The Princess Of Albion (Fable 3 Fanfiction)

chapter 9: Bloodstone

Ilia's pov
After I pack up my stuff and locked my room doors and windows, I walked down stairs seeing Reaver and my brother talking then they both looked at me, I said good bye to my brother and went onto the ship with reaver, it took about 4 hours but we finally got to the island, it was beautiful, reaver had the guards take my things inside the mansion, it was only me, reaver and about 20 guards there, it was like I was on a relaxing vacation, hopefully the Mercenary girl dose not find me, reaver has been very happy to be mostly alone with me, he even asked me if I'd join him in a bath! That made my cheeks very red and I polity declined his offer, once I got to my room and unpacked my things I sighed then went into my father's study and looked around, Reaver's stuff was in there for some reason, Reaver is in the bath right now, I smirked and looked around and found a book.............Reaver's Diary!
"This is my first night back since the renovations, and I must say that chap from Rookridge has done a splendid job. A small miracle considering he'd recently lost three toes and two family members.
But what was I to do? He wouldn't be persuaded to abandon the construction of some worthless temple to aid me in my time of crisis. And his predecessor had simply the worst taste in furnishings. I was generous to let him live as long as I did.
Now that awful scent of burned wood and flesh has dissipated, perhaps I shall throw a party. Ursula and Penelope will be my guests of honour. Shame Andrew crumbled to ashes in the fire. What a sweet young fellow... But such a heavy sleeper."
"It's good to be home after these three last months at sea. My ship barely made it back to port under the weight of such spoils, and then only after we disposed of those less valuable.
It was a pity to see my new brides sink into the ocean. But their sizeable attributes rendered them unfeasibly heavy. And I'd already tossed all non-essential crew members into the ever undulating arms of the kraken.
I believe my most cherished memory from this voyage has to be the discovery island far to the south of Albion, among waters of an indescribable blue. There, men and women consort in ways even I found slightly objectionable.
They have little need for clothing under that gentle sun, and their fondness for a syrupy liqueur made from an obscenely-shaped fruit made it almost to too easy to plunder their possessions. I might have stayed there forever, had it not been for the monkey incident."
"I am filled with a wonderful weariness tonight. My bedroom is far too crowded to get a good night's sleep, and I'm too indolent to eject any of my lovely guests. Instead I thought I would sit in my study sipping a restorative beverage, and enjoying my own company.
It reminds me of my very first evening in this house. My bedfellows were fewer and less charming then, but I had less energy left anyways. It isn't every day that one murders a pirate king, and takes his place.
Oh, I had the vigour of youth back then. Real youth. How many must have I killed on my way to this very room? I shall never forget the look on the brigand's face, one so ill-suited to royalty of any kind. How he came to such a position being so slow on the draw is a perfect mystery.
I feel somewhat reinvigorated now, and I hear stirrings upstairs. Perhaps the night isn't quite over.
"I received an unusual visitor today, an adventurer who'd toddled in through Wraithmarsh, losing neither life, limb nor sanity on the way.
This alone would have been sufficient to mark him/her as a unique individual, but once I'd learned he'd /she'd escaped from the demented grip of none other then Lord Lucien, I had knew I had quite a catch in my hands.
I sent an emissary to speak with Lucien and came to a lucrative arrangement. Since the time of the tribute is nearing - I can already feel the wrinkles begin to form on my face - I sent the poor sod/cow to the Shadow Court to keep him/her busy. I'm sure the old loon in the Spire won't mind if I post him/her back slightly decrepit. Should make it easier to keep him/her locked up.
I think I'll celebrate my good fortune be commissioning a new portrait. I've heard of a chap with some sort of magical apparatus that renders almost lifelike results. I believe his name was Barnum, I shall have him brought to me today."
"I awoke from the nightmare again. One would think more than two hundred years would suffice to blunt it's steel. But still I see Oakvale devoured by shadows. Still those shrieks fill the air. How much longer must I live before they fall silent?
Such dreams belong to another time. To another man. One who would recoil from the things I've done since that night. Who might even care about all the sacrifices I've offered up to the odious Judges over... over how long? Hundreds of years?
I see that man as he was back then. As beautiful as me, as fiery as me, but so delicate. So breakable. And so afraid of death. I see him summon the Shadow Court into this world, oblivious to the consequences. He asks them for immunity for the disease of time and death, and they grant it.
Then I see him running madly through fields, the realisation of just what price he has unwittingly paid hanging like a tragedy mask from his face. He falls to his knees before the town he called home-- now a dark circus of screams. Hers is among them, but he can do nothing to stop it.
What a weak, despicable man he is. But I am not he. I am Reaver. And I will sleep much better after this chalice of wine.
Oh wow! After reading all that I was swallowed into the book! I feel like I'm falling deeper and deeper until I land on my butt, It hurt a bit, I looked around seeing trees and marshes and fog............I then hear an ear piercing scream unlike anything I have heard of! I got up and ran as fast as I could, something was chasing me! I run and run until I can't feel my legs anymore and I see a town? I run and the fog stops chasing me? I look around this town I've never seen before, I ask some one were I am and they said something about bloodstone, is that we're I am? Hmmmm next to the ocean I see, I look around seeing drunks everywhere! Dose my brother know about this place? I walked up the street passing people and looking around getting very lost and found myself in front of a mansion! I go inside and my eyes go wide seeing lots of rich stuff then I see Reaver! But he looks younger? He is posing for a painting, wait what's going on here? He saw me and I walked up to him.
Reaver: and who might you be hmmmm?
Me:..........i........i'm..........my name is............Ilia
Reaver: that's a pretty name, now why are you in my home Ilia?
Me: I got lost.........
Reaver: I see, your not from bloodstone are you?
Me: n......no I'm not I'm from.............
Reaver: I see, so what can I do for you today?
I gulped some, what should i do? Should I tell him? Is this the past some how? How do I get home?
Me: well ummmm I ummm did something and wound up here and I need help getting back home......
Reaver: oh? What did you do?
Me: I ummmmm read your diary........
Reaver: now that young lady is impossible to do
Me: not when you leave it laying around
Reaver: I see...........so your from were exactly?
Me: well ummm the future I think heh
Reaver: you think?
Me: ya........has the industrial revolution happened yet?
Reaver: the what?
Me: so I am in the past then.........I just need to get back some how......
Reaver: and how am I supposed to help you?
Me: you have spell books! Dark evil spell books that might have a spell in it that can help!
Reaver: how did you? Who are you?!?
Me: me? I'm just...........the princess of Albion hehehe
Reaver: princess? Interesting, very interesting
Me: I do hope I'm not gone for too long...........
Darkness: princess........this place........it's dangerous, leave this place! Hurry!
Reaver: yes.......well we first must find the spell oh and if you are from the future then I suspect that I will be talking to you about snooping threw other people's stuff little princess
Me: wow you really did not change did you?
Reaver: me? Change? Never -smirked-
I looked threw the books to try to help reaver and I felt like I was being watched.
Reaver: so how do you know me in the future?
Me: I ummmm I can't say I'm sorry I probably broke too many rules as it is probably changing the future..........
Reaver: I see......then just tell me this, how am I in the future?
Me: the same as you are now except very rich
Reaver: I see........found the book
I see reaver reading the book and I'm now surrounded by light and I feel strange.
Me: bye Masta Weaver! See you soon!
Reaver: Tatty Bye!
And with that everything went white and I found myself on my butt in front of reaver and my brother! Wait what?
Reaver: there you are, do you have any idea how long you were gone?
Me: no......how long?
Logan: 3 weeks! We thought you were taken by pirates or monsters or.......
Me: im sorry
Reaver: where were you?
Me: a place called Bloodstone........
Logan: that's not possible.........bloodstone is far far from Albion!
Reaver: how on earth did you.........
Me: reading your ummmm diary........sorry......
Reaver: my.........diary.........I see, all that matters is your back
Logan: yes well don't leave this island again
Me: yes sir
After Logan left I saw reaver in my father's study reading a book and walked to him.
Reaver: well now I see you had quit the adventure little princess
Me: ya........sorry
Reaver: you really should not look threw other people's stuff
Me: ya I know, I'm really sorry
Reaver: you were right to come to me for help...
Me: ya......wait what?!?
Reaver: I remember everything that happened, for years I thought about what you said to me
Me: so.......I wound up not changing the future?
Reaver: not that I can see, you really need to be more careful
Me: ya I know....
After that talk I sighed, the hot summer here made this place even hotter so I decided to get into a bathing suit and go swimming, Reaver decided to join me, my bikini was black and white stripped and really showed how skinny I am, my huge boobs barley fit in the top part, there double D's, and my hips are big making my butt look big, I could feel Reaver's eyes on me the entire time, lucky the summer home has a huge pool, if it did not then we would not  be able to swim, I can swim in a pool but not the ocean, it's a bit strange to be perfectly honest. A few weeks go by and everything is good until a pirate ship came to the island and on that ship was Iris!