The Jem

~32~

The luminous fully blue creature shone through the pitch black darkness that enveloped around Crimson.
It laid on its side, fully naked but it's long hair covering its breasts and one leg before the other. It had ancient cobalt markings all over its delicate body and one beautifully printed on it's crystal blue forehead-markings she had never encountered before.

The magical being beckoned her over, she couldn't stop herself from walking over to it.
Finally it smiled at her, "My Crimson Light, oh how much I have yearned to speak to you." It's voice was a gentle breath like no other, it's voice was illusive and enchanting, it's voice was out of this world.

"Who are you?" Was all Crimson could ground out, her own voice was hoarse and weak.

"What a shame Cordelia has not spoke of me to you. Allow me to introduce my self, I'm Zakili, the fuath that has watched over you since the day you were found floating in the violent seas of Nejma and still to this day does my heart only beat soundly when I truly know your safe." A fuath! The fuaths that made the deal with Cordelia. 'Crimson Light?' Hadn't the Queen once called her that? A shiver struck through her.

"Who are my real parents?" Crimson needed to know what was going on. Was this a dream?

"Unfortunately I must never speak of them because I do not have the power to, however there is a message that you must hear because it was very hard to enter your dreams. I do not have much time."

Crimson found herself asking, "What is it?"

"As you know you are the Crimson Light the prophecy speaks of and now that you have the other two element wielders your life is in danger. And I do not speak of the war, I speak of something much more cruel and destructive. When the war ends things will become worse. You need to find the last element wielder and return to Rhijaline as soon a possible. Please dear Crimson. You have to find that last element wielder. Your friends in the prison can handle themselves. please." The beautiful fuath remained lying on her side her pointed blue ears were now drooping as her expression turned sorrowful.

"You cannot ask me to abandon my friends, I will retrieve them and only then will I search for last element holder." She glared at the fuath with hatred flaming in her irises.

The fuath dipped her head, "Do as you please, Heir of Camalla but I beg you do it fast. We shall hopefully meet again, My Crimson Light." She disappeared leaving only specks of blue sparkles floating about and Crimson was left in the darkness-all alone.

The Heir of Gods-damned Camalla. The main empire and legion in the 7th realm.

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Hunter shook Crimson vigorously as she mumbled and panted in her sleep. Panic accelerating in her body and sweat coated every inch of her. "Crimson" he shook her harder his panic was accelerating now too. In the morning when she was still asleep on top of him she had kicked him so hard in his thigh-so close to his privates-that he swore violently. But now he was more worried about her.

Darya and the Prince walked into the room asking what had happened and why he had shouted but he told them to get out with a flesh cutting voice that sent Brice shaking. They took a look at Crimson then nodded and left.
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Crimson stopped twisting and turning and now was breathing at a usual state. One of her eyes blinked open and she took in the angry looking, silver-haired man that held her head gently.

His face was red and his wonderful freckles weren't as clear as she remembered them to be. "Hu-nter?" She whispered, his name escaped her parched lips like a question. "Crimson." He smiled hesitantly then embraced her, she felt his heart thundering so she curled into is warm embrace further.

He had been worried about her.

She beamed deeply in his chest. Hunter's huge muscles cradling her gently but she felt his ora caressing her tightly.

He pulled back far enough to look into her bewildered face, "You don't understand how worried I was."

"Awww, about me?" She asked teasingly.

"No about you nearly kicking my nuts into my gut." He grinned. She had kicked him? Worry flooded her face, he rubbed his thumb against her cheek, "I'm fine, and of course I was worried about you. What happened?" His voice was at first soothing her but then it turned panicky.

Crimson sighed."A fuath named Zakili talked to me and warned me about a grave danger that will happen after the war, she wants us to get the last element wielder as quickly as possible and return to Rhijaline."

"Well that was the plan." Hunter said as his face turned bored.

"She also said I...I was the heir of Camalla." Crimson stared deep into his eyes-his beautiful eyes that had nothing but anger rushing through them. She winced at the sight.

"WHAT?"