changed into shorts and a tank top that hug her little curves perfectly. They must have been under air for a while. This is the only thing I can think to explain all the clothes.
I stand and stretch my legs. Her still worried eyes meet mine. I notice they aren’t thng I all worried though, maybe a little hope in there.
“James, I’m glad you’re still here. I know you’ve waited all day. Can we sit for a minute and then I’ll find some food?”
I sit back down and gesture to the bench across from me. She slides in and grasps her hands together. She breathes deeply and looks around before telling me, “I’m kind of the one in charge at the moment.”
My heart stops at this. What did you get yourself into James? This girl couldn’t hurt a fly.
I have to stifle any humor in this because it’s really not funny at all. Maybe this is why they all seem to be hiding.
I shake my head, “Then if you are in charge, are you Erebus or Lior?”
She frowns and looks uneasy suddenly, “Did Roman send you?”
“No, most definitely not. I just met that guy today and he’s pretty scary.”
She looks relieved.
“We are Erebus. Roman is scary. That’s why we are back in these caves. He has threatened all of the Erebus.”
I look around and we are still alone. It strikes me as odd that the Erebus are so trusting of me. I sat here all day and no one asked me my business. For all they knew Roman did send me.
I frown at her and ask curiously, “Why did you bring me back here if you thought I might be a Lior?”
A small smile spreads across her lips and my heart stops. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. Her perfect white teeth and lips seem to brighten everything around us as if a spotlight just shone down on us. I must be having an ‘Ever’ attack, there is no other explanation.
“I saw your arm and I know I stabbed you with that spear. You aren’t Lior, no one has that healing power. Well, there is only one and she is a Lior, but I just know you aren’t. The only other mer-people with that ability are Erebus and there aren’t many.”
She knows a little but not everything obviously. She must not know that Metea has family.
“You are right, I’m not a Lior but I’m not so far removed from Metea.”
A scared look crosses her face. I reach across the table to reassure her. When I gently put my hand over hers, a spark shoots up my arm and into the rest of me. She pulls her hand away and looks at me uneasily. She pulls both arms from the table and cowers back. I’m not sure where it’s coming from but she is obviously feeling the same spark I feel when we touch.
“Who are you exactly?”
“My name is James, James Harding. I am Metea’s very great grandson. My grandmother was married to Jaspen as well so that makes him my immediate grandfather.”
She looks really scared at this point. If she were a mouse she would have scurried out of here already. She seems to battle something but finally sits up straighter, squares her shoulders and places her hands on the table.
“If you are related to Jaspen, you must have come from
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