Wolf-Shifter

Dancing among the Stars 24

I calculated Namid and Rakab's ages and by this time Namids would be 31. And both Rak and Salem would be 34. BIG jump in their ages, I know. I shocked myself (And sad, cuz Namid isn't with Rakab anymore!)

I need a little help again…How should Namid and Rak get back together?

Should Rose and Nyesh get together?

Thanks!

Notebook

Rose took her time, walking through the gardens, wondering about Nyesh and about her mother's reaction to the letter.

When her mother's back was turned, she had taken the letter and ran to her chambers. She knew she shouldn't be reading this, but an inner thought begged her to know what had troubled her mother so deeply and she decided to read it outside in the cool, late summer air.

Dear Namid,

I know we have no spoken in nearly sixteen years, but I wish for you to know that I am safe and well. Much has happened in this time, including the tragic death of my mate, the panther, Marra. She gave me a son, who will be giving you this letter and staying at Wyvern's Court for a while. His name is Nyesh.

I do not wish to give you any pain nor grief and I know our love couldn't have lasted, even if the marriage was refused. But do know I never loved Marra as I do you, and if you send a letter back, I'll come back to you if you wish. It is difficult to understand after all this time, I know and understand if you refuse.

"The nerve of this man!" Rose whispered, reading on.

I am beginning to forget the days with Sheeva Intre and I miss them. Remember when we danced the 'Echoed Moonlit Dance'? That is the only memory that is truly clear in my mind now and hopefully things may go back to how they were, years ago.

I hope you are doing well and are safe.

May Ylva bless you, my LeonNamid

- Rakab

Rose growled and crumpled the letter, throwing it on the ground. "Gods!"

"Do you have a reason to hate my father, Rose?" a familiar voice asked.

"Go away, Nyesh!" she replied angrily.

The man smirked, "Your eyes are silvery-red yet they are more a pink…" He chuckled, "I have a reason to loathe your mother, dear, deadly flower."

"And what reason is that?" she whispered, frowning.

"Because she caused my father pain beyond belief. My father would sit alone and think, tears in his eyes, as he murmured your damned mother's name!" Nyesh resisted the urge to kill the princess right then and there. "He would do nothing but sit for weeks on end, drinking and remembering!"

Rose was shocked, yet her reply was just as livid, "My mother would do the same: sit and remember and weep. It changed her! She isn't as free, isn't as daring as she used to be!" "All she's doing is hurting herself, all for the sake of your father!" Rose's voice had risen to a yell and she cleared her throat, hatred in her eyes.

"So I've made my point clear to you then?" Nyesh practically growled.

"So it seems" Rose replied pertly, gathering her silvery-blue skirts and storming off.

When she got to her chambers, she found tears running down her cheeks and wiped them absently off with the back of her hand. "Why do we have to be dealing with our parents affairs?" "They're done and over with!"

"Or are they?"