*Belle* Everything was happening so fast. Alisee was fated to Scott. Not only was Elentari blessed with the powers of the Lunar Guardian, she was the reincarnation of the Goddess herself. It made me think that maybe, just maybe this is the lifetime Endymion would wake and take his place next to Selene instead of being trapped in eternal slumber, only able to live in the astral plane, the existence between life and death that can be accessed through meditation or sleeping. Alaric and I dismissed the staff that followed us when we exited Stacie’s room. We simply wanted time to ourselves and not worry about who might be listening. We retired to our room, our bond filled with excitement, hope, and fear. It was worrisome being the parent of a Princess and Lunar Guardian. There were always people who wanted an audience with Selene. When a Lunar Guardian came into being they were the most sought after person. Those who were desperate for a miracle flocked, hoping their pleas might be heard
*Elentari* The next morning I woke up feeling more refreshed than ever. I had spent my sleeping hours meditating with the five souls and learning about who each one was. Of course I knew most of the stories about Selene since even humans read all sorts of novels relating to stories about her and werewolves and what not. To my surprise most of these stories were written by those with at least some fae or were blood. The bigger shock was the lineage of the other souls. Each was a child of a deity of their kind, all Goddesses in their own right or demigods. This information sent me reeling. I have no idea how no one had felt any of this from me. I technically had the blood to rule four different species besides containing the soul of the Mother of all within me. This was absolutely insane. I went into Stacie’s bathroom as she snored softly. I tried really hard not to giggle. She would be mortified if she knew she snored. Despite doing everything she could to shed the preppy cheerleader
*Elentari* “I hope I found everything to your liking, my Princess. Human stores are so strange!” She exclaimed. “Lady Emily gave me a potion of transfiguration so I would look just like them, but they still gave me strange looks.” Her face had an expression of indignance upon it. “Did you fly while transfigured?” Belle asked her, trying to hide a smile. “Of course I flew. I never walk anywhere. I don’t know that I would be able to hold myself upright if I tried to walk in that lanky body. It’s natural to me.” She was genuinely puzzled. “Do humans not fly?” “No Tanz, humans do not fly unless they are in an airplane.” I tried so hard not to giggle that my face I’m sure was turning red. Then I spotted the brand names on the bags and squealed in delight. She finally put them on the bed, and I was immediately absorbed into examining the contents of each. One back was labeled ‘FucktheMainstream.com’ which was one of my absolute favorite online retailers. Another from Spencer’s, one fro
*Elentari* Unlike the other times I had fallen asleep, this time I was in what looked like a snowglobe, but there was no snow. The ground was a grass covered meadow littered with flowers. A small cottage was meters away. It was picturesque like it belonged in a children's book about fairy godmothers. I could tell this scene was an illusion created by another person’s mind. A tall man walked out of the building, looking directly at me. He seemed confused by my presence. “You do not look like her, but you have her hair and essence. Who are you, child?” His question took me by surprise. I felt oddly at ease with him and it was easy to trust him with my identity. “I am Elentari, the Lunar Guardian and reincarnation of Selene.” It felt strange to utter these words to another person. “Who are you?” He chuckled with a voice that reminded me of Santa Clause. “My Dearest brought you here in your slumber but did not tell you of me. How typical.” I clicked my tongue in annoyance, recognizi
*Elentari* Tanz came to my room to wake me up as I had forgotten to set an alarm. I rubbed my eyes and yawned, still sleepy. It amazed me how tired I had been the last few days. It felt like I could never get enough sleep. The pixie was humming a pleasant tune. It made me smile as I watched her buzz around, getting things set out for me. My mind wandered to the events in the dream state and I sighed internally. “My Princess, your outfit for dinner.” The announcement startled me out of my thoughts. My eyes landed on a deep plum almost black gothic steampunk dress with a pickup type skirt. It had a deep plunging sweetheart neckline and a matching bolero. It was my style to a “t”. On the other hanger was a corset with silver skull clasps in the same deep plum. Black shiny Mary Jane heels finished off the outfit. The shoes had a bow on the toe and a satin strap that wrapped around the ankle multiple times before it could be tied in a bow. The cloth material matched the rest of the outfit.
*Elentari* I looked around at all the eyes that were fixed on me. I was trying to understand everything, internally freaking out when Selene sent a wave of calm over me, and Lucinda was jumping around like a pup on crack. She seemed so happy. The auras of these individuals seemed to intimidate everyone in the hall. Everyone except me, that is. I took a sip of my water as the room stayed eerily silent. The customary annoyed tongue click was heard and some eyebrows raised. A couple of the beings cracked a smile. “So no one is going to explain to me what’s going on?” I asked, looking around. More of them were trying to hide smiles at this point and a couple of them openly laughed. I rolled my eyes. A thought fluttered through my mind, ‘once children, always children.’ It was my turn to laugh. I laughed so hard I squeaked trying to take a breath. This made everyone laugh at me. It was rather embarrassing. I counted the faces I didn’t know. Forty-nine of them. I double checked again. ‘Th
*Elentari* The door to the room burst open and a man with hair like Selene’s entered. “Pardon my intrusion, Majesties of Faerl, but I could not ignore such a large family gather.” He took the empty chair that Lucinda would have occupied if she weren’t within me. “How have the children of my sister been?” His eyes landed on each person around the room. I shivered a bit, but Stacie shivered more. “We are just peachy, uncle.” The outspoken one answered him. ‘Elentari?’ Stacie mind-linked me. ‘I feel weird, like I’m being drawn to that man. I don’t like it.’ fear laced her sentence. ‘Fuck.’ I heard Selene mutter. ‘I never gave that playboy a mate, nonetheless a mortal teenager.’ I let out a long, deep exhale. “Who are you?” I asked. “You’ll have to forgive me, history has never been my strong suit.” It was Selene’s turn to be annoyed. ‘You realize you just gave him a chance to brag about himself? You could have just asked me.’ she retreated to the back of my consciousness, presuma
*Aranelda* It’s cold and dark. It’s been this way for a long time. No light, no warmth. Just darkness and pain. I don’t know what I did to deserve this. They keep calling me names, saying I’m the son of a whore, pieces of shit that not even the slut wanted to claim. A worthless being that’s only useful when Hades is angry so he doesn’t whip the others. Persephone tried to save me once. That ended tragically. Hades didn’t want to kill me and I didn’t want to give him a reason to, so the next couple times she tried, I didn’t use the items to escape. I simply buried them next to a large rock. Maybe someday I could leave here. All I could feel was despair. The imaginary friends from my youth were still with me, but they didn’t speak much and I couldn’t see their mythical forms any more. I was too depressed for them to come around me. I had taken to carving my story on the wall, maybe someday someone would read it. Probably long after my death. I started from my first memory. *Thirteen y