A court of love and secrets

12

Lilith Velaris Artemis, the only daughter of the High Lord and Lady of the Night Court, had blood on her. She was not sure what would happen to the Dragon, she had beheaded a male in front of a temple. But yet again. . .Lilith had no idea on what the male had said to Freya Evermore, the blow by her legendary sword might have been an act of mercy. . .but Lilith doubted it. She now walked the halls of the Van Rosenburg castle. Servants were either whispering to one another or cleaning by themselves. Lilith heard a soft piano being played in a room near by that Lilith knew belonged to the former Lady, Katarina Elfinson-Van Rosenburg, the mother of the current Lord of Scalswind that was hidden away on the island of Re'en. Lilith stopped for a moment outside the half open sliding door as she watched the red haired woman's fingers dance alongside the keys.

"One might suspect you of spying, Miss Lilith." Said a male behind her. Lilith turned her head to find the Dune of Scalswind, otherwise known as the heir to the Scalswind throne looking at her. He smiled at her. His dark black eyes lighting up, his shoulder-length hair that ended in curls blew in the wind. He wore the traditional clothes of the Re'en people. Soft and yet flowing with each of his movements. The clothes were meant to highlight their land and it's nickname, the land of that rising sun. "While my grandmother is called one of the most beautiful women alive, I fear she still morns for my grandfather. So I'm sad to say that she might not be willing to climb into your bed."

Lilith blushed, "I-I. It's not like that, I promise. It's just that she is good with her fingers. On the piano!"

Demtri let out a soft laugh, a dimple rising up with the movement. He then nodded his head in agreement, "my grandfather got the paino for her as a wedding gift. . .after his death she locked herself up in that room and my mother and aunt, Circe, thought that she had done the worse to herself."

" your grandparents where not mates?" Lilith asked.

"Where yours?" Lilith nodded. "Ah. Well to answer your question, Milady, no. They where not mates. But they love one another, I was a boy of eight when my grandfather died. . .but I still remember her screams."

"A hunting accident."

"The forest my grandfather loved so much was in the end the reason he died." Demtri laughed.  "Are you going somewhere? I can call a carriage for you."

"I'm not allowed in the village. And after today I don't think I will be welcomed back into the temple."

"Forgive Freya. She. . . She is well Freya. You like her or you hate her." Demtri blushed a little. "However, she is a great warrior. A legend among mortals and fae folk. And. . .if you ever need help well she is the one to go to."

"Is that why your mother keeps her around?"

Demtri smiled again, "I fear so. A-are you going somewhere?"

"The bath." Lilith stuttered. "I-I don't have one in my room, I have a sink and a toilet and yet no bath."

"Ah! So it seems my aunt forgot, we gave public baths. For all of us to use."

"Gross." Lilith said.

"It's not with the same water, silly. It's in the lower levels of the house in the mountain part. It's fresh water from the mountain. I can take you."

"It's better then nothing."

***

The room was light by nothing more then a few candles. an alter to the Mother seemed to take my a corner of the stone room, the first one Lilith had seen. The sound of water dripping could be heard as well as watering coming in and out of the mountain. The room was so dark that Lilith was thankful for the arm that Demtri gave her to lead her down the three steps. She then nearly shat herself as she heard deep feminine laughter from the water.