Fredrick: The Peaceful Ruler (A Twilight Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11: Leanan Resort

I approach the raven-haired beauty before me. She looks up at me, her emerald eyes piercing through mine, and smiles. She has beautiful white teeth, though they are a little pointier than normal. "Excuse me, but you look very familiar to me. What is your name?" I ask her. She gives this bell-like giggle and replies, "My name is Sidney Lynn. You look very familiar to me, also. Didn't your family stay up in Vancouver often?" It hits me then. She was the daughter of the resort owner.

He was an odd man. He wasn't very handsome at all, but his wife was extraordinarily beautiful, like their daughter. "Yes, I remember you now! Your father owned the resort we stayed in near New Brighton Park." I am surprised I remembered that. "Yes, my father was the owner. Leanan Resort was it's name. It burned down a few years ago." she said, with a tear forming in her green eyes. I didn't want to pry, but I could tell that she was greatly saddened. It suddenly hit me. I was having a regular conversation with a human, and I didn't want to drain her blood.

I reminded her of my name, and she began looking at me curiously. "Fred, you have very interesting eyes. Why are they red?" That was a great shock to me. I wasn't sure how to answer. While I was trying to think of an answer, she shocked me by saying, "I've seen someone with eyes like that before. I think we should take a walk away from the Market."

We walk towards an empty pier. It is very easy to be around her. She's told me, during our short walk, that she's in Seattle for a week. She is going back to Vancouver next Monday. We stop at the edge of the pier and sit down, our feet dangling. "Fred, as I've mentioned, I've seen eyes like yours before. Please, do not be alarmed, but I do know what you are. I'm not frightened." I'm greatly shocked at that admittance. I turn to her and reply, "How are you not frightened? Most people don't even look at me, much less feel at ease with me."

She takes my hand and stares deeply into my red eyes. "My family hails from Ireland. Most of today's society does not believe in the folklore from the Old Country. What I'm about to tell you cannot be repeated. I trust you and have always liked you. I come from a long line of Leanan Sidhe. My mother was one. The females are always the Leanan Sidhe." I look at her. The word seems familiar, but I cannot remember why. "What exactly is a Leanan Sidhe?" I ask.

"I am a Fae. That is why you're able to resist me. My blood does not attract you. We have been given a terrible reputation. We are believed to slowly kill people. That might have been the fact in the Old Country, but not now. Please, if you'd like, I would like to encourage you to research more about my kind." I am enjoying this change. It is refreshing. I am usually ignored and thought of as an outcast. I ask her if we can remain friends.

She smiles and says, "Yes, Fred, I would love to remain friends with you. I'm not able to be myself around most people. There is something that you must know about yourself, though."