Elf Prince - Protected by the Elf Prince Part 3

Chapter 10

Isilme

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The light within Adresin's stone shield barrier was blinding. To the point where one could barely see. I could feel its strength overflowing with powerful magic. Almost as if its very rays could kill anything evil it touched. Even with this and the earthen barrier surrounding me, I did not stop. I continued to sing the blessing hymn while finishing my dance and sprinkling sacred water over the statue of Raaos. The ritual was nearly complete. Just need to sing the refrain one last time and pour the last of the grotto water on the statue.

Just when I was about to sing the final refrain, someone's astral projection appeared before me. At first, it looked like a normal elf, but then I realized that they were different. It wasn't that I couldn't tell that they were a man or woman at first. It wasn't their unnatural elegance and beauty, either. It was the fact that this elf had not two, not three, but four arms.

The figure was a female-like being wearing a skintight blue lavender blue jumpsuit with violet deluge forearms and a pattern of the same color on the hips and outer thighs. On her feet were two violet minsk calf-high boots with violet deluge backs. A violet minsk cloak shawl draped off her shoulders with a blue astral cloak so sheer, it was like looking through glass. Some pieces flowed back up to her arms, others wrapped on the outside of her legs and fastened to her bosom with green neptune gem pins like her cloak. Most of the sheer flowed down her back, held together with two large beads, a larger green neptune one the size of a small kickball and a smaller violet minsk half-bead on the end to hold it off the ground. A series of green neptune floating star gemstones were also on her jumpsuit, three teardrop ones over her bosom between her cloak fasteners, and oval-shaped ones on the backs of her wrists like four bracelets. A thick, violet minsk belt around her waist held the front pieces of her cloak. A blue astral braided rope wrapped around it and the sides of a sigil buckle as a fastener. The green neptune sigil was engraved with my clan's crest of the triple moon with two crescent moons on either side in blue spindle and surrounded by celtic ribbons that shimmered from blue to wild blue yonder to blue regal blue.

Her flawless skin was a warm, yellow barley corn tone with a copper sheen. Her eyes were like two lavender blue stars with dazzling blue polo blue pupils. Her upper lip was a blue lavender blue with a cherry dot on the lower lip and all lined with purple scampi. Her long, brushed back hair was a reverse ombre, starting as a blue portage color on her roots and darkening into a violet cherry pie color towards the ends.

Though most humans would assume it was high-quality makeup and hair dye, it was all natural, just like that of other elves. Though I never heard of anyone having different colored lips before. Her hair and clothes shimmered like a galaxy as it was constantly flowing in the fabric and the patterns, as if she was kind of floating underwater. This person was also giving off a purifying, calming scent of lavender, myrrh, nag champa, and sandalwood. Like the smokey smell one would get from an incense burner.

The strange woman spoke to me as she idled the fingers of her inner hands together. A gentle, yet uncannily familiar voice.

"Isilme. It's good to see you're back home in Oira Londe."

It took me a moment to find my voice. "Wh-Who are you?"

The woman gave a tender smile. "I am but a fragment nestled within this guardian's statue. Like a memory of long ago. I am known as Vhixha."

Vhixha...

Then, I froze.

...Wait. Hold the phone.

I recalled the vision I had of Raaos, Cydall, and Velo confronting Keasatran. Raaos mentioned that same name during their argument. Then, the familiarity of this person's voice also came to me. When I was conflicted about Keasatran's deal.