The Gyfted

Wake up

It had been several weeks since the meeting and the event on the island had happened. Aistel and Aedrofer had been trying to figure out ways to unlock her memories with no luck.

"This is so annoying." She groaned loudly.

Aedrofer smiled at her and signed. "It is but we must keep going. Finding your memories is our only chance at finding your staff."

Aistel glanced at her phone and saw that Tons had sent her several text in the last hour. Going through them, she read that he was doing even worse than she was in terms of getting connected to Vishnu.

"What are his chances of even getting Vishnu's attention, let alone getting Vishnu to speak to him?" She asked.

"Not high at all. That's why he must find his weapons. I, however, have no idea what his weapons are. I just know they are covered in gold and he should be able to sense them when he is close to them. It is said they landed in India when he lost them." Aedrofer said.

"Well that's not very helpful is it! I can ask some of the elders but they don't like to talk about the old gods. Fisle could possible get more information but they probably won't give it to him either..." Sebastian said. He had been accompanying Aistel and Aedrofer at the request of Castian, who could not come along due to Fisle having him come to the High Elves homeland.

Irene had also come along, at the request of Tons. He didn't believe Aedrofer when he said that Aistel and him were siblings. So he had Irene follow them to ensure there was no funny business. Irene however had been preoccupied with the fact her boyfriend had dumped her.

Aistel knew something was bothering Irene and hugged her. Irene gasped but then smiled when she realized it was Aistel hugging her from behind. "You scared me, you Amazon woman." She giggled.

"Stop thinking about that jerk already." Aistel scoffed.

"Thats hard Aistel. I thought he actually liked me." Irene signed.

"Sebastian likes you. Like, a lot. You should give him a chance." Aistel said blankly.

"Maybe.." Irene hestiated.

She glanced over to Sebastian. He had grown his hair out over the months and it just made him even more beautiful. Irene was also growing out her hair but being human, she didn't see much of a difference in length.

"Faefolk hair sure does grow fast." She whispered to herself.

Aistel and Aedrofer both still heard her but decided it was best to pretend they did not hear her. Aedrofer decided to try and change the subject. "So We probably need to head to England. I've heard tales that the English royal family has many many items in their treasure trove that may not truly be theirs. We might find a clue to Aistel's staff or the staff itself." He said loudly catching everyone's attention.

"Oh that would make sense, they are thieves." Sebastian stated.

"How so?" Asked Irene.

"They took whatever they wanted. Accepted gifts from their high ranking officials all the time. Many of the past Kings and Queens took whatever was handed to them. It didn't matter how it was acquired." Sebastian said staring off.

"Oh... Thats dark." Said Irene, trying to follow his line of sight. "Wait... Are those Elves?" She pointed to a group of people who appeared to be wearing gold armor walking up to them.

"High Elves. The pretentious kind too. Not Fisle's Kind. These assholes probably would be happy to see a war." Sebastian said. He had pulled out his sword and shield. He then walked to the front of the group.

"Lord Sebastian. Son of Lord Santurino. Brother of Lord Castian. Why are you here? So close to our borders?" the tall high elf asked. He was taller than Castian with deathly pale skin and long white hair. His eyes were a shocking blue that shined brightly. He was also on a large white winged horse.

"Prince Erilic, We are here searching for something. We have no intentions of entering your forbidden territory. We wouldn't want to be sullied." Sebastian said dryly to Prince Erilic.

Erilic narrowed his eyes and leaned down towards Sebastian. "Bold talk for someone with no backup from the Fae lands." He said though his teeth.

"Backup is not required when you travel with a Serap." Aedrofer said loudly. He merely showed the hilt of his dagger causing Erilic to back up the horse he was on.

"A seraph? In the mortal realm? Why? What has happened in the Divine Realm?" The panic in Erilic's voice was apparent.

Aedrofer flashed a cruel smile at Erilic. "The fear that fills you at the mention of a Seraph is astonishing. How would you feel if you were facing a Seraphim?" He asked.

"Seraphim are the ones who stole the One true Kingdom and spilt it 12 ways. They forced us to dethrone Fisle since he helped a Seraphim disobey Lord Michael. All Angels are untrustworthy and violent. When Our lands first disagreed, they slaughtered half our army." Erilic said. He was afraid but also full of anger and it made sense. Elves did not reproduce like humans or Fae. To lose hundreds of adult high elf men was devastating.

Aedrofer saw the anger and fear and decided to stop taunting the high elf. "I did not agree with that decision and as such was imprisoned. Your disgust and hatred of Seraphim are shared with me. Believe me. We are simply following a lead on a missing Seraphim staff. We need it. Would you happen to know any stories about one? It's about 7 feet long. Adorned with many jewels." Aedrofer asked Erilic.

"That staff of love?" Erilic asked.

"The staff of what?" Asked a confused Aistel.

"Love. Legend says the Seraphim who fought with it, lost it due to loving someone who was not a Seraphim. That Michael stripped them of their power and threw the staff of love at the mortal realm to hide it. I don't know where it is... However... the Santurino house may hold a clue." Erilic said.

Sebastian threw back his head and laughed. "If that was the case I would have told them, idiot." He scoffed.

"No not you or your family. The monster that dwells in the pictures. Forgive me for bringing it up Lord Sebastian." Erilic said with a bow.

Sebastian had stopped laughing and stared at Erilic wide eyed. He glanced down at his feet and whispered something no one heard but they all felt.

"... mother..."