"I suppose we are spending our time off looking for Nin..." the root who took my rightful place last night says.
"You can do whatever you wish, my obligations, however, are too my love!" I tell her as I get up and strut ahead of her.
"Fine by me, Ro." she sarcastically comments.
"Excuse me!?" I ask her as that comment of hers enraged me. My name was Rose'lhia! A name I rightfully earned by being the purest and greatest of my generation! She had no right to refer to me like that!
"BOTH OF YOU! STOP IT!" Einervaene screams as she slams her hands down on the table.
"Learn your place, Root." I dismiss with a sneer. Smiling slightly as that root barks its dribble as I leave. However, that unfortunate encounter had left me annoyed. So, it was best I got rid of it before I went to find my love.
If his own temperament was foul, it was wise of me to ensure mine was not. My love did not know what he was saying sometimes when he got angry. So, being able to avoid it was for the best. A meeker, reserved attitude was needed.
Don't look the angered beast in the eye as the thorns tended to say. Even the Gilded-Bark I once served spoke of similar things when he came back from hunts. If there was an animal stronger than you. Back away and make way for it, only rise to meet it under threat of death.
Thankfully, my love would never put me in such a state. At least, now that he was back to himself again. It was him after all to some extent that hurt me before. My injuries were gone, but, the fear was still in my mind.
But that was all in the past now, and I anticipated our future. Unfortunately, he could never come down this way. But, I really liked walking past the seedlingcare part of this place. It reminded me of the best part of my old role and it also was my future.
I wasn't sure who looked after these children, it certainly wasn't an Ivy-Mother. But, I would not comfort a child as an Ivy-Mother the next time I looked after one. It would be because I was a mother! Motrtha would be my patron goddess and in my arms, a little god of my own.
It made me so excited to think about such things. I wondered quite a bit about how I would be as a mother. Clearly, I would've been a good one. But that wasn't what I was interested in...
Would I spoil them like the little piece of holiness that they were? Would I be a strict mother who wanted them to be the very best? Would I let my love have just as much involvement as I did? There was so many possibilities!
"No, Spruce'endoor, back here." a voice I once loathed with all my heart said. I wasn't particularly sure why I could hear her as clearly as I did. But seeing her there with a child made me jealous. But, it also saddened me for some reason.
And I couldn't quite put my finger on it for the moment. So I just watched the Gilded-Bark's son as he waddled about with the human children. It was somewhat frightening to watch this as well. Those human children were brimming with magic in comparison to him...
It was no surprise that the wind-people shed our numbers so easily. What was once a task for us women since the Patricide. The men have retaken their role as emissaries and merchants for our flowers. At least, I assumed this applied to other ones.
We saw each other rarely and only really near our beloved garden-mounts. But, it was once again put into perspective. Humans were the creations of the gods. It was their spilt blood during the Fourteen-Headed Beasts war that they came about.
We aelenvari were a byproduct of this holy race... As were all species, really. Using magic was a trait of humanity that could be passed on very easily. Even the dragons, mighty as they were, took on human appearances.
Magic was theirs by right, a divine right we could only begin to grasp. And within this right, came places like this where they fostered that strength. To my shame as well, I could still make a reason as to why I should leave my love. Yet, I just couldn't, he was very special to me...
I did not like how I kept looking at other men... It wasn't something I meaned to do out of spite or some convoluted plan. I was just taught this way... It was also a natural response.
But, my love would not hear such excuses. So I had to prove to him that I was indeed capable of loyalty. That, as the wind people might say, jhrater'er was not enough to sway me. No great-blooded man was to come between me and Nin ever again...
And we would both prove this! Himself by becoming stronger and stronger while I kept my eyes for him alone!
"Hey! The bug is going all out in the arena!" a girl with similar magic to my love's lost friend says as she runs by. Yet, she was talking to her own friends, not me. I was thankful, however. I now knew where he was!
Yet, it left me feeling strange. Excited and terrified was how I could best describe it. Excited because this meant I could relive how I felt when I first fell for him! And terrified because a show of strength invited many challengers...
And, despite the faith I had in him. I was not blind to the truth. This place, it was full of so many strong witches. Thankfully, the overwhelming amount were women, so I felt nothing but respect alone.
I could not, however, resist the urge to watch him stand above all the others here. So I was running before I knew it with a lustful heat rising in me. Maybe he would have just enough energy left at the end... And, in a fit of passion, I'd have my son!
Even if I was to leave out an important piece of my first time...
"Oh, never mind that! Move!" I commented to myself at first before I barked at whoever was just in my way. And while they were all moving to seats afterwards. I kept myself bouncing in excitement at the lowest hanging wall. I wanted to feel as much of it as I could!
I wanted to see and soak myself in Nin's strength! Yet, what I saw disturbed me rather than enthralled me. I could not see him in this place. It wasn't him I saw...
All I saw, was an osibindah.
The savagery he was displaying in this him versus all fight was unnerving. His roars, however, scared me more, because they were full of loss. He sounded just like the Gilded-Bark did when I sent off that thief elsewhere. And that could only indicate one thing really...
And I was fully aware of it as well, "It's supposed to be me that you loved..." I let out in despair. We were meant to be starting a family. But, once again, a thief had come along and stole my love's heart...
And unlike before, I was not in a position to start shifting things in my favour. I did not know who did this to that woman. And I wasn't stronger than her anyway... She'd give him a far better son...
Yet, maybe... If I showed him that I was better than her, he'd roar like that for me! He'd fight on like that for me! Yet, maybe if I started to help him now, he'd do that anyway!
"My lo-" I started to say as I ran out to meet him in this fight. Yet, as I was running amongst others... I became a target of his latest spell.
"Don't be such an idiot." a familiar voice tells me as I start to feel their magic.
"What did you do that for!?" I ask him as he hovers there with a stupid expression.
"Look behind you, Rossie!" he tells me before he suddenly spins around me to intercept my love.
"YOU WANT TO GO AGAIN, HUH!?" my love roars at my greatest shame. Yet, the force of their blows threw me to the ground. My prior excitement was also gone... My love was not paying any heed to me!
He was going to hurt me if he kept on like this, "Please, stop him!" I begged my greatest shame. However, I would display my terror openly when my love's snarl turned to me exclusively. I had to make it clear I wasn't repeating my mistake! I needed to show him somehow!
"You need to get out of here!" my shame tells me as he effortlessly spins over Nin. A powerful blow was then struck against my love. With its blowing shockwaves making me lose my balance once again.
"NIN! PLEASE, CALM DOWN!" I beg him as the misunderstanding only made him angrier. My shame, however, was having little trouble keeping him occupied. Much to my confusion. But, I had to focus on my love at the moment!
So I tried to make it clear to him that I wasn't interested in fighting. But every time I had an opening, I was suddenly blown away or brought to safety. My shame had no intention of letting me just speak to him. He needed to go!
"WILL YOU STOP GETTING IN THE WAY!?" my shame roars at me as he twirled away from me as I started to blast him with magic. It was a risky move, but, by making it clear to Nin that I wasn't against him...
"My love..." I whispered from the ground as I watched him suddenly fall to the ground.
"You will forever confuse me with how you act." my shame comments as he dusted himself off and cleaned a small amount of blood off.
"What happened...?"
"I got you out the way and put him down." he answers before I run over to my love.
"My love!?" I nearly scream before he started to move on his own.
"I'm not out yet..." Nin spits out as he struggled to get up. My attempts to stop this, however, only led to me being shoved to the ground.
"Hey! I did not lose to you just so you could hurt Rossie!" my shame combatively tells Nin as the last vestiges of his magic burn out. My shame then sighs as I run over to Nin's collapsed form once again.
"Don't worry, my love. I can fix this..." I whisper as I hold him close. Turning my nose up at all those who cheered for the wrong person. Had they not looked around!? He merely tired himself out on greater opponents!
"Listen, Rose'lhia, I heard what happened."
"So? It's not your concern." I tell him dismissively.
"I think it is when someone I cared about was just injured by the anguish caused by what happened." my shame tells me as he suddenly forces himself upon me. His magic healed my wounds while I glared up at him. It was not his place to heal me... My Love was stronger than him, his magic would've been better anyway...
"If you are so insistent on helping me, you can carry him to where he can rest."