13. BLOOD THICKER THAN WATER

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I know I shouldn't be saying "Its out of this world" anymore because everything I've seen so far in this place is out of this world. I was dumbstruck. Unable to think for a while.

Every elves, every legendary beings had believed The Lady Lavinia to be dead. Or so they thought. But what I may be seeing might be a hallucination.

I stood looking at the queen open mouthed. And she just stood there looking at lovingly with her dark eyes that oddly had the same shape as mine. And contemplating her face closely I figured out slowly......that she almost looked exactly as I was, except for the hair and the nose and the jawline. All the other features were as of Dameon's.

'Wh-Who are you..?' I asked timedly. 'I- uhh...why do you look so much a- as me...?' I asked getting quite creeped out.

She just stood there for a while looking at me kindly. Then she came walking towards me. I had a strong urge to move backwards but I couldn't. I didn't want to. I was drawn to her. To her beautiful dark eyes. To her mystical voice that said 'My blood...'.
She bowed to my level slightly and touched my cheeks. 'My blood....' she repeated.

I broke from my trance and backed slightly. 'I don- I think you have mistaken me for someone else my queen' I said, scared a bit. 'No Josephine.... You are from my blood' she said calmly, looking at my eyes without blinking.

'I'm a human. My parents aren't related to an elf as far as I know' I said gathering a bit of my courage.

'Who said I was an elf...?' she said smiling warmly at me with a grin. 'I'm an Elveruin half elf. And you are Averinia. My blood'.

'My name is Josephine' I said stubbornly with anger. 'And I am not your blood in any way. I have true parents. I am not your progeny'.

I had thought I had crossed a line. That she would get so angry that she would kill me in an instant. But no. She looked at me calmly with a radiant smile etched on her face.

'Averinia my love. It is true I am not your mother. Those human on Earth are your true parents yes. But that doesn't mean you couldn't be related to me in any way. You are my blood. We are related' she said with love and determination in her lovely eyes. But I just gazed at her confused.
Whatever she said didn't make sense to me in the slightest bit.

'Averinia. It was once prophesied that the blood of particular half elf of uncommon strengths shall be passed to the womb of a banished earthly woman's. That the child of the Earth woman shall possess the half elves powers and be her blood no matter what parentage she owns. And when I was born, my elf mother took me to her home. To the Elveruin Kingdom. To her palace. To her father the king. The king strongly dissaproved of a half elf as me but when I grew he took interest in my "peculiar and unique strengths". He later named me Lavinia, which somewhat means "purified". Later I met Faerunduil in a ball. He asked me for a dance. We fell in love and married with full blessings of our kingdoms.
It was when my son Daemeon was born the war of the Seven Realms had occured... I fought alongside my husband. But I had failed my life. The war was won and the Orc Empire was thrown out of power. But I was killed' she said with a hint of sadness in a beautiful voice.

I widened my eyes and looked at her. I asked 'But your not!! Your not dead! Your still her...talk- talking to me...'.

'Yes. And no. I had died my blood. But that was when the prophecy had opened its intricate pages and done the fate. When I died my blood was spilled to an enciente woman. When the child-' she said pointing at me ' was born after the complete months. I was reborn. Faeranduil and Daemeon found out and they kept it a secret. They hid me to protect me. Faerunduil knew of this prophecy and waited for the child to arrive to the kingdom. But he was also sure not to make Daemeon know about this little prophecy. And when you had arrived with your friend, he had figured it was you because of your huge resemblance to me. He cared for you and-' she said when I had shouted mid-sentence.

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