-The month of Wynnethel, the 1st, year ATC 3,527-
Never hearing the voice of an Elvi, he was taken back by it, his mouth still hanging open before realizing it and closed it with a snap before looking back to Celine, "She can't.."
"We." Ila'Mu interrupted.
"Excuse me?"
"We, sir. We are not like you and yours, split and fighting between your parts."
"E-Excuse me... ?" Heiracles stammers, unsure of the intelligence of the entire Elvi species.
"Forgive them, Kiles. They." Celine smiles slightly, "They do not get out much." It sounded as if there were more to that, but he can get that story from her at a time that their lives were not under immediate threat from his Father. Heiracles shook his head, ridding his mind of such frivolous thoughts.
"Either way, you know--"
"Yes, Kiles. I know precisely how your Father is, but I assure you. Were this not important I would not have come to you. Please, my friend, we need your help."
He glanced from Celine to this 'Elvi girl', whatever his Wizarol friend wanted to call her by, and back again before peering behind him to watch his still sleeping form of his wife and sighing heavily before ushering them into the joined changing room.
He sighed heavily, again, before reaching out to The All. He manipulated the energies of the element, Fire, that were abundant in the atmosphere, he reached out his hand and, leaving the palm of his hand a string of fire could be seen extending out to light the individual candles placed in the alcoves around the circular room.
With a pensive look on his face, Heiracles turned to Ila'Mu and Celine, he could also see her jaw hanging open slightly, lights of amazement dancing in her eyes. He decided to ignore this, assuming, like himself, she had never seen one of his species unknowingly correct in this assumption before moving his eye's to Celine.
"What is it that you need of me, Celine? We have known eachother nearly two and a half millenia now, and in all that time you've never asked anything, demanded and expected, sure. But, if I can, I will help.."
Atleast Celine had the morality to blush slightly, knowing his comment to be accurate before replying, "I need your help in protecting them", as she waves towards Ila'Mu, "Or, if nothing less then, teach them. And take them to the Northern hemisphere, when your Father invades within the week."
The look of shock and, the tinges of, fear was evident in his eyes, remembering what happened 500 years ago when his Father had initially planned his invasion upon their previous home. "You're not--"
His words were interrupted before he could even manage to finish the question forming, "No, no. My great, great grandparents, The Royal Unity, decided to allow me to decide for myself on this one. They See many bad futures from you and yours fighting against your own kind, but they also know and accept that it cannot be put off for forever. But no, I am not here to, again, prevent war between your peoples." She glances towards Ila'Mu, "I simply wish for you to take them with you."
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I want to dedicate a section of each chapter to the love of my life, Kreation. For supporting my dream and urging me forward on my desires to finally 'put pen to paper', so to speak by writing out my book for you all to read, thank you so much for the support and love. 🥰