Beyond the Surface: Feralla's Story

Chapter Ten: Bul Tak Ammon

A single tear fell from my scaly face. I was proud not only of myself but of who I've  become. I've finally solved the missing piece to my puzzle. I've learned of the truths of family tree, my lufe, and myself. I grabbed that hibiscus shaped pendant on my necklace. "Bul Tak Ammon" Meant I love you in the ancient language. I'm not entirely sure how I knew that but it was the only thing I knew in that language, A gust of sand blew up in a small underwater tornado it seemed and my mother's shadow appeared smiling and flew up into the shallow surface of the big, blue ocean. My happy feeling returned as I patched up Masley. He was asleep now resting as he was exhausted and I can only imagine why. This man loved me, and followed me to proclaim his love for me. He went through this journey with me, This is real love.

Two months went by and we almost returned home. Before I could reach my father, I felt it be necessary for me to see Esmeralda first. I wanted to share all the exciting good news. When I came to her gleaming temple, she sat in front of a fireplace looking grim. "Elle, it's me Feralla." She turned her head in a tiresome smile. "Why hello my lovely niece." I quickly came to her. "Are you dying?!" She nodded. "I had to appear strong for you my flower. For I know you like I knew my cousin. She wouldn't have believed me as you wouldn't have if I showed you the truth of my ending life." I cradled her in my arms. "Oh please Esmeralda there must be something I can do to save you, I'm sure there's some kind of potion in my bag. please don't go, I can't lose you too.." I began to cry like the child I was.
"You are going to be such a beautiful bride Feralla, and an amazing mother like yours was.." She closed her eyes and smiled. I sat there upset and confused. How did she know about my engagement? And mother? What was she inferring? Could I be with child? She died in my arms that morning. And I sat with her limp body refusing any help. Elle's caretaker came to me, putting both hands on my shoulders she says softly, "We must prepare our queen for a proper burial." I sniffled, "Yes, I know." The caretaker ordered for the modeled guards to come in and lift her graceful, peaceful body onto the diamond and silvered decorated platform and carry her off to her funeral to be set up.
Masley joined me by the fireplace. "My love why do you weep?" I let myself fall into his arms crying so hard. "First my mother and then I lose the only other family member I've ever know besides my father, I just feel so empty. Like a goblet without it's sweet berried wine." He frowned, "Sweetheart she fought her sickness to watch you succeed. I know this because she help guide me to you. She was also a seer. She told me of great things that would become of you and I. She knew I was in love with you before I knew. She also told me we would be Father and Mother to a beautiful baby girl." I looked up at Masley with tear filled eyes. She was right. I was with child.