Stella Cadente

Into the Realm

Into the Realm

Harold turned his eyes to Will and Faith, both busily into their own chores. Faith kept the barrier ward moving and Will checked Vasilissa's bleeding figure. Harold turned his prying eyes away from Faith and added pressure to Vasilissa's bleeding wound.

She still has a heartbeat, Faith. We have to get her out of here. Will insisted. Turning to her busy sister, whose hand stayed focused on keeping the ward intact.

I'm not going to be finished anytime soon, Will. Get her and Harold out of here! Faith commanded. Her hands flexed perfectly, releasing a shine in the ward.

I'm not going anywhere without you, Faith. I've lost you once, I'm not losing you twice. Will spoke, her comforting hand on her sister's bare shoulder

You must leave. Faith spoke sternly, locking her eyes to her concerned filled sister. I will catch up with you both.

No. Will spoke once more as she diverted her power in transporting the four of us into their realm

Faith turned her head in disbelief. They did not broadcast their words telepathically, now involved true, round verbal words from the two siblings.

"Why did you do that Will?" Faith muttered, her hands held around her hem of the gown she's wearing. "Valance could do plausible damage to the Mortals! Our realm may be in ward and fortified, but she is a dark sylph and could do anything!"

"First and foremost, Faith. We need to focus on the real problem now." Will spoke, her gaze never removed. Determined.

Harold's POV

My hands has begun to sag to the amount of blood. Vasilissa lay deathly pale with her hand resting dutifully in her sides.

Will muttered a few Gaelic words as the wound began to close itself, Vasilissa's figure levitated, leaving her hands dangling in the sides.

"She's hanging on for today. But her wounds are too deep. We need to inform the Grand Abbot about this." Will muttered to myself, leaving me to my thoughts.

Have I been reduced to a small, weak figure? A shell of my former self? I thought silently, my proud face in my hands, covering my face in self-imposed shame. I am the King of Scotland, strongest man in the realm. But I couldn't even protect a simple woman...

"Harold." A beautiful melody imposed in a voice.

I could recognize that voice anywhere. Her beautiful slender figure, prone to anything. Stubborn as the Scottish fire.

"Raleigh?" I muttered in disbelief as I turn to face her figure. She looked entirely the same as the last time I saw her.

She carefully slid to my side, her loving embrace enveloped me completely. As so much I wanted to indulge in her embrace, I slowly slid out of it. I cannot enjoy anything when Vasilissa is suffering...

"You are tense." Raleigh proclaimed, her hands reduced into a comforting touch. As she positioned it to my shoulders.

"I am. She isn't even alive when I brought her back to the mortal realm." I explained to her.

"She is alive. The Grand Abbot shared her life force with her." Raleigh shared with me. "The Grand Abbot has been in sleep for days. She awoken when Valance... attacked you both."

"How is Valance related to the Star sisters?" I asked suddenly. "They don't even look alike!"

"Valance is their mother, alright. In their timeline, she was the most beautiful woman in the world, blessed by the Gods they say. She was the Grand Abbot's best friend. But when Faith and Will died she turned to the dark arts and sold her soul to avenge their death. Later on she found out that Vasilissa, The Grand Abbot has died and using her dark art, she communicated with her learning that she transformed her daughters to stars. The Grand Abbot tried to explain that she did that to save their life force, but Valance shut her out and turned to deceit anyone into finding her daughters." Raleigh retold the story carefully, pausing for a while, recollecting. "When she learned that Vasilissa had a granddaughter that was named after her, she started plotting her evil ways. She plotted Vasilissa, your Vasilissa, to be killed in the grand ball and snuck inside the mind of the weary Grand Abbot. She made you think the Grand Abbot really plotted to kill and you get rebellious. You got thrown in the dungeons. And you know the rest."