Chapter 26 Gift

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Sterling POVIt has been two weeks since I left Destinia and I am miserable, I cant focus on any of my work. I look at my desk at all the letters and scrolls that have piled up, demands, pleas, summons all begging for my attention the only thing I can look at is my invitation for the Goddesses Ascension. I have to be there, and I have to watch the woman I love to be with someone else that she has chosen over me. The thought makes me sick, I look out the window and realize that night has fallen where did the day go I think. Then I hear her voice "Sterling" giggle "Sterling, come see me"


I look up "Destinia?" where is she? "Sterling come outside" laughs. I stand up and look out the window, the gift the fairy Rachel had given us the day we left was a Saussurea Obvallata an extremely rare flower that only blooms in the moonlight and sure enough a beam of moonlight was beaming down on it and I swear I see Destinia dancing around the flower. I take off running "Sterling are you coming?" I hear her call. I am out of breath by the time I make it to my garden "Destinia I am here" I yell for her.


I stop when I see it's not Destinia, it is a ghosting apparition. "Sterling listen to me" I move closer "When the time comes trust in me, I know what I am doing. I have not chosen anyone over you. You will always be in my heart and the love I feel for you and Alistair will keep me strong for what is to come" her voice is soothing and the smile warming. I step closer aching for her to be real "I miss you and I trust you" I whisper. Her hand moves out to me and I move my face to her hand knowing she won't be able to touch me, but I feel her hand I look at her shocked "Trust me and I will see you soon" and just like that she is gone and the flower is dead. Why do I feel like this is an omen?


Alistair POV


I down my third drink of hemlock and nightshade, I don't want to feel anymore. I am still angry, angry I let myself be blinded by her how could I be such a fool. I thought that she would be different, I know she said that she didn't choose the bond, but she was acting like she was enjoying being with us or at least pretending as she did. I scoff and get up to pour myself another drink. FUCK I hurl the glass at the wall, I hate her I fucking hate her. I grab the invitation that made me start drinking earlier, her fucking ascension where I am sure I get to see her with her true chosen that will be fun to see. I grab another glass and start to mix another drink.


"Alistair" I turn towards the door "Who's there" I yell. "Alistair...I need to talk to you" huff it's Destinia, what is she doing here. "Why are you here? Go back home, go back to your other bonded" I yell and ignore her. "Alistair, I am not going away until you come here!" her voice is getting louder, fine I will make her leave. I walk out of the room and follow her voice, I think it was coming from outside. "Are you outside?" I yell "Yes, hurry" I run towards the side door and look outside, how the hell is there a moonbeam in the demon realm? Then I see her, well it really isn't Destinia it's a ghostly apparition of her.


"Destinia?" I stop and see her turn "I am happy to see you didn't destroy my gift to you" she laughs, I shrug not wanting to admit I couldn't bring myself to do it. "Alistair, I know your trust in me right now is misplaced, but when the time comes I need you to trust me. I need you to know I know what I am doing. When I am gone, know that I will be thinking of you and Sterling you both are my true chosen. I have not chosen anyone else over you. You will keep me from losing myself in the darkness." she smiles softly but there is an underlining sadness.


 "Why couldn't you tell us?" I whisper "Because I would never have risked either of your lives" she answers. "Just know I will be thinking about you both and will be seeing you both soon" she reaches her hand towards me, I know I can't touch her but I hold my hand towards hers and she intertwines her fingers with mine and smiles.

 I look at our hands and before I can meet her eyes she is gone, I look at the flower...dead...gone...just like Destinia.

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