The Last Days of Atlantis (35)

Dawn crested the watery horizons of Atlantis when the messenger arrived from Miss Hope with the news of Lord Kestrel’s removal from Atlantis. Sert sat with the remaining three of us, reading the message to all of us. Silence reigned around the dinning room over our untouched breakfast meal. I avoided looking at them while thought flooded their mind at the fact Kestrel had been removed by those that had sent him here.

“If we petition Odin? Or the other deities?” Meli suggested suddenly. Sert’s and Cole’s head snapped up and turned to look at her. I know what they were thinking and knew I would have to crush this hope within them.

“We send word out to the people of what has happen and request they all implore their deities to intercede in Kestrel’s favor.” Cole replied quickly.

“Lord Kestrel’s name will be in their thoughts, on their lips, and in their hearts as they beseech all the deities for his return to us.” Sert added with a triumphant smile.

“It will fail.” I grumbled softly. I did not look away from my plate as a growl had replaced my normal background purring. “Our Heart and Queen stands above them all.” I reminded them. “Petition her for Lord Kestrel’s return since she is the one that had him sent away.” I concluded. They could see my shoulders hunched, trembling, as I sat gazing blindly at my plate of untouched food. I feared my eyes would betray my ruse I placed in my words.

“The people have started fearing her in her madness.” Cole returned slowly. Realization started dawning in his mind about this possibility failing. “None would willingly call upon a mad woman to save them.” he added softly and dejected.

“But they will cal for the son of Madness and Passion?” I retorted with a growling snort. “Then we are forced to save ourselves without the deities’ hand to interfere.” I growled. My plate flew across the room before I stormed away from them. The heard the main door to our house slam shut loudly followed by silence. I stood in perfect silence at the side of the opening to the dining room, listening to their words.

“We are truly idiotic.” Meli stated under her breath. “Talking like we are while not realizing how hurt young Kestrel is feeling.” she explained. A sigh escaped the men at the table.

“He was Kestrel’s shadow.” Sert commented.

“Anywhere Kestrel went, Redpath would follow somehow since he was a kitten.” Cole replied. “He even sneaked into the Council Chambers with Kestrel and no one knew but me.” he added so softly.

“And now Kestrel is somewhere that he cannot follow and continue protecting him.” Meli continued. I could sense the sadness slowly weighing them down. “It must be driving him mad with frustration of not being at Kestrel’s side.” she added. I nodded my head before silently leaving for real.

I did feel bad having to lie to them but for all the others to believe Kestrel has been removed, I had to maintain this painful lie to them. Cole would get a notice to head out to visit Ambassador Rosalia within this week keeping him safely away from what was to come. This was the trap to draw in Callistra onto Atlantis and end her plans permanently. I thought I would feel rage at his half-sister but I felt calm thinking of destroying her. As I paced the street feigning angry annoyance, I felt the twin primordial dragons swirling around Atlantis in the same pattern they had upon the ring. They waited patiently for their orders to either crush the land under Atlantis to sink it or hold it up until I succeeded in my duties.

“Patience!” I mentally ordered them. I received a mental nod from both in return. Their ephemeral form glided in the space where water and earth met as they spiraled. “If I need time, hold the central core above the waves until I can end this part of the plan.” I informed them. I received flashes of their memories of the torture they suffered at her hands. Their growl matched mine as I felt no doubt that she needed to be destroyed. I also received visions all the times Genin saved them from Genia’s twisted form of kindness. He could not harm her because of a promise to his mother, but I was not held back by this promise. “She will not survive beyond the day she sets feet upon my island.” I assured them in a deep mental growl. She was the true opposite of Kestrel and had done her last evil deed towards existence.

It would be a week before Callistra’s bomb went off. I had been stalking Peregrine during that week while listening to the darkening rumors. With the destruction of Lemuria at the Queen’s own hands, an air of death had fallen upon the citizens of Atlantis. Even Munin had ran away from Atlantis during this week as his concubines were left behind. Many of the foreigners added to the list of people evacuating during that last week. Word of the Queen’s insane actions, Her rebuking Lord Kestrel, and lying about all of it, had the foreigners and non-humans leaving in droves. I quickly had Shal, Siren, and the other abandoned concubines moved to a place closer to the harbor and arranged a ship ready to take them away as the first signs of Atlantis sinking.

Chichi remained manning the Royal Kitchen while his staff was moody and unmotivated. Nightingale had sent her trio of retinue away the day after Kestrel died using the excuse of his reported removal as reason enough for her. The world pulled away from Atlantis as if a mist had risen to cloud it from their mind. It was already being turned into a legend thanks to the Secret Faeries. I did not let a sign of mirth show on my face as I shifted forms and faces while keeping Genia’s bomb under surveillance. I did notice Sert and Meli searching for me to ask for my forgiveness to their stupid comments. I did not reveal myself to them, they needed to think I vanished into the shadows trying to find my own way to reach Kestrel or abandoned Atlantis for Dia’s kingdom.

As the week was coming to an end, a decree that was mostly ignored come from Annianka. She ordered the Royal Guards to kill any that approached her Royal Tower. She claimed all of Atlantis had become her enemy and the enemy of the Heartstone itself. This was received by the Atlantians as their mind believed this fact and most moved to the outer rings of Atlantis. The Royal Guards obeyed by simply making sure she could see no one from her prison. Miss Hope sealed the door and joined in the patrols to protect the citizens from her misplaced rage caused by her insanity. And Peregrine’s daily walking pattern changed as this happened.

He was heading directly towards the forbidden weapon that had crushed Lemuria. The Guards did not even realize what was happening as they fell to his swift surprise attacks. I did not prevent him from doing this. I simply followed in the shadows as he did another thing he had no knowledge about. He set the controls of the device to target Atlantis itself. His hand hovered over the crystal button to activate the device as I sense him resisting this final action. His head snapped to one side as blood dribbled from his ears, nostrils, and bubbled out of his mouth as he fell forward to slam down upon the button.

The first tremors made everyone panic as they started rushing towards the harbor. The dolphin shriek madly as they emptied the pools around Atlantis made for them to visit the citizens. Realization was slow at how truly bad things were turning but the Guards and my friends worked together to get them upon ships and out to sea. The outer rings started collapsing first moving inwards as those that had not boarded ships were forced to pull back. I warned the dragons to hold firm keeping the central rings above the waves. Part of it would keep some alive on the outer edge while I could deal with Genia in the central zone by the Heartstone. The growling reply from the dragons was both their acceptance and my warning. She was here.

I reached to open spot between the Heartstone and Annianka’s tower. The Queen was stumbling around lost in her delusions as she faced off with Genia in her Callistra form. I duplicated myself having my echo become my feline form while I took Chichi’s appearance. I knew, with a quick mental check, that he was assisting in the evacuations with Meli, Sert, Nightingale, the Royal Guards, and the Council Guards. I moved my echo into position while I watched the events closely.

“No Royal Consort of the worm Munin shall ever sit upon the throne of Atlantis!” Annianka screamed at Genia. “She is using the power of Atlantis against me.” she muttered loudly to herself. The sneer of disgust on Callistra’s face at been confused with a common concubine was priceless to me. This, unfortunately, showed how lost she was within the delusion that thing in the Heartstone had over her. A bolt of black energy formed in Genia’s fist before launching toward the lost Queen. She did not even try to dodge the attack, walking directly into the bolt. Her body was tossed back from the strike to slam against the broken walls of her tower.

“Silly broken thing.” Callistra cackled at her. She stepped directly toward Annianka. “Once you are gone, I will shatter that Heartstone and destroy everything including the Balance shard within it.” she threatened. She raised her hand to create another bolt of negative energy to slaughter Annianka. “Goodbye Joy!” she interjected. She released the bolt as I stepped into the path, catching her attack in a hand easily.

“Not nice hitting someone when they are down, sister.” I replied wit a sneer. I absorbed the bolt in to my hand and body. “Too bad this body is not as easy to run as my own.” I added. Even she had been lied to about this situation. She was attacking Hope and not Joy. She believe the vanished shard, Balance, sat here in the Heartstone terminating any chance they could ever be one again. I felt pleasure seeing how she was as deluded about everything nearly as badly as Annianka herself.

“Using that fool’s body will not stop me from killing your shards of light here in Atlantis.” she screeched back at me.

“Thank you for coming, my love.” Annianka whispered. And consciousness left her a crumpled mess by the wall. I started moving at Genia while my furry echo moved into a closer position while staying hidden.

“Do you believe that destroying the HeartStone will kill what is within it?” I asked calmly.

“We will not know until I blow this island out of existence, will we?” she returned bluntly. Her cold sneer and blazing eyes proved that none of my words would reach her. She did this to spite me, anger me, hurt me. How little she truly knew Genin, or me.

“You will only release a monster upon this world.” I answered. “You will release my wife’s murderer.” I added hoping this might have her faltering in her next attack. The maniacal laugh erupted from her as black crackling energy formed around both her fists. With a double punch motion, the bolts fired directly at me. My duplicate moved with his unnatural feline speed to block the negative energy projectiles path. They hit him directly in his chest as he is tossed back into my arms. “No more!” I growled.

One step forward had my pawed fist striking across her cheek. A fist wreathed with solar flames drove deep into her solarplexis. Twin stars spun willy in both my amber feline eyes while my body shifted fully into Kestrel’s form. My fist wreathed with solar flame and nebular lightning as I pushed her back toward the edge of the open section. My clawed hand grasped her by the throat as I pinned her against a broken wall.

My other hand reached back as my cat claws popped out fully. They were blazing like comets as I slashed at her body merciless to cause her all the pain she had inflicted to others. My grip at her throat tighten into a straggling grip as I rose her to stand straight. My other hand went back and closed upon the hilt of the Sword of Light. I drew it into existence in this place as I growled deeply at her. Her eyes were fluttering as she noticed what I held. I drove the blade into her vile heart and deep into the broken wall.

“Have you forgotten your oath to mother?” she hissed out to me. I smiled as my new cosmic feline form filled with liquid night skies, 3 sets of stardust wings sprung from my back, and the white robes flowed along the lines of my much larger body.

“I forget nothing, foolish child.” I growled at her. Her eyes grew wide as she realized what stood before her. “Genin did leave a parting message for you Genia.” I whispered as my growl turned into a pleased purr. I grinned at her my nose nearly touching hers. “How does it feel to have a bit of Balance in you before you truly die?” I asked in a purring arrogant whisper.

“No!” she screamed before the white flames erupted over her body. Her form as Callistra was being consumed first before the flames turned true black removing her immortal spirit from existence. I pulled the shining sword from the wall after she was gone. A flick of my wrist had it slipped back in place within the pillar of light housing the rest of the Ley’ä’Luna. I held my cosmic force reaching out with my mind to touch the last remaining beings alive upon Atlantis. None of them would escape if I did not interfere this one last time.

The spiraling dragons’ speed increased as they pulled Atlantis to the bottom of the seas and deeper with their vortex. Portals open under the feet and fallen bodies of the living safely pulling them away from the disaster. The ships that had escaped on the breezes from Cassis held those that I did not need to assist as I myself sunk with the city under the waves. Lady Nightingale, Sert, and Meli looked upon the empty sea that once was their shining island home. Atlantis was gone and they were now all refugees sailing towards Africa’s southern tip where Aurora had already made arrangement for them to be spread out in groups around the world to help educate and make the world grow along the proper path.

“One life can be wasted from my nine so a part of me remains with the ruins hidden away.” I stated. My feet touched the bottom of the ocean while Atlantis slipped deeper to disappear. An echo of myself formed and collapsed sinking into the mire of ocean soil. My other form raised skyward but my body had been left behind with that echo that died for and with Atlantis. I crossed the skies heading to Egypt to my niece. My last duty was to tell her of her mother’s death at my hands and how Genin had stolen her away to protect her from her mother, Genia.

I did make one stop first not counting my echoes upon the edge of South America. A large group of Atlantian refugees stood by Chichi as they tried understand how they had end up there. They had been spread out along the outer remaining rings while Chichi had been scavenging for provisions to feed them. And the next moment they were on the this unknown rocky beach as waves slowly lapped at the shore. I appeared and floated to him as the refugees of Atlantis cleared a path for me.

“I bring you your last orders.” I stated in a hollow voice. My feline body shimmered and seemed partially transparent to their eyes. “Head northward to the place you will feel the energies of heaven and hell making war at their gates.” I explained to all of them. “You will also feel my presence within the earth and air of this place keeping both at bay behind their barred gates.” I continued as a few nodded their understanding. “Make this place a bastion for Atlantis by covering it with a mystic network from the minds and hands of your healers.”

“We will die long before reaching this place Lord Kestrel of the Redpath.” one survivor muttered.

“We shall never be able to accomplish this task, sir.” another added softly. They looked crushed under this command I had given them. My feet touched the ground as I place a gentle paw on the cheeks of the two that had spoken. I lifted their face to look into my eyes.

“Your bodies may die, but your spirits will know my words and recognize your Atlantian brothers and sisters.” I informed them in a soft purring voice that echoed around all of them. “With each rebirth, you continue moving towards this point to create this wondrous bastion for the return of the true Queen and Princess.” I explained to all of them. “Have faith in what sits deep inside each of you and know I have faith in all of you.” I continued. “Nothing you do will end in a failure in my eyes.” I added specifically to those two that had spoken.

“What of our other brothers and sisters that survived?” a different one asked. She was a mother and her child sail on a ship with Nightingale.

“They shall receive their orders in dreams and know what they must do to create their own bastion for a future where Atlantis returns to protect all of us.” I answered. “Many spirits lay trapped with Atlantis where it rest below the ocean waves.” I warn them. “When Atlantis return, those will be reborn once more in this world. “Their wait will be very long, but you will all be able to return to Atlantis one day.” I concluded. They looked at each other as the eyes sparkled with life again. In one voice they agreed to the task placed upon them. I bowed formally to all of them before drifting aside with Chichi.

“Help them little brother.” I ordered. “When your true land calls, heed it since others will be in place to continue encouraging them.” I explained.

“By your command, Brother Order.” Chichi replied. We bowed to each other before he returned to start organizing them to erect a temporary camp and to collect needed supplies for their coming trip. I took one last look over all of them before dissipating this echos from here. My true self stood with Muse since I had a few last requests for Muse. I lowered myself before her in the bow of a begging dragon child to her. I then ask that she send messages in their dreams to keep them all strong and walking the path towards righteousness and light until I was to be awaken again. Her silvery giggled told me without words that she accepted without any more explanations. I then requested she sent me a dream in each my future lives to remind me that she is still working to keep the dream of true peace alive. She kissed my furry head and whispered her agreement and her love for my noble spirit. I was then back upon the sky path to Egypt. All my copies had disappeared and returned to me as I landed before her home. She was smiling at me as I stood looking into her eyes.

“Your mind is very open to me, little cat, including my Uncle’s memories.” she stated. I nodded but said nothing as I allowed her to see everything including her true birth. “I have seen the evil my true mother has wrought upon the beings of the universe and understand why my Uncle removed me to this place.” she said calmly.

“I am happy you accept what has happened.” I returned in an empty tone.

“Her death could not be averted without cursing this world into decay and self destruction.” she replied with a sigh. “Are you ready to become two separate beings while your true self is sealed away indefinitely?” she asked smiling. I nodded yes as she stepped closer to me. “You will always be forgiven no matter what you do for the greater good.” she added in a whisper. I smiled as I felt my mind spiraling through shadows into darkness

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“Wait, where am I?” I asked as I now stood within the Temple of Light but no sound met my ears. I cloaked figure move to me, taking hand in his liquid blackness hand, he pulled me toward the pillar and through it into an odd place. I knew this was the Void himself showing me something in the frozen moment between seconds of my being sealed away. The land we floated over was pockmarked and some still smoked from the destructive force that had struck it. Flashes of dark light followed by explosive thunder was trailing parallel to our flight path. We arrived to the edge of green valley to see a small blob-like humanoid form of liquid night skies filled with all the cosmic elements laying there. He stood slowly as the blasts approached toward the other end of the green patch. A little girl about the same size as the first child appeared on the field. She had indigo and dark blue tones of scales on her body with blazing purple eyes. They fell upon the first boy I had seen and rushed at him with black fire blazing at her tightly balled fists. She screamed incoherently as she charged with flames spreading from her fist to wreath her fully small body.

The boy stood staring as she charged at him. Her steps faltered then stopped as she stood face to face with the boy. Her eyes grew wide showing the black sclera surrounding her blazing purple eyes. Her angry battle screams shifted into giggles and laughter of happiness as she started dancing around the other child. The flames had disappeared as she twirled in a frenzy of elation I could feel were I floated witnessing this meeting. She rushed up to take the blob child’s hands into hers as her eyes locked on his twin star spinning eyes.

“Me Genin?” she asked softly. She was trembling with excitement and worry. “Me Genin?” she asked louder. I could feel her fear, her despair, and her utter confusion. The boy shook his head rapidly as truly awaking before his eyes looked into hers.

“Me Lyra?” he asked softly. Shock, disbelief, and happiness filled this boy as he looked the little girl over. “Me Lyra!” he screamed tossing his arms around her neck. She shrieked back merrily as they hugged.

“Me Genin came back to me.” she giggled. They started dancing around holding hands. “No more being alone.” she added before pulling him into another tight hug. They returned to dancing in circle until the both feel to the grassy ground laughing. We floated higher and I could see that everything outside this patch of greenery was blasted desolated landscape. My guide, the Void, must have hear my deep harsh hiss at this scene.

“She has been very angry without him.” the cloak being explained in a gentle musical voice. He floated us back down to see them tightly pressed together while lying on the grass. I could see their chests rising and falling in the exhausted sleep that had taken them. “Even after all those many millenniums apart, they still remember how deeply they always loved each other.” he added in his more musical voice.

“Elyria and Genin reunited at last after all the pain they both suffered being apart.” I replied softly to him. “Is this the prize for all their actions?” I asked. I could not hold back the tears of joy I cried seeing them together again after their final death. The musical chuckle had me turning to face my guide as we drifted back towards a beam of light. The face under the hood took shape of bones while the hand that guided me turn to skeletal reality. The bony face crinkled into a wink as a skeletal finger crossed his lips.

“Would a father let his son feel such deep pain without giving him a reward he most deeply deserves?” he asked in musical whisper. I nodded smiling brushing the tears of joy from my eyes. “And how better than to give them an eternal childhood together.” he continued. “Best this gets locked away with everything else, but know that I will be singing to all that fall around you, my second son, KreGenin.” he added as we slipped through the light.

I floated back into the instant that this complete version of me was being hidden away while I lived multiple double lives until that future date. One last flash of memory or vision appeared in my mind. The ornate pouch holding the active shard of the Heartstone was stitched to the boy’s waist unable to ever be opened again. She had lost her edge and her immortality. Genin had saved us all and never knew it as I knew we could defeat her now much easier.

On that date, I will be named Kestrel George Wrightman, but would eventually be known as Kestrel Redpath, soldier and heroic were-panther still trying to save the world. But, I will also be someone else, a shadow that knows the whole story but remains silent as they move the pieces I cannot reach into place. We will reunite as we face her upon the last battle field to opened a new path all are blind about existing. Goodbye, and I will see all of you in that new future, my friends.

Signed: Lord Kestrel of the Redpath clan, Immortal Knight of Diadem, New Brother Order, Great Lord KreGenin.

 

La Fin, pour maintenant. (The End, for now.)

Redpath's Journals: Life Always Moves Forward (30)

My life changed greatly at this point. Daily training with all the household except Kestrel himself. So many meeting with Shal, Siren, Deas, Miss Hope, the four Captains, Steel, IchCui, Sara, and many more in a chaotic schedule that tested my speed. I did eventually have a sparring session with Cassis where I defeated her and from that point on, she could not surpass my still growing speed. I was in full control and could fight any of them, including the Captains and Miss Hope, to a standstill. My reputation upon Atlantis grew to have some seeking me out to learn from me. I did mostly turn them away honestly telling them that I have no time to have a student with all my duties. Until one day a mixed trio of an Atantian boy, a female fox pup, and a female bear cub countered my refusal with an offer.

“If your duties hold you back, place them upon our shoulders.” the boy said.

“Yes, we can run errands or deliver messages for you.” the bear offered.

“I am fast and strong, like my friends, so I can help with anything.” the fox added. I paused from walking away and slowly turned to face them. I scratched at my chin while purring mimicking Kestrel pensive moments.

“Does it have to be me that trains you only?” I asked as a planned formed in my mind. Our household was filled with good warriors that could assist them as well as myself. “Those that I have learned from might be willing to help give you training.” I hazarded slowly.

“We have heard that Lord Kestrel does not accept trainees nor does he actively train others anymore.” The fox returned quickly. I chuckled back with a nod.

“Lord Kestrel was not my only teacher.” I admitted to them. “I was trained by all of them in different styles.” I explained to them. “Sir Sertian is skilled with weapons of all kind, Lady Mekiliean uses staff and fists, while Sir Colêsträ uses dagger and deceptive techniques.” I continued. I saw the shocked look at offering to teach them deceptive fighting. “You cannot counter a deceptive maneuver if you do not know it exist.” I told them softly. “You need not fight dishonorably while facing a dishonorable opponent.” I added as their eyes started shining with possibilities.

“But will that teach us to be as fast as you?” the bear asked shyly.

“You will have chances facing me in training sessions but will also learn many more ways to be unique fighters in your own way.” I replied smiling. “And I am sure I can convince Lady Cassis Dēn to help you increase your speed through training with her troops.” I added as they smiled.

“Then you are willing to attempt training us?” the boy asked wide eyed.

“Yes, for two reasons.” I answered softly. “You offered a way to help and did not simple continue pushing for it on the principle that you deserved my training.” I explained slowly. “But I will need time to make these arrangement before you can start your lessons.” I cautioned them. They smiled and nodded as they thanked me for giving them a chance.

I discovered by researching their bloodline that the boy, Datched, was a distant nephew of one of the lower Council members seen as a child of lowly merchant from one of the satellite islands. He did not have the connection to join the Academy but had trained in one of the lower schools. He had a weak affinity for water magic but nothing else. A good boy who had few close friend but seemed well liked by most that know him. He lacked the natural skills to be a warrior being weak, clumsy, and slow. I saw Meli as becoming his main trainer adding in some minor medical knowledge, he would make a solid Militia Reserve candidate as a field medic.

The bear girl, Darch of the Small Paw clan, held back her great strength fearing to hurt others. Her clan was well ranked but she had fail her test to enter the Royal Cadets because of her fear holding her back. She also had good agility but lacked in speed which is not a major trait among the Ursus clans. Sert would be the best as her main trainer able to goad her into using more strength while teaching her to control it. Sert would also be able to help her with increasing her speed and ways to combine her strength and agility to give her speed bursts.

The fox girl, Serany of the Sand Footed troop was, like myself, from a rare smaller group within the larger division of the Ferret Guards. Her troop was ranked low within the Ferrets and her test had allowed her entry into the Royal Cadets but could not hide her emotions to a point at snapping back at her teacher. The reprimand she received had her challenging the instructor to be soundly defeated and expulsed from the Royal Cadets. She was described as hungry to improve while unable to conceal her thoughts or her emotions making her very hard to train normally and easy to read during combat. Her natural speed, dexterity, and strength was above average but no guile or cunning in her straightforward mind set. Cole could help her the most to hide her thoughts, and control her emotions.

I could not be sure in five years they would be ready but they deserved and earned a chance to learn and improve. If they worked hard, in five years I could make a request for them to be retested to be added, at the least, into to the Militia Reserves. Cassis would support this and even request for students that have trained with my group to join her squad. It was actually easier to convince the team to add them as part of their training sessions and directly instruct them for their best way to improve. Even Cassis was interested in them once I explained their skills and weaknesses as she mentioned she had the perfect partner to help them train like we did during our spare time.

I informed the three the next day having them meet me at Lord Kestrel’s residence for their fist lesson. Both Kestrel and my kestrel watched over them and, during one of our passing conversation, he told me I had select the proper trainer for each of them. I felt proud and confident from his words. He reminded me once that he could not have found them better teacher than I did. I was still busy but, with a trio of extra feet and hands, it made it easier. Like Kestrel had designated his team, I did the same with them. Datched ran Council messages from Kestrel and Cole, Darch ran messages for the Royals and the Guards from the household, and Serany did runs to and from the Royal Kitchens and the Healers’ Halls. All three assisted when supplies were need to be carried from the harbor to home or from the many new depositories within Atlantis.

I learned that Deas could mind speak one day as foreigners were acting aggressive with him. I never knew I could cross the island of Atlantis as quickly as my kestrel companion until that day. The mental scream for help had me flipping upon my heel to gaze around me until I realized it was a mental call. I focused my mind on the words: “Where are you?” I received an image from his eyes and I was upon the roof flying over Atlantis with my kestrel winging its way above me. I landed hard with a deep growl that had them step back in shock and fear.

“Leave or the Royal Guards will make you leave!” I snarled at them. I dd not know what had happened since I smelled the fear wafting from Deas. This young man was nearly an adult being close in age to Prince Bryan and Bryan’s best friend. The trio of foreigners looked at each other, then at me one last time, before running away. Their escape did not get them very far as Cassis squad came around the corner they were trying to retreat around.

“Hail Sir Kestrel, and thank you.” Cassis called out as her troops had the men bound and prepared to be marched away. “You have been warned about aggression having no place on Atlantis multiple times.” she reprimanded the men. I glanced back at Deas to give him a quick wink. “This was your last infraction toward Atlantian peace.” she continued. I saw the cold calculated smirk on her face. “You are being return to your lands and banned from returning to Atlantis for your lifetime.” she told them before dragging them towards a schooner of Atlantis. “I believe you can assist Engineer Deas back to the Academy, Sir Kestrel?” she added as they walked passed us.

“I am at the service of Atlantis through Lord Kestrel.” I answered. One of the men turn to look at me and fear reeked from him. I chuckled with a purr in my throat as I turned to Deas. “Seem that one knows the reputation of Lord Kestrel.” I remarked. “Are you ready to return to the Academy, friend Deas?” I added. He nodded to me looking flustered.

“I could not even defend myself.” he told me softly.

“Then stop avoiding Prince Bryan’s offer to help you train.” I returned easily. “Or visit Lord Kestrel house and join into are youth training program.” I suggested softly. ‘Whatever you decide, but if you feel weak than you should become stronger.” I explained. “If not for yourself then to be a strong right hand for your friend Bryan.” I added in a near whisper.

“I am trained to fight but they flustered me with their aggressive behavior.” he admitted with a sigh.

“Discuss it with Cole and his part-time student, Serany, since she has the opposite problem.” I suggested. “Learn from her as she learns to control her emotions from you.” I told him. “You can overcome any weakness with the proper helpful advisor.” I added in a soft purr. He nodded and laughed. The next session had Deas and Serany sitting with Cole and training with him. Deas showed he was skilled and stayed for all three of my students sparring sessions encouraging and participating on the field. He became the a regular and yes, even he improved with all of them.

I must admit that the real reason I got those three students was to give them something else to think about than simply worrying about Kestrel’s condition. I just needed them to stay calm and preoccupied for these five years before word of the peace treaty with Lemuria being a reality. Only three months had passed while I saw my students grow quickly into solid warriors for Atlantis, or was it for the exodus that was going to happen. I was resting in my perch feigning sleep while Chichi and Kestrel sat in the garden drinking strong liquor.

“The world can protect itself a bit longer.” he stated to the chef. Silence and possibly a gaze upon me to check if I was listening. “Just accept my decision and wait to hear with all the others, Brother Famine.” he stated. I felt it was spoken more as an indirect order than a casual request.

“You have been rather quiet and remaining home more often than ever before.” Chichi answered tension in his voice. “I am not the first Famine that has fallen to the wayside but you have always led us without changing.” he explained quietly. This information I filed away knowing that the others had handed their mantle of power before but never Kestrel. I could understand his tension but founded it shortsighted on his side. “Is it truly your time to step aside for a new generation to take up your torch of leadership?” he whispered. The word touched my ears adding to this thought of his ignorance that even Kestrel needed to pass on his position eventually.

“All things must change eventually.” Kestrel replied. “Everything has been prepared and my Squire stands by my side knowing what his duties will be.” he explained slowly and softly. I sensed his gaze on me but continued feigning sleep. “And only he can save this world from something much worse than they might ever be able to face.” he concluded. The chef’s eyes moved to me for but a moment and heard the quick intake of breath from him.

“You mean he is...” Chichi exhaled unable to voice his complete thought. “But he is...” he continued haltingly. I felt his eyes return to me much harder than before. It was a judgmental touch on my skin while I remained silent and immobile while my slow rhythmic rising chest of feigned sleep with a soft snore purring out of me. “He is seen as an oddity among the Royal Guards because of his unnatural speed.” he continued slowly. “He bested a wind mage that geared all her skills towards celerity.” he mentioned. “With your abilities, he will make lightning seem slow.” he concluded. I heard the shiver from his clothing crinkling as a scent of fear reached my nose from him.

“So he will be able to put all of you in your place?” Kestrel replied followed by a deep chuckle. “His quick body has a quick mind which will be of use to all of you with the future I have seen.” he told the chef. His confidence was palpable in the air around me. I heard a soft sigh from Chichi before their conversation returned to mundane unimportant chatter. I help Kestrel to his room after the little chef had left. They both were swaying from the drink but I did not move until the other was gone. I bid Kestrel a good night receiving a mumbled thanks and my night was done.

As every night since he asked me to be his Squire, my night was spent in a living dream. I had not seen beyond the oval room and circular temple where they sat as a pillar of purest light. I stood in a vigil by this light as they spoke and instructed me about all things from the past into the future they wished for. It was not a flowing view of history but set points when the actions of Kestrel, as Brother Order, and his selected family had acted to prevent the path going in the wrong direction. They were showing me why they were needed and why they existed. I would awake the next morning refresh and calm while, somewhere in the back of my mind, I digested all this information given to me nightly.

I did notice the odd change in Miss Hope’s behavior towards me. The eye inspection had turned into her shyly avoiding looking directly at me the few times I was the one escorting Kestrel to the Queen’s tower. Her increased friendliness toward Kestrel was also noted but it was more as she saw him as her closest confidant than anything romantic. I did hear her whispers to Kestrel and his advice to her. What I did learn was how the Holy Queen was spiraling farther towards what could only be called madness. My mind returned to the tales of the Usurper Queen that left the Royal Guards in this mixed animal and human form hearing of our beloved Queen’s delusions.

Four years of training and helping with our duties in Kestrel’s household had my students finally gaining the position that was best for them and made them happy. Datched was the first to graduate gaining both a position within Cassis’ squad and as a trainee in the Healers’ Halls. He balanced his duties between these two groups while still getting in practice sessions with Meli and myself. Within another six months, he was being called the lead, and only, medical support for Cassis’ squad and gained the respect from his team mates.

Serany was the second to gain her position but it was not within the Feral Guard divisions. She received, thanks to Cole’s request, an offer to the Council Guards who were creating a mix division to act as go-between themselves and the Royal Guards. She had learned to be less easy to read but still was not perfect yet, as she herself admitted. She would spend most of her spare time assisting, practicing, and still training with Cole never feeling she was good enough for the position she had received. Her speed had increased to be one of the fastest among the Ferret Guards bloodline but still could not match Cassis or myself in celerity. She was happy but still doubted in her own skills but never held back without showing a hint of her doubts.

Darch did not follow in the same veins as the other but still gained her own success. Her ability to fight without needing to fully use her strength had her looking into other types of work that would suit her slower abilities. Her strength was her limitless power carrying multiples weight upon her back easily without it interfering her mobility or lower speed. She started helping on the docks and was seen as a powerhouse mover of supplies and goods arriving or leaving Atlantis’ harbor. Her helping became her work and she was happy since she could also defend the great weight she carried. She would spar occasionally with Sert but mostly visited to talk between her work shifts on the docks of Atlantis.

Deas was not always present or as active during his time visiting and sparring with the others. He was helpful to the others but his reaction to other three acting aggressive had him freezing up. Nothing we attempted to tell him or tried during the sparring seemed to prevent him blanking into a passive scared young man. Even when he had been aggressive prior to the back lash, his personality shifted instantly when challenged back. Serany seemed to gravitate to this shy submissive reaction and often acted aggressive before patting his head and calling him cute. This did continued until I learned from Prince Bryan that his friend was spoken for and claimed by some fox girl of the new Council mixed Guard squad. I only let a purring chuckle out at this. It was true that she would not let other women or girls approach him as she would easily scare them away from the man she claimed was her future mate.

Then the day came as we stood together upon the dock waiting for the arrival of the Leviathan carrying the Peace Ambassadors from Lemuria. Whispers behind us drew my attention and that of Kestrel as the Captains whispered to our companions and indirectly to me. The words were mentioning worries about Lord Kestrel’s state but he seemed to ignore them at first.

“I shall be fine.” he rebuked them over his shoulder. “Saving my energies for the revelry to come.” he added with a smile on his face. I glanced at him and the others flashing all of them a smile. When he straightened, I saw the shimmering swirling of air announcing the arrival of the Leviathan. This went mostly unnoticed as the worried whispers continued behind us as I stood at Kestrel’s side.

“Since I saw him heal that child, he has been weakening but there is no cause or ailment present.” Meli whispered to the Captains.

“I believe he bent a rule imposed on him by the Ones that sent him to us.” Sert added to another Captain quietly.

“And they punish him by leaving him slowly die?” Cole snorted out. He did not hide his words or thoughts to everyone present. “Something else must have happened to degenerate him so thoroughly.” he countered bluntly. I had heard enough as I took a deep breath into me to speak.

“Things are as he has foreseen them.” I stated hard. “He always told Miss Hope that he would not be the one fighting for Atlantis in his prophetic vision of our future darkness.” I gently reminded them. My head turned to meet the Captains eyes over the head of my trio of companions backing us. I saluted them individually while receiving a nod in return. This was simply born from the respect I had earn from them when showing my prowess while continuing my life as a plain Honor Guard and teacher at Kestrel’s side.

“Do you truly believe this, young Kestrel?” Captain Curd asked seriously. He did not whisper, purr, nor growl as he voiced this question.

“I believe in Lord Kestrel knowing what must be done if everything goes wrong upon Atlantis.” I answered looking directly in his eyes. “He stays, feigning weakness, to be the most potent shield and sword of Atlantis.” I concluded bluntly. I bowed in formal feline fashion to Captain Curd before turning to face the Leviathan lowering its gangplank in place to disembark.

“Best we keep this to ourselves and let him play his role as he has planned it.” Captain Rez grumbled at us. The sound of a quiet thunk of wood meeting wood announced the plank was connected to the dock. I step forward with Kestrel to greet our honored guests but even that turned into an unexpected scene to confuse and rejoice everyone present upon the dock and the Leviathan.

Redpath's Journals: Cole, Love, and Correspondence (20)

Keeping my eyes on Cole was not exactly easy considering everything else I was trying to gain knowledge about. He did not seem to have a problem letting me escort him directly into meetings claiming I was just the house cat. It was annoying being treated as such a negligible being but it got me into places without sneaking around which was oddly pleasant. I was standing with Cole in Burdish’s study only a few hours after Kestrel had departed when the first bit of information was revealed.

“She maybe viewed as a disgrace but Shala Meuse has been more helpful than hindrances so far.” Burdish admitted softly.

“Her daily visits to the healer’s apothecary shop has been seen as worrisome.” Cole remarked. I did not mention my information regarding her visits seeing where this would lead.

“She’s preventing herself from getting pregnant unlike the other concubines our King plays with.” Burdish retorted. Cole simply nodded back to him. Misinformation I was not corrected. Shal was dosing all the concubines with tea containing those herbs to prevent pregnancy and terminate the early stages. She may be his first concubine but she did not want his seed spreading in the world.

“Would she have another reason considering the amount she collects?” Cole stated softly. “I have heard from Lady Mekiliean that it does taste very good in teas.” he continued pensively. “Do the King’s concubine share a tea time together?” he asked softly. He gave me quick look and a wink. Burnish seemed to think about it for a moment before shrugging.

“I will have to ask about that.” he answered. Cole had lead the Council member to a realization he had just made himself. He excused himself for us to head home with his duties completed. Barely a street from the Council Chambers, Cole turned to me arresting our walk.

“None of the concubines have gotten pregnant since coming to Atlantis.” he stated to me. “Is that odd when learning of her herbal purchases?” he asked me directly. I shrugged and smiled at him. “This is her doing.” he added as a small smile formed on his face. He started walking once more whistling a merry tune under his breath. I said nothing falling in step next to him. How quickly his mind caught on all this information and came to a conclusion I already knew was amazing but scary as well. My return home with Cole was delayed unfortunately as a squad of mixed cadet with their leader requested my time. What I thought would be a sparring session was turned into a discussion with a much older cadet.

“Yes, I am much older than the regular cadet” the woman that looked mostly human stated to me. She had the scent of cougar to which matched the features I noted on her. “I was a student at the magical institute but still wish to gain basic training.” she informed me. “I am Cassis of the Dēn bloodline.” she introduced herself in a near whisper. She looked shy now that she had revealed her name.

“Daughter of Nä'Tash-Dēn, correct?” I asked casually. She nodded slowly and leery. “Well meet first mage of Feral blood.” I replied smiling at her. I bowed to her quickly. “I am Kestrel of the Redpath clan, and presently House Cat for the Envoy, Lord Kestrel.” I told her. Her eyes went wide and a smile bloomed on her face followed with a purring giggle. “Atlantis is small allowing friends of Lord Kestrel to meet easily.” I added softly.

“If you are done, I asked you to spar with her because of your unnatural speed, young Kestrel.” the squad leader stated to us. “Even our senior cadets have issues following her magical speed enhancements.” he explained to me as we stood there. “Good luck.” he added to both of us. He stepped back and signaled for us to start while the other cadets, most younger than either of us, watched from the side.

We took positions facing each other looking for signs of an attack. The first tentative attacks were swift but hardly as fast as I could move. Our claws remained hidden as our fists, elbows, knees, and twisting bodies moved increasing our speed. As the spectacle reached the speed of the senior cadets, a gasped sounded from the cadets as we moved even faster. Strike, block, counter, counter-block, and so on as we went through all the standard attack forms of the Feral Royal Guards’ cadets. We bounced back to our side of the field with smiles while breathing hard.

“I pushed all my air abilities to keep up, it was amazing!” she stated happily.

“Ready for more?” I asked purring. “Maybe moves not taught to cadets?” I added quickly. She nodded as she pounced forward.

The second session was more playful as while she blocked my two paws, my knee touched her body in a firm tap. We moved apart and pounced at each other again, my knee meeting hers but missing my instep drop sweeping her legs from under her. I moved back as she spun back to her feet quickly barely making contact to the ground. Every new attack, she learned and countered before actually attempting them back against me. Our feet barely touched the ground as we continued these new techniques increasing our speed even faster. She eventually lost but it was close until I ended up behind her pressing her into the ground. I tapped the sand only a moment after her before moving back. She stood turning to face me with a smile.

“As annoyed as having lost, this was the greatest training session I have ever had.” she remarked. She bowed in a warriors salute towards me. “Thank you for not holding back on a pretend cadet.” she added laughing with joy. I noticed a human stood aside from the cheering cadets staring at her with a smile.

“I believe it is not only the cadets impressed by your skills.” I returned breathing hard. “And thank you for a good chance to test my limits.” I added purring harshly. I motioned her to the lone human making her face turn red with blush.

“Toma!” she exclaimed. She moved to the edge of the training field with only the short wooden fence as barrier between them. “I thought you would be busy.” she hesitantly muttered to him. “Wind magic is not very helpful to healing or building but...” she tried explaining turning redder by the moment. He bopped her forehead with a lone finger before gently caressing her face. In front of everyone present, he leaned in to rub his cheek against hers before pulling back to smile at her.

“Your mother already told me you wanted to get marshal training because of your magical gifts.” the boy spoke softly. He would have been seen as an adult in the outside world but here, he was about a hundred and forty years old and about a decade, or so, younger than Cassis. “Have I ever prevented you following your heart or your mind?” he asked so very softly to her. “You did not question my decision to join the metallurgy apprentices with my fire skills, right?” he added as she stared blankly at him. I had slowly drifted towards them as they spoke.

“Seems he truly understands and accepts you as you do for him.” I stated softly. “Hello, I am Kestrel of the Redpath clan.” I introduced myself to the elder boy. I held out a hand to him which he took slowly in a quick but firm handshake. “You must be a very close friend to Cassis Dēn.” I continued not worrying about his name. “Was she using her winds properly from your magical knowledge?” I added with a smile.

“Toma, and her control over winds is amazingly beautiful.” he replied slowly. He was having problems looking away from her to converse with me. I chuckled purring at them gaining a blush on Toma’s face nearly as bright as Cassis’.

“You do make a very cute couple but still nowhere as wonderful as Dia and myself.” I whispered in a purr to them. She reached out to pull Toma’s face close to hers brushing her cheek to his.

“How did I get such a good man in my life?” she purred as she caressed his face.

“By being such a wonderful woman.” he answered in a whisper. He reached out to caress her face tilting his head forward to touch foreheads together. “Do what you need to make yourself happy as long as you are still mine.” he added.

“Always.” she purred back. I could heard the possessive stress she placed in that single word to him.

“I believe this session is done for her.” I remarked to the squad leader. His chuckle meet my ear before he order the other cadets to team up and spar with each other. He did not move to stop Toma and Cassis innocent show of affection but I felt this affection was much deeper than either of them understood fully. Their actions and words reminded me of my time with Dia in her garden. So innocent but also so deeply important to both of us. I will need to send her another letter soon.

With this my request by the cadet squad leader was accomplished, I was slowly heading home for the day. A few surprises waited for me as I entered the garden, Cole had set a covered tray of food for me with three letter scrolls sitting beside it. “The House Cat deserves a good meal for his work today.” read the note signed by Cole. I did check the garden to see if he was hidden there watching but I was alone. Raising the cover from the tray showed his attempt at cooking which did not smell bad but looked questionable. A quick sniff did prove it edible so I ate while reading the letters from Diadem, Hawke, and oddly Reina.

Dearest Kestrel,

I have decided to follow your advice and find a young orphan to raise as an heir. I know it was a low option upon your list of advice but I will be with no other man than you, my furry Knight. I have thought this fully and discussed with Artea who agrees and accept my decision that my heart, my soul, my body are yours. Until you come to claim my maidenhood, I will be a lone Queen with an adoptive heir. I hope you can understand and accept this decision I have made since my love for you will burn in my heart until I die. Artea told me you would be happy receiving my letter and not protest my choice to always be yours only. She also said you would understand and accept just because it is coming from me. I love you so much and miss you dearly, but I understand why we cannot be a normal couple of lovers. Hopefully in my next life, I will find you and be able to be with you for that whole life. I will end my letter to you here, my one and only love. Until we can meet again, make sure to write to me, please?

Queen Diadem, your Dia.

My heartbeat was fast in my chest and pounding in my ears as I read and reread her letter. With all the distance between us, I felt her arms wrapped tightly around me holding me tightly to her body. In human years, she was a child in comparison, but in Atlantian lifespans, I was the child. If Dia had been born in Atlantis, we would be exactly like Cassis and Toma, but this would bring forth a different set of problems. The prejudice still existed between the Royal Guards bloodline and the regular citizens of Atlantis. It had reduced greatly from the first days of our curse, but still existed. It was a rare event when the regular Atlantian bonded with the feral bloodline of the Royal Guards. As rare as a Royal Guard having magical affinity which gave them a chance to be together. I then turned to the first letter from the Cavalier-Knight Hawke.

Sorry for not writing earlier my friend and brother,

But having two wives has kept me rather busy between hunting down bandits and keeping hostile creatures away from the village, as well. I miss having your help some days with the hunts. Your nose would be a great assistance to tracking some of the things I have had to face. Hannah and Sasha send you their love and eternal gratitude getting me to stop being an idiot. You deserve this gratitude and much more for helping me to see the right path that I stupidly resisted and refused to admit existed. The staff at Rouge’s miss their purring fur ball mostly because they did not all get a chance to pet you. Deidra asked me an odd question yesterday. She asked if you forgave her. Did she do something I did not know about? She will not tell me why she asked that question but refuses to simply send you a letter to ask you herself. She does seem rather regretful of whatever she did so I told her you had forgiven her which brightened her day. I hope you do not mind me doing this but I doubt you would keep a grudge if you saw the regret in her eyes. I do suggest you visit within the next two to three years. I will have either nephews, nieces, or maybe one of each to introduce to you, Uncle Kestrel. Yes, both wives are pregnant and cannot wait to introduce our children to you the man who made it all happen. I will let you go now since I have field to tend to and a patrol of the village needing to be done. Until we speak again, good luck and please visit!

Hawke, Brother Knight of Queen Diadem

Barely a year together and he was already making a family for himself. I will have to explain Deidra’s request for forgiveness without giving him the fully details. All I would have him know and repeat directly to Rouge’s daughter is how I understood why she chose me and she has my forgiveness without her needing to ask for it. My eyes shifted to the letter from Reina but waited before reading it. I reread Hawke’s letter feeling the teasing comments and him making light of difficulties he faces as his normal self. This was the Cavalier that befriended a strange beast of a boy and became a true companion and friend. It was the same sibling behavior Sert and Meli showed to each other and to a lesser extend how Sert acted towards Cole and myself. No, they did not and would not trust Colêsträ but accepted his presence and help when needed. With a sigh and my meal complete, I finally turned to the last letter, Reina’s letter.

Kestrel of the Redpath clan, Honor Guard, Squire, and Knight.

I must send you words as things are getting odder daily in my present lands. Most of the provisions, products, and treasures have been moving from the inner lands to all the sea ports. Word from those cities and town are that new granaries and vaults are being built daily to accommodate for the influx of supplies. They do not understand why this is happening but are not stopping the flow into their hands. The populous is living frugally with the bare minimum but seem to accept it. I am worried from these events but cannot find a reason for it happening. My research have come up with only a mess of rumors that none have proven as truth. Explaining this to the populous and guards have not changed what is happening. They seem to ignore what is happening. The nobles are not untouched by these events as they have also been moving their supplies out to the harbor towns and port cities. I feel impotent at helping the humans being so blatantly forced into living with the minimum requirements. I know you are far away but any advice would be dearly appreciated. Do not ask me why something effecting humans has me so invested. Just understand that I must help them since this is the land I have chosen to live within. I thank you for any wise advice but do not ask me to ignore this.

Reina

This letter did bring back that mystery in my mind. I had no advice that could help her but, like herself, I felt compelled to help. I ran through all the information we had discuss while on the dock about this oddness. Nothing could be added to her knowledge to help solve the issue unless a magical source that Meli had not noticed. It felt like a vain idea considering how talented Meli was with magic. If the source was not upon the citizen but within their homes, Meli might not have felt the magic compulsion. I will suggest this to Rena with an explanation that the populous we meet in the harbor town did not have magic upon them. The other option that came to my mind was something understood but frown upon in Atlantis: hypnotism. I will suggest it as a secondary possibility but I could not understand why this was being done. With this I climbed up into my tree perch to curl up and sleep for the night.

As dawn started to color the sky, I heard the door creak open. Cole entered to place a pot of tea and pair of cups before disappearing. He returned with a new tray placing a plate upon one bench with a second plate on the other bench. He filled the two cups and moved to sit be the bench opposite to the one that had a filled cup and plate supposedly for me. I ponced down beside the bench and sat looking at him. He motioned for us to eat without saying a word. Breaking fast was a silent event within the garden with both of us simply being in each others company.

Redpath's Journals: Meals, Plans, and a Potential Ally (19)

I watched them leave before scrambling up and along the wall to drop into the garden in a safe spot. I did vaguely heard Kestrel speaking as my feet bounced along the top edge on the wall and landing by the bench Meli sat upon. With a quick salute to Lord Kestrel, I took my place beside Meli. I glanced toward Deas wondering if having one of the Prince’s friends joining us was odd but would not question Kestrel’s decision.

“Chichi did add a glass and plate for you Deas.” he remarked to him. “Join us.” he continued. Deas stared at us but did not move from his place by the door. “I truly doubt the chef would want you starving on such a wonderful day.” Kestrel added with a chuckle. Deas jumped and moved after a few more minutes of resistance. He sat quietly staring at his feet on a newly formed bench between Sert and Kestrel. This was shyness that could not be allowed to remain in place even if he remained silent.

“You don’t speak much.” I remarked to him. I moved to him with a plate and a glass for him. He looked slightly shocked as our eyes met. “Just sip it slowly like wine and it should not affect you negatively especially if you are eating as well.” I explained to him. I had gotten a sniff of this sake and knew it was strong but not overly problematic with food. I gave him one last closed mouth smile before returning to my perch beside Meli. He gave everyone a quick nervous glance but his heartbeat slowed to a more natural pace. He did remain silent but did eat and listen to the conversation around him.

“When are we escaping Cole and Royal duties, oh great Royal Advisor?” Meli asked with a soft giggle. The hushed laughter waved around the inner walls of the garden.

“I’m surprised you did not call him Flower this time.” Sert remarked with a smirk at her. A softer laugh echoed as Meli and Kestrel scoffed at the comment.

“Need you two start this again?” he retorted calmly. “We have the issues with the Ice Dragons once you explain what is supposedly happening, Meli.” he stated to her. “Cole’s dislike of cold weather will keep him away from us.” he concluded awaiting her reply.

“Word from the village’s headman speaks of passive Ice Dragons attacking the village and surrounding areas.” she informed us quickly. “But no injured villagers has the headman requesting a research mission.” she added with a half shrug. Kestrel nodded his agreement to this odd request.

“Visiting this village will also give me a chance to verify on a small personal matter near that area.” he returned calmly. I could see in Sert’s and Meli’s eyes the excitement of a new adventure but I also knew, I would not be going with them this time. My duties lied in watching over the events in Atlantis during their absence.

“A personal matter?” the two excitedly chimed in.

“Yes.” Kestrel replied with a sigh. “I must check a sealed gate.” he continued slowly. “You may accompany me part of the way but this is a duty only I can accomplish.” he informed them directly. “Royal duties should be dealt with tomorrow morning, allowing us to depart within a day or two.” he added softly.

“Have you recovered enough for this?” I asked in a purring whisper to him. All eyes turned to him with a hint of worry on their face. Kestrel smiled brightly at them before replying with a nod and words.

“I will be fully recovered from my mistake in that village before we leave here again.” he assured us. I held back the jubilation at these words unlike Meli and Sert that relaxed instantly. I mostly held my tongue allowing them to discuss their plans and what they required for this adventure into the frozen lands to the south. My orders to remain in Atlantis did eventually come but I had already knew this was an adventure for the senior members only. As we parted after the meal, I assisted Deas to place the empty platters, plates, glasses, and bottles upon the handcart for him to return it all to the kitchens.

Lord Kestrel decided to tour Atlantis while his team prepared their items and gear for exploring the southern reaches of the world. I followed but did not stay in the shadows at time walking beside him. We did not truly talk as he made sure Atlantis knew he was still open and available to them with his new role of Royal Advisor. He did appear fully recovered but was this still in part what had happened between him and Lacona, or the actual power of Atlantis healing him. We returned home to be ushered into the dining hall where the fully household retinue waited for us to join them. The celebratory feast was a lavished mixture of different meals from Atlantis and with a small medley of worldly delicacies from all over. The friendly but derisive snaps back and forth between Meli and Cole were held within the edge of annoyance but no true angry words exchanged. Cole did glance half in surprise that I was included with the entourage but as I ate with dignity he seemed to mostly accept my presence at the table. Sert bantered about possible sparring sessions with Cole which I had already witness a few in the past that seemed very pleasant for both of them. I did hazard a request to join their sparring sessions if they allowed the house cat to join. Sert agreed easily while Cole gave me another curious glance but did not outwardly refuse my request.

They talked long after the empty plates and platters were removed from the table while much lighter drink was still flowing slowly. As they retired for bed, Meli asked me where I planned to sleep this night. I simply told her I would be in the garden in my favorite perch for my rest. She looked at me worried but did not offer an alternative place to spend the night. With all of them safely in their rooms, I was sat upon the wall of the garden looking towards the Royal Enclave of Atlantis. The light of the Heartstone of Atlantis bathed the area with a soft bluish-white light giving it a permanent twilight environment over night.

My feet hit soundlessly upon the road as I moved towards the central core of Atlantis. I could not be sure I was not being silly or foolish by listening to a pair of foxes but I felt compelled to do this. I did stay closer to the shadows while I moved slowly in the darkness of the coming night. It felt odd only noticing a handful of Royal Guards patrolling the central areas. I did not attempt hiding from them greeting them with a silent nod or a salute to the higher ranked Feral Guards. Even with my uncommon armor, they did not seem to have a problem with my presence floating through these prestigious enclave.

“Seems my kin did get a message to you.” a voice whispered from a shadow up wind from me. I gazed into the shadow allowing my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. A foxed shaped figure stood a touch taller than me with a cloaked human beside them. The vixen that stepped from the shadows was truly taller than me with midnight colored fur which is not typical for foxes. As the being accompanying her stepped forward, the scent of heavy perfume tickled my nostrils and told me who this was: the King’s concubine. She was cloaked perfectly hiding herself from head to toes but her scent was unmistakable. “From the snarl on your face, you know who stands with me.” the black vixen softly said.

“Yes, but why is the only question I have.” I returned in a hushed growl. “But first, proper introductions while I calm myself.” I added reigning in my reactions to her perfumed.

“Munin’s perfume selection is quite horrible.” the concubine stated. A slender white hand reached out from under the cloak towards me. I last saw that hand holding a hand crossbow but was held openly to me now. “My name is Shala Meuse, but with you it will be Shala.” she added holding her hand out to me. I took it gently in my padded paw of a hand to shake it. The soft giggle showed she accepted this simple human action.

“Kestrel.” I returned with a slow nod of my head in greeting. I still waited to discover this odd fox’s identity.

“They sent the outcast fox, Siren of the Lashed Wolf Pack, to watch over the idiot’s concubine.” the fox revealed without a hint of anger or annoyance. “Well met Kestrel of the Redpath clan.” she continued calmly. I felt her touch at my chin before her cheek brushed along mine. “Better to greet you in feline fashion than anything else.” she added. Her touch had been firm but not forceful at my chin to allow her rubbing cheeks with me.

“You raised a weapon in Munin’s defensive, which I must thank you.” Shala whispered. We had placed ourselves in a tight triangle at the edges of the shadows. “His death at a foreigner’s hand would not be seen as a bad event for Atlantis.” she remarked. “It’s why the Royal Guards did not move to stop that possibility from happening.” she added calmly.

“Too many other problems would arise from such an action.” I remarked with a huffing growl.

“She does not see that yet but is not foolishly remaining blind.” Siren replied slowly.

“If he dies, Annianka can be with her true King.” Shala interjected. The vixen groaned at this comment.

“Prince Bryan would be tossed aside, and so would all of Munin’s playthings including yourself Shala.” I warned her. “Do you truly wish to be tossed on a foreign shore with nothing but the clothing on your back?” I asked sightly blunter than I meant. A bark of laughter escaped Siren at my summation of the situation. “Better to have him step down eventually to allow Princess Sara and Prince Bryan to co-rule Atlantis with honor.” I added with a small toothy smirk.

“You believe he would give up the power of being the King of Atlantis?” Shala retorted. “I understand waiting could give Prince Bryan a chance to show his nobility that his father lacks but the lot of us that he dragged along to satisfy his debased needs have no value.” she stormed forward verbally. “I have no place because of that degenerate man.” she added. Siren’s hand was around her shoulders instantly.

“I will still follow and protect you, silly woman.” Siren purred at her. I sighed softly as all my annoyance melted away.

“You will make sure she stays safe, Siren?” I asked. She looked at me and nodded. “I will inform Lord Kestrel of our two mystery allies that could sway King Munin’s thoughts indirectly.” I told them. “But for now, why did you decide to call upon me?” I added in a more casual tone.

“Of all the Royal Guard clans, you are the first other than Miss Hope to select your duties personally.” Siren admitted softly. “One of two that could see a half-breed can have merit among the Royal Guards.” she continued in a nearly inaudible whisper. She was hiding her words from the one she guarded to protect this woman. An insane thought had me taking a chance by placing a firm hand at her chin. As our cheeks touched, I whispered a lone question to her.

“Do you love her?”

“What?” she yapped pulling back. She stared into my eyes trying to find words to answer my question. “I...do...not...know.” she breathed out in a slow halting way.

“Close enough.” I exclaimed with a smirk. The warning sound of a higher pitched chuckle told me another had joined this conversation from the Ferret Guards. The step was light even if the nails clicked on the marble walkway.

“And good enough for my big brother to vouch for you as a member of the Ferret Guards.” Khëndrâèl stated as he stood beside me. “The squad leader was worried for no reason when the foxes wanted time alone with you, young Redpath.” he continued casually. “You are, in Captain Jäzærha's eyes, a fox even with your lupus mixed blood.” he told her. “As for yourself, kitten, any of the Captains would give you an honorary place in their squads, little Knight.” he added.

“A Knight?” Shal remarked shocked. “I thought the armor was a...” she tried but could not finish her words.

“A help return a Princess back to her Throne to be their Queen.” I informed them briefly. I knew it sounded both silly and unrealistic because of how simplified my explanation was. “The Queen who knighted me gave this armor as a personal gift to me.” I continued keeping an annoyed growl from my voice. Before I could say more, Siren did the cheek rub once more adding the question I had whispered to her. “Yes!” I exclaimed. Her eyes went wide while Khën chuckled beside me.

“And your duties can remain as they are Siren since someone needs to keep Munin focused on his duties.” he remarked. He bowed to Shala and drifted away without anything else said.

“Why do I feel drafted as a soldier?” Shala returned to us.

“More like a good influence that watches over a fool.” Siren replied with a soft giggle. “But we should all be returning home for some sleep this night.” she added quietly.

“May I request an odd favor from our feline Knight?” Shala whispered hesitantly.

“If it is within my power, I will give it proper consideration.” I replied easily.

“I wish to rub cheeks with you as well.” she asked in a small quiet voice. “I know my perfume is horrible but I wish to experience what seem the most innocent and pleasant greeting.” she continued slightly bolder.

“It is a rather odd request coming from a human.” Siren stated slowly. She looked at me unsure if she should allow this to happen.

“You would be exposing your face to all that might be passing by.” I warned her gently. I looked back to Siren as we both shrugged towards each other undecided. “I will accept this but only this once from you.” I answered feigning calmness. This was an action that Diadem was the only human to receive it prior to this moment. Shala’s hood was pulled back as she stepped hesitantly forward. She placed a hand on my one cheek and slowly rubbed her cheek along the exposed one.

“I love Siren” she whispered into my ear. She pulled away slowly with a small smile on her face. “Now you know why I needed to do this, yes?” she told me. She pulled the hood back firmly in place to hide her face in shadows. I had caught the hint of blush upon her cheek before the shadows made her disappear.

“Completely.” I replied. I gave Siren a knowing smirk before bowing to both of them and drifting away into the shadows. Many different thought floated around my mind as I neared what was now my home. Shala admitting that she loved Siren while knowing the fox had feelings for her as well made me think about Dia. I nearly missed the squawk as I landed upon the wall at the same moment a harpy landed beside my perch. She place the scroll at my feet then bent her head forward to receive head scratches. Purring chuckles rolled out of me as I idle scratched the harpy’s feathery head. “Thank you.” I whispered to her. I collected the message I had received from my helpful harpy friends.

I did not try reading the missive until I was in my place in the bow of the tree I slept peacefully in. I unrolled it wondering if it was from Dia, Deidra, or maybe Rouge but I was looking at a message from Artea. It was mostly a simple report of the event to the southern edge by the mountain pass. It mentioned the life-like statues that would be left to hold lanterns to light the passage at night but no suspicions that they were once alive. I debated telling her the truth but they could not truly help them anyways. She also explained that the lands for our Royal Guards vacation lands were already being prepared and the citizens of those two areas were more than happy to receive my kind and kin into their lands. The last part was telling me how brave and strong Dia was behaving even if she missed me deeply. She also mentioned that Queen Diadem hoped I would be the one bringing the Royal Guards personally to her land with a chance for a visit together. I sighed considering how impossible this would be with my duties towards Lord Kestrel. I drifted to sleep and dreamed of future times with Dia. I awake hearing the growls of Miss Hope in the foyer. I did not need to see her to know her annoyance was edging into anger. I could not wait to listen how this would turn out. I moved to enter the foyer from the garden door to find her standing there fuming.

“You seemed perturbed this sunny morning, Lady Hope.” I greeted her with barely the hint of a smile on my face. My tail had wrapped itself at my waist and leg to hide my nervousness. She glared and growled at me sending a shiver of icy cold down my spine. I shrunk before her but kept my eyes upward to meet hers. Her growl remained as one hand had my chin in a tight grip. Her growled died in her throat as her eyes went wide for a barely a moment before she shook her head releasing me.

“Go play guard somewhere else, please.” she asked in a growl. “Lord Kestrel will not be needing a shadow today.” she added in that same growling voice. I sighed and nodded to her drifting towards the kitchen to see if Meli had started boiling water for morning tea. The kitchen was empty so I took it upon myself to prepare the kettle for tea. I was at least able to hear when Kestrel come downstairs and left with Miss Hope. When Meli arrived a few minutes later, she was happy seeing the water ready and I informed her of Kestrel’s departure with Miss Hope. It was after the noontime meal when Kestrel returned alone. While he prepared the team to leave to the southern lands, I assured him I would keep an eye on Cole. I carried most of their heavier supplies to the harbor for them to be placed onboard the Herald that was quickly re-provisioning itself for Lord Kestrel’s next adventure. The rest of the day was spent exploring Atlantis and practicing with Cole and some of the mixed Guard groupings.