The Angel of Death

Part - 21

"Who is she?" Someone whispered.

"A princess" someone else whispered back.

"You lie."

"Well she is with one of the prince so she must be"

"Where have you been? He is the only prince, the other one became the king five years ago"

"Oh I remember that. But then who is she?"

"Shhhh... she is waking up"

Tessa woke up by the disturbing chatter around her. She opened her eyes but there was nobody around except few beautifully colorful butterflies.

BUTTERFLIES?
Suddenly she became aware of change in her surrounding. She was no longer in Stefan's chambers or even in the castle, instead she found herself in a cold, dark room. Her fingers clutched down at the corse thick green pallet made with moss that she was sleeping on a moment ago.

She looked around her, the damp stone walls, a lone source of light was a fire torch hanging by the big hole in the wall. Have someone shifted her to the dungeons of the castle? She thought with a shredder. She didn't know how a dungeon would look like but it was quite close to her imagination.

A tiny giggling sound caught her attention. She sat up and looked around. Nobody was there, she was completely alone. Then where the sound come from?

"Hello?" She called and suddenly she got the reply from right beside her "Are you talking us?"

Tessa turned sharply but still couldn't see anyone except the butterflies swarming by her head. She waved her hand to clear them away and suddenly heard a tiny shrill cry "ouch... careful girl, you'll hurt us"

Her eyes widened when she noticed the butterflies closely. They weren't really butterflies but tiny human like creatures with colorful wings. She closed her eyes and shook her head to wake herself up fully but when she opened her eyes again one of the butterfly/human creatures was right in front of her eyes with its red and golden shimmering wings.

"You... you can talk" she stated not asked.

"Of course we can. What kind of question is that? Haven't you ever seen a fairy?" The creature said sullenly crossing it's tiny arms.

"Fairies? You mean like magical and all? That only exists in fairytales." Tessa said unbelievingly.

"We are not magical. You are confusing us with Faeries. We are fairies not Faeries."

"What's the difference?"

"Well Faeries are the magical people. All powerful and all. We are just fairies." It said and the other fairies nodded in agreement.

"Wait a minute. You mean to say that...." she thought what to say or ask but nothing came in her mind so she asked the easiest question and most important one at that time "where am I?"

"Erodian woods." It replied.

"Beyond it, on the Syble Mountains" said the other fairy with green and yellow wings.

"Down the chasm..." said another with blue and white wings.

"By the bottom of Yardage lake." Finished the one with yellow and orange wings.

"Beyond Erodian woods, on the Syble Mountains, down the chasm, by the bottom of Yardage lake." Tessa repeated what she heard but it made no sense to her. She didn't know where was the Erodian woods or Syble Mountains. Hell she doesn't even know any lake by the name of Yardage and how can someone go down the chasm and live? It only means that she was still in Xaincia and thankfully not in it's dungeons. But she couldn't say all that to these beautiful creatures so she asked next logical question "Who brought me here? Did you...?"