meditations better than any other. Should we step over the edge, save our Young One first. We must then trust that I can return on My own."
"This sounds overly risky, Highness.” She thought her statement a gross understatement, at the very least of it.
San'lr'in’ looked at her, thinking on her words, “Indeed, Healer. It does, as you say. And so it is. But I must try to find this information. The Dark Sorcery must be removed from The Realm, once again; and as quickly as possible. Remain close in our minds, Healer, but not overly so. This you know how to do. If you require assistance, call the sorcerers or My sister to you and use what powers they have."
She looked down at the Young One, “Ready, Future Supreme Sovereign of The Realm?"
Sele’ looked up at her and nodded, unfazed by the potential danger to her, “Of course, Highness."
The High Queen nodded, pleased with Sele's detachment from the danger, “We will go to My eighth meditation together. I will guide our way. And then we will jump into another meditation, long from The Realm. One I have not used for long, long prior."
"The eighth, Highness? You will allow me there with you?"
"It seems the moment, Young One."
The High Queen crouched down so that Sele’ could place her hand upon her head. It was a difficult position to obtain such remoteness away from The Realm, but San'lr'in’ thought it necessary so that Sele’ could have a close attachment. She began taking them through the meditations, as The Healer placed her hand lightly on The High Queen's head, following their progress. Sle'nel’ watched from just outside the crater, hearing the sorcerer's chanting and watching as her Birth-daughter, her lover, and The Healer entered into a place far from her.
"What do they do now, Elf?"
She sensed Ann'wn next to her, but kept watching the intensity of her lover's concentration, “They move to the edge of The Realm toward the OuterRealm."
"The OuterRealm, Elf? What is this?"
"A place where few can go. The edge of all sorcery and magic. A most dangerous of places. It is said to be the beginning of much magic and sorcery."
"How do you know of such?"
"The memory of it was given to me, most recently."
"The Healer goes with them?"
"No. She is there to bring them back, if necessary. She watches over them.” She turned to Ann'wn, smiling gently to her for the first moment in many, “Concerned about your lover, Force Leader?"
Ann'wn looked at the gentleness of Sle'nel's face. It had been long since she had seen it provided to her. Her heart melted at its kindness, “It is as you say. That and The High Queen and the Young One's safety, my Elf."
"It is not easy to stand on the border, Ann'wn. It is something you will have to learn."
Ann'wn was surprised, “You know that we have come together, then?"
Sle'nel’ laughed lightly, “As do all in our camp. It is a small camp, after all. Treat The Healer well, Force Leader. Our Queen loves her well and would have it that nothing harms her. Not even you. Our healer is not wise in the ways of love, and has not ventured onto this path in many turns. Betray not her trust. She will take it as hard as I did with The Highest. Her heart is hard-won, but when given, is almost as strong as an Elf's. No Mystic can get closer to an Elf-kind than with this Healer."
Ann'wn touched Sle'nel's shoulder, “I have been a long moment in coming to this love. I am not about to throw it away. Lying in her arms is like lying on a cloud."
Sle'nel’ looked for a moment at Ann'wn's hand upon her shoulder, thinking she was hard on this Force Leader, “Much is required of you, Force Leader. And you give much, as well. You deserve this happiness. I am glad it has come your way."
The High Queen and Sele’ had moved their way into the eighth meditation, where sensing was the only awareness present. Sele’ had never prior experienced as such, anxious in learning more of it, yet having no fear of it. The High Queen gave her
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