Mortal Prophecy

Family time

It had been about a week since I'd started dating Rymi, I had just come home from school tired and feeling disgusting.

I set down my bag at the door, pulling my uniform for loose from my neck and walking upstairs to my room. I walk into the room, closing the door and flopping onto the bed.

Though I soon get up, needing to take a shower because I feel disgusting.

After that I lay down on my bed in a T-shirt and shorts.

The bed is comfortable, and after today's events I want nothing more than sleep. But a scream downstairs interrupts my thoughts.

I jump up, running down the stairs and tripping on only my second step, however I was able to get my wings up so I could return to my feet and continue running.

I see Rymi by the living room window, a European starling sitting in silence, feathers puffed out in fear from Rymi's outburst. Rymi is handing a note to Siho, with nothing but fear on her face.

I run over to Rymi, sitting by her. She looks very tired.

"I just want sleep!" She exclaims, falling limp against my shoulder and sighing desperately.

"What is it?" I ask.

"My family... specifically my mother." She sighs.

"What about them?" I prod.

"They want to meet you and they know that we know you." She says under her breath.

"Aren't you from a rich family of nobles?" I ask.

"Yup. And Mother only speaks Latin and Greek and refuses to learn common language." She says.

"What?" I question.

"English, it is a common language here recovery for universal business and trade, and despite my mother's importance in business and trade she still will not learn common language." She explains.

"Oh..." I mumble.

She looks like she's thinking, dissolving different probabilities in her mind.

"If you show up in commoner's clothes... they will not be so pleased. So I will find you proper clothing and you can rest?" She proposes.

"No, I'm gonna stay with you. I'm not very well gonna let you pass out on me, or be tired alone." I reinforce.

She laughs, getting up and offering me a hand. She pulls me up off the ground and we walk over to her room to inspect the closet.

"Do you think that gold would fit with you... your... do you think it could be a nice color for you?" She asks, clearly getting a bit confused.

"I like gold" I say.

"How about roses?" She questions again.

"Sure?" I speak again, this time more confused.

"Alright, here go o- put this on." She says.

She hands me a rose decorated Grecian dress, made of thin shear fabric with an underdress. It has some gold trim on it... oh my god that's fancy.

"Go on, I'll do your hair in a second." She says.

"O-ok" I squeak, walking off to my room to change.

I look into the mirror and I look like a godess from old Greek times... not bad... just new. Rymi knocks and asks if I'm done, I open the door.

She looks happy, smiling.

"Does it look ok?" I ask

"You look beautiful!" She responds enthusiastically.