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At the news a prisoner had escaped, the Knights who had come to Fen with the King fell in behind him like a wall of spears.
“How did this happen? Was anyone hurt?” King Arnie questioned Barry.
“Someone claimin’ ta be a visitor knocked out da guard and stole his keys, yer Greatness. When he woke up, his head hurt, but he was okay enough ta take a trackin’ team after ’em.”
“And?”
“Dey caught up wit’ da guy dat busted her out, but dey lost da old woman’s trail.”
“Who is he?”
Barry shrugged. “Nobody knows an’ he wou’n’t talk.”
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Singing and dancing, stories and laughter, the woods filled with music and cheer. Contests and games, honors and congratulations, the community reveled in camaraderie and fellowship.
It was a night to hold in memory and revisit over the years in times of sorrow to lift a grieving heart, in lonely times to recall the bonds of friendship, or to polish up and present as a model for future times of grand celebration.
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Her quick smile when she noticed him sent an energizing jolt through his body. “Vernon!” the Queen called, waving him forward. “Excuse us, please,” she said to the waiting residents, “my Liaison has just arrived.” Taking the King’s arm to lead him away, she added with a gracious smile, “King Arnie will be happy to meet you all later in the evening.”
They entered a secluded arbor with the King’s people positioned outside to ensure privacy. Queen Lilian offered her hand to Vernon who brushed it with his lips and smiled when she squeezed his hand in return.
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Fireflies flickered and flashed across the field, painting the party with lights and shadows that leaped and danced. To say spirits were high would be like saying love was nice.
Walking with his friends as far as the edge of the meadow, Vernon hid a grimace as he lifted into the air.
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Clifton’s eyes went wide. “The Assassin?”
He cringed and chewed his lip while Vernon told his harrowing tale of escape and endurance. Sunset shadows crept into the bower while they listened.
“Aunt Lilian— the Queen and King Arnie need to hear about this,” Clifton said. “Somebody should help those people.”
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Vernon became more agitated as his friends tried to ease his distress.
“You don’t have to worry about Spike,” Elliot assured him, “he’s dead.”
“Do you mean D’Arc, Vernon?” Cassandra asked. “We thought you must have defeated him. Did he get away?”
“No, but I would have been done for if he hadn’t insisted on chasing me down,” Vernon admitted. “I was lucky enough to lead him into a web. He won’t be back.”
“Then I don’t understand,” Elliot said. “Why do you think rebels are coming?”
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Joseph landed in the field where Fen’s troops had assembled what seemed to Elliot like an age ago. Queen Lilian waited for them.
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Elliot had followed her willingly, enchanted by her flowing stride and silent confidence. Her feathers shimmered with iridescent sparkles that bound him to her just as surely as ropes and chains. The little warning voice he’d learned to heed whispered — nothing.
Without reason, without thought, without common sense, he’d trusted her, and now, facing a massive structure of stone and wood built against a hillside of the oldest trees he’d ever seen, he had no idea where he was.
“I thought you were taking me back to the bower. Where are we? And don’t say, ‘here’!”
Her answer was to throw back her head and release a trilling note that filled the woods like wind. From the treetops all around, a whistled melody replied.
She cocked her head. “We’re in the heart of the Ancient Forest,” she said as if that explained everything.
“But what is this place? Why did you bring me here?”
Her warm laugh rippled through him. “So many questions. I’m sorry, Elliot, but I’m not the one to answer them. In fact, I have to leave you now.” He started to object, and she placed the tip of a single feather on his lips. “Go inside. You’ll be in good hands, my friend, and we may yet meet again.”
It was only as she flew beyond the tangled canopy that he realized he hadn’t even asked her name.
Shaking regret out of his head, he began his search for the entrance.
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“Leave us,“ Queen Lilian instructed her entourage as she entered the bower. Clifton followed her, laying the semi-conscious Vernon on the moss mat Cassandra had prepared. The mushrooms were just beginning to glow.
“He’s worse?” Cassandra sponged cool water onto his forehead.
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The pent up worries he’d been nursing since diving into the tensions of Bog and Fen rinsed off with the scent of motion sickness. Elliot’s solitude absorbed the peace of the Lilian Pond while the muffled music of the larger public bath beyond the bushes infused his thoughts with joy.
As unpredictable as it had become, his life was full. Life isn’t scary, he thought, it’s an adventure. I’m not weak unless I give up.
Counting the obstacles he’d overcome, even when he’d needed help, he smiled. He had strength. He had friends. He had love.
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