-Cyprio-
I feared this would happen. My wife was sick with grief and planned to do rash things to get her grandchildren back from the elf realm. I sent a small piece of my soul, no bigger than a sparrow, to watch her. She was headed to my manor, bringing Viktor with her. The pain I felt was deep in my heart. She knew I wished nothing of meeting another member of my family. My loneliness would only grow. I knew Julie and Vincent were immortal, but letting in Viktor would crush the small happiness I had found. Avila knew of my feelings, and yet she betrayed me in such a blatant way.
I sent out a piece that was empty. He would only voice my thoughts and carry out my wish to stop Avila from coming to my manor. She noticed my part right away and called up to it.
"Cyprio, listen. You must help us get Julie and Vincent out of the other realm. We need to take action," she called.
I landed and stood before her. I made sure my voice would be as monotonic as possible, not giving any of my real emotions. "No, Avila, we mustn't interfere at all."
Anger grew in both of their grey eyes. I noted Avila's anger more. It was pure and raw. It distorted the gentle woman I had always loved, breaking her image of peace and grace. "You can't possibly sit there in your manor and act this way now! You can't be detached from the world forever, Cyprio!"
"I am doing what is right." I sent out an order to all my other pieces to start making a barrier around my manor. If she was able to get through the magic barrier, there would be physical barriers over my windows and doors.
She ground her teeth and struck the piece that stood before her. I mentally cringed. It didn't hurt, my piece didn't even move, but she was being so cruel. "You are nothing but a coward. You are a god who refuses to use his powers."
Her words sounded like they came right from Viktor's mouth, but he was only standing behind her, almost frightened looking. He was human right now so I could understand why he would be acting like this. I felt tears stream down my face, but I knew they were my tears. Not any other part's tears. The only part that cried was the one I was truly in. This part was usually never seen. It was my only weakness, not even Avila had seen it before.
"My decision stands. I am doing the right thing by not interfering, and I suggest you do the same, my little bird. This is your warning. Come to my manor, and I will treat you as an intruder." I wiped my face with the back of a shaky hand. My parts took out their duties, all feeling the same sorrow I did. I was thankful the part I sent her was unable to show anything of how I was truly feeling.
Avila clenched her fists. "I am not your little bird," she hissed. "I will get them back, with or without your help. Do not stand in my way." Then she grabbed Viktor in an iron strong embrace and took to the sky. She flew off and my piece made its way back to my manor.
The piece that held the truest part of me was deep underground in a secret passage. It was very far from my manor, but still on the same grounds. I lived in a luxurious cave down here. Though it was like a prison. I sat on the large, worn down bed, my body rocking with sobs. The only three people I have had the heart to love have been ripped away. I was truly alone once again. My gift of living forever to keep balance in this realm was also my only curse.
