Chapter 9 - The Quest of the Traveling White Knight
UPDATE 04/27/2022 Illustrations coming soon.
Eve was stuck on bed rest for the following days by Aine’s strict order. She had a new nurse who was also an elf but kinder and playful. The nurse helped the time pass, but the rest of Eve’s days became filled with extended visits by Prince Caoimhghin. He thought it best that she learn the management of the underground. As an ally, he saw it his duty to make sure her quest went well and to keep her from dying. Though Eve thought there was another reason he was aiding her and wasn’t telling the whole truth of his motives. It wasn’t only him. Eve had a feeling Aine was hiding something also. Aine joined them daily, but mostly, they were left alone. It did not take long to conclude that the two acted like siblings and that there was no fear of love happening between the two. Caoimhghin was the mischievous one of the two, so if there was any wrongdoing, it was apparent he would be the ringleader.
Eve pouted one day and fell back down to the bed, saying, “This is boring.”
“You need to learn or off with your head,” Caoimhghin commented as he flicked her nose. Eve glared at him. He moved to flick her nose again, and she attempted to block it, missing his arm. His next flick tickled her nose. He laughed at her facial reaction of annoyance. He then purposely moved slower to flick her once more, but this time teasingly. She pushed his arm away with a mocking glare.
“Well?” she said impatiently, imitating the young prince’s arm gestures and unique accent. He grinned at her with cockiness. “Continue then.” Caoimhghin did as Eve implored, and she listened as intently as one could when boredom threatened to pull them into a deep sleep.
Oberon and his kind had traveled to a new world. Where they came from was forbidden to acknowledge by a mutual agreement of the elder council that contained representatives of many different species. Their arrival changed everything and started a sequence of events they hadn’t foreseen. At first, the feys and others needed to bond with the world’s inner core to exist in unity with it. The reformation then led to new unparalleled mythical beasts born from the elements and animals in the present ecosystem. Afterward, the council decided it was time to choose a ruler. Being one of the strongest and part of the ruling assembly, Oberon became king of their new home by anonymous voting. Titania, not long after, became his wife after years of tumultuous courtship. She was equal in powers to her husband and more lethal due to her blood. The couple’s combined force assured that the other magical creatures couldn’t harm themselves or others—the others who were the non-magical original inhabitants of their habitation, the mortals. The mortals were primitive due to having a diminutive form of communication that caused them to have a low survival rate. Oberon and his people assisted the mortals. They taught them to survive, create tools, and work together to achieve their goals. Oberon’s people and the mortals became close, and not long, they joined intimately with one another. King Oberon and his wife saw this unity as a chance for a new beginning. Disappointingly, that was not to happen.