The night was cold, dark and rainy, lightening flashed in the courtyard from swirling dark grey clouds above, yet Sil stood on the balcony of of her bedroom watching the storms rage. The day had been long and very trying as her Father showed her off to potential suitors, none that caught her eye or heart. She had begged to be allowed to return to her chambers feigning illness, a lie, but it got her away from those she saw as con artists only after her Fathers wealth. A flash of lighting caught her eye, it was different than normal, a blueish stream of power that came from the heavens above. Perhaps one of the gods were angry, maybe a star had fallen, not realizing how close to the truth she truly was. Suddenly a loud explosion sounded just beyond the gates, Sil watched one streak of the strange lightening hit and donning her cloak, she climbed down from her balcony and rushed towards the sight that now seemed to be burning. Once Sil reached the area, shock filled her features as a man laid, totally nude, but unconscience on the ground. Scars of battle covered his form and yet a seeming gentleness reflected in his face. Sil slowly leaned down as her tiny digits reached out and touched his cheek, yet he did not stir. She quickly rose and removed her cloak and laid it over him, then ran back into the courtyard and summoned a few servants to help her get him into the manor house. She led the way as the servants carefully carried the male to a guest room that was situated next to her chambers. Her Father came, knowing his daughters compassionate nature, he said little in complaint. He called forth the family physician to tend to the stranger. While they waited Sil and her Father had him washed and put in some nightclothes that they found that could fit. Both then saw that his was not of their world, his ears held a point to them and his skin was a light shade of blue, yet he held the resemblance of an elf, just not as delicate. Who was this stranger that came from a stormy sky, was he friendly or would he be their death when he woke up. Neither would know, but both hoped it would not be the latter. Once the stranger was clean and the physician had taken a look at him to insure no broken bones or other injuries were attained from the fall, he turned to Sil and her Father. Just keep him warm and feed him some broth when he awakens, we dont know his system, but I would not try for anything heavier till he can tell us more about himself and what he can and cannot eat. Sil looked at her Father. I will insure his care is Doc states Her Father turned from the physician to his daughter. It is improper for you to be in a mans room, being unwed as you are He then saw her chin rise in defiance and just shook his head. She was his only child and wanted the best for her but at times she was very trying and stubborn when she had her mind set on something. Alright Sil, but I want one of your servants in here with you at all times no arguing this is my decision. Sil gave a nod, at least she could see to the mans well being and maybe learn more about him. Everyone left but Sil and one servant, she had a large overstuffed chair brought in to sit by the bed, she would keep vigilance till he awoke. Food and drink was brought in for her, yet she could only nibble at it as she kept watch over him. Somewhere inside a spark ignited in her heart, she didnt know it but love was blooming as she watched over him. She was tender when she bathed the sweat that came pouring from his body as the fever wracked his system, she dabbed his parched lips with ice cubes to keep them moist. He finally laid comfortable and sleeping after a few trying days, Sil had stayed with him every moment, even using the bathing chamber in his rooms to freshen herself up. She had dozed off in the chair when he slowly opened his eyes and looked around. Where am I .? He spoke and stopped just as he found himself looking at the delicate flower sleeping in a chair next to his bed. He recalled the battle that sent him flying, but not much else after that. His eyes pulled themselves away from the young girl sleeping to his surroundings, he spotted the servant sitting by the door and lifted his finger to keep the servant from speaking, as he was about to. Xanthus slowly sat himself up and saw he was not wearing his battle gear, what ever happened it must have been blown off of him or burnt away, he was unsure, as he was garbed in a simple nightshirt and he was clean. This caused a single brow to arch as he looked back at the female. Had she tended to him in all this time, bathing and such? Embarassed no curious yes, for Xanthus had women care for him before, usually tending his every need, but something about this female told him she was not like the other women he had known. Who was she and why did she care for a stranger in her home like this? Where was he, what sector of the galaxy had found him this time? While Xanthus was in deep thought Sil opened her eyes, they glowed softly as she saw him awake and a smile came to her lips. Greetings MLord One doth hope Ye are feeling better and could partake of some broth and bread, as per doctors orders. Her voice was soft and melodic as she spoke, she did not wish to disturb him from his thoughts but doctors orders were specific and she would have him eat some broth with a bit of bread. Chancy, send for some hot broth, bread and some warm mead for our patient The servant at the door gave a silent nod and opened the door and spoke to the servant that was posted out in the hall of their Ladies orders. The other servant took off running towards the kitchen to have the order filled as well as to the Ladys Father to let him know his visitor had awakened. This caused the house to buzz with talk about the stranger that arrived in such an untimely manner and in a strange way. There were whispers amoung the servants of a special glow in their Ladies eyes when she looked at him. They wondered if their Lord would put a stop to it, since their Ladys Mother had passed away at her birth, their Lord doted on his Daughter. He could refuse her nothing, but he was getting older and he needed to found a suitable husband for his Daughter so when he passed on the Estate to her she would havehelp from a husband to keep it running. She had turned away every suitor so far and he was getting desparate.He did not want to force her hand but would if she did not choose soon. Xanthus turned towards the woman looking at him, her voice told him her innocent appearance was just that, she was much older than the child he had taken her for. Hello Maam Yes, some broth would be nice. He replied as he studied her a bit more, he was more hungry than what he considered the broth would do for him, but he had no idea how long he had been unconscience, hours, days, months or years. Scooting back as he sat up more and leaned back against the headboard of the bed and got right to the point. Where am I and how long have I been here? Sil just smiled softly. I am Sil, short for Silverlock, you are on the Hue Estate, which belongs to my Father Torrell. You have been here five days now Her face took on a tinge of red as she continued. You arrived the night of the storm, you fell from the storm clouds in a bolt of bluish lightening .you were without garments when you hit the ground. Her sapphire eyes averted from his face which told him she got quite a view of him when he arrived. Innocence, it was refreshing to see as it made Xanthus smile. I see I am Xanthus, Silverlock, Daughter of Torrell of the Estate Hue. I am grateful for the care you have given me in my vulnerable state. His smile made Sil blush even more and a knock at Xanthuss door spoke of food and most likely her Father. The servant opened the door allowing the cart with a large bowl of steaming broth, small loaf of bread and a stein of the Estates best mead, to enter. Behind it came Torrell, whose eyes fell upon his Daughter then to the man in the bed. Sil, go to your chambers and freshen yourself up while I speak to our guest Torrells voice was firm but gentle to his daughter and was not taking no for an answer. Sil wanted to protest but rose and made her way to the door, stopping only long enough to give her Father a kiss to his cheek and hug. Aye Father Not happy about having to leave but now Xathus was awake, she would not be needed as much. Disappointment could be easily heard as she definitely wanted to stay and hear what her Father had to say. Sir, my name is Torrell. By now my Daughter Silverlock has told you about us and the night you arrived. She, like her Mother was, is a very compassionate soul. She has not left your side since you arrived, she has tended you while you were feverish and kept you freshened up and on the road to recovery. I do hope you appreciate her efforts Torrell stated right off the bat, his concern was the rumors going around the Estate about his only child and he would most definitely nip this if it got to the point to where she would be hurt. Xanthus could not only see but hear the concern in Torrells voice over his Daughter and her well being. I am very appreciative, MLord Torrell. My gratitude extends to you as well for allowing me sanctuary in your home. Xanthus slowly ate the broth and fresh bread and sipped at the mead he was given, he could feel his strength, was not as it suppose to be but with the food and drink it was beginning to improve. His skin was slowly fading to a very pale blue, for it was no longer the battle blue that they probably saw when he arrived. My name is Xanthus Faendrahl, I am not from here as you can see, I am a Star Elf, other than my Mother, who is in hiding, we are the last of our kind. Torrell had never heard of a Star Elf, but he knew the word Sanctuary and he would provide it for as long as Lord Xanthus needed it. He gave a nod and as he walked to the door. When you feel you can eat something more substantial than just broth and bread, let the servant know and he will have what ever you request brought to you, within reason. Torrell not know the needs of a Star Elf, would open his kitchen up to anything Xanthus needed to rebuild his strength, as long as it was not his servants or anyone under his roof. Thank you Lord Torrell, again I am very grateful. Xanthus replied as he continued to eat. The innocence of these people gave him much to consider and he knew he would spare them the more gruesome habits of a Star Elf. He would abstain from eating meat so it would not bring out his battle side, there was no need of it here. He pushed the cart towards the servant as he finished the last of the meal. You wish more MLord? The servant asked with a bow. MLady would be unhappy if you were denied more if you wished it. Xanthus looked at the servant and gave a nod. Please five days unconscience has me needing to rebuild my strength, thank you. The servant bowed and took the cart and left Xanthus alone with his thoughts while he attained seconds of his meal. Mother I will return and retreive you from the darkness you can count on that and I will have the power to do what is needed. Xanthus was speaking to himself as a soft slick of the door being closed caught his attention. It was not the servant, it was Sil standing there. The glow in her eyes matched the soft sapphire velvet gown she wore. One does hope Ye are starting to feel better The smile she gave him was warm and tenderupon her lips. Xanthus could only stare, perhaps it was the fever that had wracked his body or that mead was strong, but he saw only an angel whose soul shown like a a bright sun upon his own darkness, giving him the path home to the balance inside himself. His heart just seemed to race as he could hear hers doing, Love was strange and two strangers found themselves drawn to each other, as a new path opened up to the future with all the joy and pains they both would share. Two Years Later: The cold passionless moon cast its pale light upon two figures moving along the path towards a destination only they knew of. In the arms of one a bundle was being carried protectively. How much farther Love? Whispered in fearful tones of a female to the one that was beside her. Not far my little Star, the darkness will not claim our little Flower, for these people know how to hide her. The male answered as his arm wrapped around the female that carried the small bundle. The bundle shifted and cooed in the womans arms as the babybegan to wake up. Shhh Little Rose all will be well shortly. The male said to the bundle as his finger reached over and touched the cheek of the now wide eyeed baby that laided bundled up in the blanket. A plain cottage rose on the horizen as candles in the windows told the two travelling fast all was awaiting their arrival. Just as the three reached the front stoop, the door opened and two came out and without words the Baby was handed over to the couple of the cottage. A small chest was handed to the man and a locket was placed around the babies neck. One day she will seek us out hopefully when she comes into her own. Care for her and guard her well, my friend, she is our hope for the future, The male told the couple. We will raise her and give her all the love and care she needs as if she was our own MLord and MLady. That said the two turned and walked away into the night, while the couple took the baby into the cottage. Where the Babys parents had gone, none could tell, they seemed to vanish into the night. The couple at the cottage took care of the baby, whom they called Thara Snowrose, they added to the name to make the disguise complete and raised her as if she was their own. Thara grew to be the product of her parents, her skin warm and with a peach colored tone than tanned well in the summer, her hair black as a ravens wing, with a single silver lock that was tossed to the side haphazzardly. Her ears held a very delicatepoint to them as if one her parents was elven. When she reached of age, the couple gave her the chest and the locket that held a picture of a man and women that Thara had dreams of, but who they were she did not know. In the chest was some money and a note, which she quickly opened and read.
Note: Dearest Snowrose, By now you are a youg woman and ready to face the world if you are reading this. Your Father, Xanthus and I, Silverlock Hue, you Mother had to make a hard decision a few months after you were born. A danger had finally tracked your Father down and we had to hide you before it caught up to him and us. If you deem it necessary to find him or I, the money will help you start your journey, the locket will glow when you are near either him or me. If you are angry that we gave you up, just know we did it out of our love for you and the need for you to be safe. Maybe you will be able to forgive us if not we understand. We do love you, our little Rose, and the only advice we can give is learn who you are and make your decision from that.
Love Eternally Silverlock Hue Faendrahl, Your Mother Xanthus Faendrahl, Your Father
Thara looked at the parents she had know from the time she was a baby and then down to the letter. I must learn who I am and find my parents. I do hope you understand.. Tears touched those star sapphire eyes. The couple nodded, they both knew this day would come, even as they had loved the girl child all these years, her parents had given instructions and they were followed out the love for the Lord and Lady of the Hue Estate. We understand Thara and our blessing goes with you. They both said and gave the young woman a kiss to her cheek and hug. Thara gathered up her belongings and headed out, a road laid ahead of her and what it would entail would soon be known.
The night was cold, dark and rainy, lightening flashed in the courtyard from swirling dark grey clouds above, yet Sil stood on the balcony of of her bedroom watching the storms rage. The day had been long and very trying as her Father showed her off to potential suitors, none that caught her eye or heart. She had begged to be allowed to return to her chambers feigning illness, a lie, but it got her away from those she saw as con artists only after her Fathers wealth.
A flash of lighting caught her eye, it was different than normal, a blueish stream of power that came from the heavens above. Perhaps one of the gods were angry, maybe a star had fallen, not realizing how close to the truth she truly was. Suddenly a loud explosion sounded just beyond the gates, Sil watched one streak of the strange lightening hit and donning her cloak, she climbed down from her balcony and rushed towards the sight that now seemed to be burning.
Once Sil reached the area, shock filled her features as a man laid, totally nude, but unconscience on the ground. Scars of battle covered his form and yet a seeming gentleness reflected in his face. Sil slowly leaned down as her tiny digits reached out and touched his cheek, yet he did not stir.
She quickly rose and removed her cloak and laid it over him, then ran back into the courtyard and summoned a few servants to help her get him into the manor house. She led the way as the servants carefully carried the male to a guest room that was situated next to her chambers. Her Father came, knowing his daughters compassionate nature, he said little in complaint. He called forth the family physician to tend to the stranger. While they waited Sil and her Father had him washed and put in some nightclothes that they found that could fit.
Both then saw that his was not of their world, his ears held a point to them and his skin was a light shade of blue, yet he held the resemblance of an elf, just not as delicate. Who was this stranger that came from a stormy sky, was he friendly or would he be their death when he woke up. Neither would know, but both hoped it would not be the latter.
Once the stranger was clean and the physician had taken a look at him to insure no broken bones or other injuries were attained from the fall, he turned to Sil and her Father. Just keep him warm and feed him some broth when he awakens, we dont know his system, but I would not try for anything heavier till he can tell us more about himself and what he can and cannot eat. Sil looked at her Father. I will insure his care is Doc states Her Father turned from the physician to his daughter. It is improper for you to be in a mans room, being unwed as you are He then saw her chin rise in defiance and just shook his head. She was his only child and wanted the best for her but at times she was very trying and stubborn when she had her mind set on something. Alright Sil, but I want one of your servants in here with you at all times no arguing this is my decision. Sil gave a nod, at least she could see to the mans well being and maybe learn more about him.
Everyone left but Sil and one servant, she had a large overstuffed chair brought in to sit by the bed, she would keep vigilance till he awoke. Food and drink was brought in for her, yet she could only nibble at it as she kept watch over him. Somewhere inside a spark ignited in her heart, she didnt know it but love was blooming as she watched over him. She was tender when she bathed the sweat that came pouring from his body as the fever wracked his system, she dabbed his parched lips with ice cubes to keep them moist.
He finally laid comfortable and sleeping after a few trying days, Sil had stayed with him every moment, even using the bathing chamber in his rooms to freshen herself up. She had dozed off in the chair when he slowly opened his eyes and looked around. Where am I .? He spoke and stopped just as he found himself looking at the delicate flower sleeping in a chair next to his bed. He recalled the battle that sent him flying, but not much else after that. His eyes pulled themselves away from the young girl sleeping to his surroundings, he spotted the servant sitting by the door and lifted his finger to keep the servant from speaking, as he was about to.
Xanthus slowly sat himself up and saw he was not wearing his battle gear, what ever happened it must have been blown off of him or burnt away, he was unsure, as he was garbed in a simple nightshirt and he was clean. This caused a single brow to arch as he looked back at the female. Had she tended to him in all this time, bathing and such? Embarassed no curious yes, for Xanthus had women care for him before, usually tending his every need, but something about this female told him she was not like the other women he had known. Who was she and why did she care for a stranger in her home like this? Where was he, what sector of the galaxy had found him this time?
While Xanthus was in deep thought Sil opened her eyes, they glowed softly as she saw him awake and a smile came to her lips. Greetings MLord One doth hope Ye are feeling better and could partake of some broth and bread, as per doctors orders. Her voice was soft and melodic as she spoke, she did not wish to disturb him from his thoughts but doctors orders were specific and she would have him eat some broth with a bit of bread. Chancy, send for some hot broth, bread and some warm mead for our patient
The servant at the door gave a silent nod and opened the door and spoke to the servant that was posted out in the hall of their Ladies orders. The other servant took off running towards the kitchen to have the order filled as well as to the Ladys Father to let him know his visitor had awakened. This caused the house to buzz with talk about the stranger that arrived in such an untimely manner and in a strange way. There were whispers amoung the servants of a special glow in their Ladies eyes when she looked at him. They wondered if their Lord would put a stop to it, since their Ladys Mother had passed away at her birth, their Lord doted on his Daughter. He could refuse her nothing, but he was getting older and he needed to found a suitable husband for his Daughter so when he passed on the Estate to her she would havehelp from a husband to keep it running. She had turned away every suitor so far and he was getting desparate.He did not want to force her hand but would if she did not choose soon.
Xanthus turned towards the woman looking at him, her voice told him her innocent appearance was just that, she was much older than the child he had taken her for. Hello Maam Yes, some broth would be nice. He replied as he studied her a bit more, he was more hungry than what he considered the broth would do for him, but he had no idea how long he had been unconscience, hours, days, months or years. Scooting back as he sat up more and leaned back against the headboard of the bed and got right to the point. Where am I and how long have I been here?
Sil just smiled softly. I am Sil, short for Silverlock, you are on the Hue Estate, which belongs to my Father Torrell. You have been here five days now Her face took on a tinge of red as she continued. You arrived the night of the storm, you fell from the storm clouds in a bolt of bluish lightening .you were without garments when you hit the ground. Her sapphire eyes averted from his face which told him she got quite a view of him when he arrived.
Innocence, it was refreshing to see as it made Xanthus smile. I see I am Xanthus, Silverlock, Daughter of Torrell of the Estate Hue. I am grateful for the care you have given me in my vulnerable state.
His smile made Sil blush even more and a knock at Xanthuss door spoke of food and most likely her Father. The servant opened the door allowing the cart with a large bowl of steaming broth, small loaf of bread and a stein of the Estates best mead, to enter. Behind it came Torrell, whose eyes fell upon his Daughter then to the man in the bed. Sil, go to your chambers and freshen yourself up while I speak to our guest Torrells voice was firm but gentle to his daughter and was not taking no for an answer. Sil wanted to protest but rose and made her way to the door, stopping only long enough to give her Father a kiss to his cheek and hug. Aye Father Not happy about having to leave but now Xathus was awake, she would not be needed as much. Disappointment could be easily heard as she definitely wanted to stay and hear what her Father had to say.
Sir, my name is Torrell. By now my Daughter Silverlock has told you about us and the night you arrived. She, like her Mother was, is a very compassionate soul. She has not left your side since you arrived, she has tended you while you were feverish and kept you freshened up and on the road to recovery. I do hope you appreciate her efforts Torrell stated right off the bat, his concern was the rumors going around the Estate about his only child and he would most definitely nip this if it got to the point to where she would be hurt.
Xanthus could not only see but hear the concern in Torrells voice over his Daughter and her well being. I am very appreciative, MLord Torrell. My gratitude extends to you as well for allowing me sanctuary in your home. Xanthus slowly ate the broth and fresh bread and sipped at the mead he was given, he could feel his strength, was not as it suppose to be but with the food and drink it was beginning to improve. His skin was slowly fading to a very pale blue, for it was no longer the battle blue that they probably saw when he arrived. My name is Xanthus Faendrahl, I am not from here as you can see, I am a Star Elf, other than my Mother, who is in hiding, we are the last of our kind.
Torrell had never heard of a Star Elf, but he knew the word Sanctuary and he would provide it for as long as Lord Xanthus needed it. He gave a nod and as he walked to the door. When you feel you can eat something more substantial than just broth and bread, let the servant know and he will have what ever you request brought to you, within reason. Torrell not know the needs of a Star Elf, would open his kitchen up to anything Xanthus needed to rebuild his strength, as long as it was not his servants or anyone under his roof.
Thank you Lord Torrell, again I am very grateful. Xanthus replied as he continued to eat. The innocence of these people gave him much to consider and he knew he would spare them the more gruesome habits of a Star Elf. He would abstain from eating meat so it would not bring out his battle side, there was no need of it here. He pushed the cart towards the servant as he finished the last of the meal. You wish more MLord? The servant asked with a bow. MLady would be unhappy if you were denied more if you wished it. Xanthus looked at the servant and gave a nod. Please five days unconscience has me needing to rebuild my strength, thank you. The servant bowed and took the cart and left Xanthus alone with his thoughts while he attained seconds of his meal.
Mother I will return and retreive you from the darkness you can count on that and I will have the power to do what is needed. Xanthus was speaking to himself as a soft slick of the door being closed caught his attention. It was not the servant, it was Sil standing there. The glow in her eyes matched the soft sapphire velvet gown she wore. One does hope Ye are starting to feel better The smile she gave him was warm and tenderupon her lips.
Xanthus could only stare, perhaps it was the fever that had wracked his body or that mead was strong, but he saw only an angel whose soul shown like a a bright sun upon his own darkness, giving him the path home to the balance inside himself. His heart just seemed to race as he could hear hers doing, Love was strange and two strangers found themselves drawn to each other, as a new path opened up to the future with all the joy and pains they both would share.
Two Years Later: The cold passionless moon cast its pale light upon two figures moving along the path towards a destination only they knew of. In the arms of one a bundle was being carried protectively. How much farther Love? Whispered in fearful tones of a female to the one that was beside her. Not far my little Star, the darkness will not claim our little Flower, for these people know how to hide her. The male answered as his arm wrapped around the female that carried the small bundle. The bundle shifted and cooed in the womans arms as the babybegan to wake up. Shhh Little Rose all will be well shortly. The male said to the bundle as his finger reached over and touched the cheek of the now wide eyeed baby that laided bundled up in the blanket.
A plain cottage rose on the horizen as candles in the windows told the two travelling fast all was awaiting their arrival. Just as the three reached the front stoop, the door opened and two came out and without words the Baby was handed over to the couple of the cottage. A small chest was handed to the man and a locket was placed around the babies neck. One day she will seek us out hopefully when she comes into her own. Care for her and guard her well, my friend, she is our hope for the future, The male told the couple. We will raise her and give her all the love and care she needs as if she was our own MLord and MLady. That said the two turned and walked away into the night, while the couple took the baby into the cottage. Where the Babys parents had gone, none could tell, they seemed to vanish into the night.
The couple at the cottage took care of the baby, whom they called Thara Snowrose, they added to the name to make the disguise complete and raised her as if she was their own. Thara grew to be the product of her parents, her skin warm and with a peach colored tone than tanned well in the summer, her hair black as a ravens wing, with a single silver lock that was tossed to the side haphazzardly. Her ears held a very delicatepoint to them as if one her parents was elven. When she reached of age, the couple gave her the chest and the locket that held a picture of a man and women that Thara had dreams of, but who they were she did not know. In the chest was some money and a note, which she quickly opened and read.
Note: Dearest Snowrose,
By now you are a youg woman and ready to face the world if you are reading this. Your Father, Xanthus and I, Silverlock Hue, you Mother had to make a hard decision a few months after you were born. A danger had finally tracked your Father down and we had to hide you before it caught up to him and us.
If you deem it necessary to find him or I, the money will help you start your journey, the locket will glow when you are near either him or me. If you are angry that we gave you up, just know we did it out of our love for you and the need for you to be safe. Maybe you will be able to forgive us if not we understand.
We do love you, our little Rose, and the only advice we can give is learn who you are and make your decision from that.
Love Eternally
Silverlock Hue Faendrahl, Your Mother
Xanthus Faendrahl, Your Father
Thara looked at the parents she had know from the time she was a baby and then down to the letter. I must learn who I am and find my parents. I do hope you understand.. Tears touched those star sapphire eyes. The couple nodded, they both knew this day would come, even as they had loved the girl child all these years, her parents had given instructions and they were followed out the love for the Lord and Lady of the Hue Estate. We understand Thara and our blessing goes with you. They both said and gave the young woman a kiss to her cheek and hug.
Thara gathered up her belongings and headed out, a road laid ahead of her and what it would entail would soon be known.