Happens In Threes

Chapter 1

We now lay in the grass looking up at the millions of little sparkles in the sky. I could smell the unusual flowers of the faerie world. I smiled as I thought of what Grandmaster would think of all the flecks of dirt on everything but on the tips of our delicately pointed ears.

The Grandmaster had taken all three of us in as children.

Looking up at the stars I did not remember my family. I knew my dad was human and my mom fae. I knew they were both dead. Again, I did not need them. I had the Grandmaster who had taken me in as a child. I also thought of my sisters by oath, Alissa and Freya looking up at the stars beside me, marveling at the bright lights sprinkled across the sky. All I had from my family before was a name. Pilvi, meaning clouds.

Looking away from the dazzling sky Alissa turned to me and enquired "Pilvi, what do you wish to become once we are matured in the greatest of all wines?." I thought for a moment about what I would do once I grew taller and perhaps prettier. "I would be a great warrior."

"Is that your dream Pilvi or the Grandmasters'?" Freya asked.

I thought about that. Thought about how the Grandmaster had trained us since we could hold a sword to fight, how to strategize a battle into our favor. So we would be the perfect warriors.

When I had told the Grandmaster about my passion for singing and music, he had been outraged and punished me for having such foolish thoughts and told me the only noble role that would get me anywhere was knighthood. But I could sometimes slip away and sing to myself in the woods just beyond the hill. But not for long, never as long as my heart craved. It was a hopeless dream so I told her "It is the only wise path"

I could see they weren't happy with my answer, how their faces twisted up with a look of despair. But by now we all knew our path.

Freya looking defeated replied "I am sure we will make great warriors"

We all shared what weren't very convincing smiles. That was the day we accepted what we were going to become.