Des'Tai: Book One

49: Tyron

He followed behind the beautiful woman gradually, confusion and anger riding at him hard. Luna knew about Faye, which meant Artemis had been planning whatever it was he had up his sleeve for some time. Then came the subject of his own role in it. Luna had been expecting him, which just confused him even more.

Tyron caught up with the woman quickly, tagging along at her heels. "Wait, Luna. You said you've been waiting for me...why me? If you knew about what Artemis was going to do to Faye, then what did it have to do with me?"

She waved one small, pale hand over her shoulder dismissively. "Not now, Tyron. This can wait until later."

How could something so important wait?

Ty frowned, "No, it can't. What is your husband plan-"

"I can only focus on one thing at once, boy and right now, I'm focusing on turning your little lady there back to her normal size. Artie didn't mention anything about turning her into a fairy," She tucked beneath a low branch, "She was meant to be human when you met her. That would have done the trick."

The more the woman spoke, the more aggravated he was becoming.

Tyron mirrored her ducks beneath the branches, "When she met me? What the hell are you talking about?!"

Luna didn't speak again, at least not until she reached the door of her wooden cabin. She jumped up onto the porch elegantly, her pale dress floating in her wake. There were no guards in or out of the small building – it was odd, elders and their wives were hardly ever seen without one.

She disappeared through the open door, giving Tyron no other choice but to follow in behind her. "Luna, would you please answer some of my questions?" He closed the door behind him as she moved through to one of the side rooms. When Ty listened closely, he was sure he could hear her mumbling something to herself.

"Follow her, Ty!" Faye commanded him from his jacket pocket. For a moment, he'd actually forgotten that she was even there, his attention set somewhere else.

He groaned, "Something tells me I'm not going to like that..." But none the less, he did what she told him and followed Luna into the back room.

The walls were lined with books and jars, each containing something stranger than the last, dream catchers hung from the ceiling and chimes sung near the open window, half burned candles were scattered around the room, many of which surrounded one large, old and leather bound book located on the table top in the centre of the room.

Luna was hunched over it, flicking through the worn yellow pages in search for whatever it was she was looking for. "What a conundrum..." She mused, rubbing her fingers at her chin.

Patience wasn't one of Faye's strong points, or so Ty was about to find out.

She leant forward, far enough that she was close to falling out of his pocket completely. "Can you change me back then?"

"Faye..." Ty warned, pushing her back to a safer distance with one of his fingers.

Luna looked up from the book, "Ah-ha!"

Faye pushed his finger aside, "Did you find it?!"

"How strange..." Without turning to look at them, Luna started to twirl a lock of her dark hair around her finger tip. "The Helath Orb must have added on a little extra. Artie got the timing right, I'll give him that, and by the Aura around Tyron, he picked the right human too...it's all rather strange indeed."

"Hello?" Tyron spoke up, waving his hand. "We're still here and we'd like some answers."

"Aura?" Faye asked, looking up expectantly at Ty. "What is she talking about?"

He grimaced, "Elders and certain elves with special abilities can read the Aura's of other elves. It's really annoying." It made keeping secrets impossible.

Suddenly, a laugh sounded through the room, one filled with general amusement. Luna turned from the book, her beautiful eyes wide with wonder. "This is historic! Tell me, Faye Abernacky, would you like to be a human in an elven world? I can guarantee you it'll be interesting."