Sangreal

Chapter 3 - Awakening

Sangreal-Chapter 3-Awakening

Coming back from her memory, Sirai fell to the floor of the temple, face down, and wept, mumbling a few words in her native tongue, Ta'agra. Cedric was about to comfort her but the priest in the temple held him back and said in a low, solemn voice, "She must reflect. The Champion must realize her destiny." Cedric bowed his head in acceptance and continued to stare at the dissolving Sirai.

The Khajiit wrapped her tail around herself and walked up to the leg of the statue. She sat down on the huge clawed foot and leaned against the leg.

As she sat there she noticed a small book near the stony claw. She picked it up and read it.

Five months earlier she had lost her traveling bag after she had come back from her visit with an Argonian witchdoctor to tell whether she was pregnant or not. Within that bag had been her journal, the journal she had kept since she left Cedric, the journal that she had kept when she saved Martin along with the whole city of Kvatch, the journal she had kept during the Oblivion crisis, the journal she had kept even after Martin had died. It was the journal she had kept until five months earlier when she had lost it on the way back from the Argonian witchdoctor.

In the now, that same book was in her hands, yet it was filled up to that date with all her thoughts and actions. She looked through it and the hand writing was hers, all of the thoughts and actions correct, but she had not possessed the book for quite some time.

She briefly read through the pages until she reached the last page. It was describing her at the temple of the one, sitting on the foot of Akatosh when the last sentence read, "And Martin Septim called out to me..."

Suddenly the diary closed and a deep voice filled the air."Sirai Alessia. The Champion of Cyrodil. Can you hear me?"

Sirai stood straight, stuffing the diary in her robes. She wiped her eyes. "By the nines! Is that you Martin? Yes I can hear you!" She looked around amazed and excited, but the priest and Cedric seemed as if they could not hear the voice.

Martin's voice called out once more. "It is only you and me, Sirai. Like many times before, it is just you and me. But listen carefully. The divines have decided to spare Cyrodil and have granted me a chance to come back to the mortal world to rule as emperor." Sirai raised her arms into the air and yelled a few words of foreign praise."Anything to have you back! What must I do?"

"We can finally be reunited, but you must find a person willing to give up their life, so I may take theirs."

"Yes, I will find someone."

Martin's voice then started to fade and he said quickly, "I must go now, speak with Jauffre. He will know what to do. I love you always." Sirai reached into the air, whispering, "I love you too."

The world then settled at that moment and Sirai took a deep breath. She walked back to Cedric and said, "We must go to Cloud Ruler Temple. I have to talk to Jauffre." Cedric stared at her strangely and then nodded. "Okay, we shall go to Cloud Ruler Temple."