Inhorèm: The Higher Elves

CHAPTER II: A SIREN SONG (11)

CHAPTER II: A SIREN SONG (11)

After Argon and Leyra gave their immortal mystic power to the Son of Eodin along with Amara  they decide to generate a new empire, this time from their mortal condition, along with Amara, already turned into a human, and her sister Ceres. They thence appears out of nowhere at the end of the forest demonstrating its survival and playing an important role in Leyra and Argon's decision making. The empire is essentially built and this time much better, finally being in harmony with the divine plan of mother nature, which is represented in the new version of her de ella: the son of eodin. About a thousand years pass and the empire of Argon is properly enhanced, both Leyra and Argon grow old a bit, while they have 4 more children, in addition to Ceres and Amara. With the birth of Rita, being the youngest of all these, Leyra is made known that after her she would not have any more children. Rita, often called Rosa by her father de ella, is raised alongside her sisters and brothers de ella. Lucca, the son of Leyra and Argon remains as Golden Dragon and holds his empire alongside his father de él in the kingdom of Argon, was the ultimate leader of the dragons. Hermet was the leader in combat and in the military realm. The Argon empire did not conquer outer kingdoms but based its growth on itself, making it the most powerful Kingdom on Kepler.

They had direct contact with nature, which was considered the teacher of the small community of Anaís.

"Good morning, Mrs. Aminta!" said a young lady.

“Good morning, beautiful Adelia!” the woman responded. “Are you here to help me continue planting my roses in the garden?”

“Indeed!” repeated Adelia. “You know that coming here is the first of my activities lately.”

Adelia was a twenty-year-old woman. Her grandparents were northern exiles from an ancient kingdom that was attacked, and broken into flames by a bunch of brutal looters from the North. Together they managed to escape, and with a few followers, they enter the deepest forests area. Reaching the heart of it, and crossing it completely until they found the plain, fruitful land of Anaís; where they established the small population.

“Good morning, grandmother!” said Adelia. “How are you in this m–”

"Did you go to Mrs. Gladis home?" interrupted the old woman.

“Yes grandmother, here are the grapes she had saved for you” responded Adelia.

“Did you talk with Mr. Eugenio about the construction of the underground well?”

“Yes Granny! I went before the–”

“What about Lord Euclid? Did you bring him the soup I prepared for him yesterday?”

“Yes, grandmother, I gave the soup to him!”

"Did you come to visit Amigdalia, Clorintio, Saba, and Florin? Did you send them the corn we harvested?"

"Yes, Grandma, I just came from there" the woman replied. “They asked for my grandfather.”

“And finally, and much more importantly, did you help to sow the magic roses for Mrs. Aminta?”

“That's right, grandma! It was the first thing I did in the morning.”

"Excellent, my daughter!" she repeated. “There is vegetable soup with pink mushrooms in the pantry. You can serve yourself all you want; your grandfather and I already ate.”

"Okay, grandmother" she replied. “Can I already see my grandfather?”

“Of course, my daughter!” the old woman said while Adelia walked towards a door.

“Wait, one more thing.”

“Yes grandmother?” Adelia replied, twisting her eyes.

“Come over here.”

The woman returned, and the grandmother grabbed her head, tilted her a little towards her, and kissed her granddaughter on the forehead.

“I love you very much, my girl” she said.  “You are getting bigger every day.”

"Thank you, grandma" she said smiling. “Maybe it's because I'm already twenty eight.”

“What?”

“That I am already twenty-eight.”

“How many?”

“Twenty-eight rimerians!”

“What did you say? Speak louder!” answered the old woman. “I can´t hear you, daughter. Did you said twenty eigh–oh well it doesn't matter. Enter to my room; your grandfather was asking about you a while ago.”

Adelia slowly open the wooden door from her grandfather's room. She loved being there, it was a very strange room. The floor was covered with wick lamps, which her grandfather collected over the years. The roof was covered with hay. The floor and walls were made out of wood too, and there were amazing drawings of dragons, castles, forests, lost kingdoms and mythical beings. It always had a smell of fresh wood, which made Adelia close her eyes, and drove to the beautiful landscapes of her imagination, every single time.

“Hey, grandpa!” said the granddaughter excitedly.

“Adelia! I was asking about you just a while ago” said the grandfather with a serious cough. “Where were you?”

“Don't try too hard, grandpa” interrupted the young woman. “How do you feel today?”

“Not so good, daughter, but nothing to worry about” he responded.  “How was your day? Did you do your intense and silly chores of your grandmother?”

Adelia then, laughing, began to tell her grandfather about her day’s trips. Every day she did the same thing; she really loved him.

He had been her best friend throughout her life. He told her stories of dragons and lost kings, since she was a child. He was a storyteller by nature, and passionately describe her every day, in detail, how he had managed to survive his ancient kingdom, covered once in flames. He told her all of his adventures in the mysterious forest of Anaís. It was a beautiful connection.

Mr. Murfeo loved all his granddaughters, but Adelia had been always special for him, since she was the youngest, and the one who visited him the most.

“What's wrong with you, my lovely girl?” Murfeo asked. “You tell me everything with joy and enthusiasm, but suddenly you stop and you have a downturn. You have been like this for days.”

“Grandpa, I’m very worried about your health” the woman replied. “Every day is harder for you to move out of your bed. Are you sure you feel good?”

“Don't worry about me, Adelia” the old man exclaimed. “I'm recovering little by little, and I'm going to finish recovering. These things take time. Be patient. You will see that everything will turn out way better than you think. I promise you that when you least expect it, I will get up from this bed, and I will do your grandmother's annoying chores, faster than you!”

“It's okay, grandpa” said Adelia, smiling. “You still owe me that afternoon tea. You don’t want to tell me your secrets to draw like that!”

“Of course I will tell you, my daughter!” said the old man.

Adelia left the room. She wasn't quite convinced of what her grandfather had said. She felt really worried.

“How is he really, grandma?”

"He’s not well, my daughter" exclaimed the lady with watery eyes. "Nothing I prepare seems to work for him. That infection is killing him. I don't know what else to do.”

“Don't worry, grandma. You are doing everything you can. He is going to recover, you'll see. I´m having a good presumption today. Everything will be fine.”

"May life listen to you, my daughter" said Mrs. Celia. “For now, you can go home. I need you to take these flowers to your mother along the way. Tell her that these are the scents of wheat that I told her.”

“Okay, grandmother” the young woman responded. “Say goodbye to grandpa from my part.”

Adelia began to head towards her mother´s house through Anaís short paths. She was witnessing a magical sunset, which filled her with hopes and good feelings. There were beautiful omens in her feelings, which she couldn't bear to share with her parents.

The noble woman did not live with her parents, however. She had been already two Rimmers living with Lelio, her beloved. He was a great farmer and a great explorer, with great visions. He dreamed of making clay roofs, which he had seen on an excursion he went years ago on the neighboring kingdom of Glamdoer. He longed to impart the baked clay on the roofs of the town's houses, as the roofs made of hay were quickly destroyed in heavy rains, flooding the homes of the locals.

 He was an excellent person, with authentic intentions. Because of this, Adelia fell in love with him and made the decision to start a family together. Although in reality, they could not start their own family. Neither of them could have children, and it was not known exactly why. But at this point, they tried enough times to know something was wrong. Adelia, however, did not tell her parents anything, because she did not lose hope. She made it look as if this, was what she wanted   

Rita from an early age demonstrated excellent sword skill, it was almost natural. Unlike her de ella sisters de ella who dominated in bow  and rope or small swords. Argon taught his daughters the art of combat with and without weapons, and Leyra taught them to master the matter through their feelings, managing to manipulate and redirect a new concept of magic, the nature of Kepler surrendered to the great power of the Daughters of Leyra . Thus, Ceres, Amara, and Rita become the beings with the greatest potential for dominance, material control, magic, and combat. Each had different personalities, Ceres was the oldest of them so she had a character of leader and example, learned and trying to imitate the steps of her sister from ella Erin hers. Amara was the calmest and most loving, she had a lot of empathy for people and animals and radiated a friendly and sociable aura.

The conquers then fell upon the shoulders of the youngest daughter, who had a unique personality. She was almost the opposite of Amara, being reserved and indifferent to people. Ella she very rebellious and she did not agree with the behavior of many people, but she was very intelligent. She had an ability to adapt and improvise better than her sisters de ella, in addition to being the fastest in attack with the sword, she was a prodigy and a great promise for the military kingdom, with only 16 years.

Despite having very different characteristics, the daughters of Leyra loved her mother de ella, and therefore it was because of her and her father that she maintained a balance in the overloads of power that these three had.

On Rita's 17th birthday a great party was held, this number symbolized the beginning of maturity processes and destinies with life. Argon prepared a great party for Rita, which despite being indifferent is in the background she had liked the gesture, but she still seemed without grace. Everyone was happy and celebrating when at night, never-before-seen packs of wolves infiltrated the kingdom, attacking boys and girls and everything in their path. Near the Kingdom of Argon, there was a forest called The Forest of Springs, which was rumored to be full of strange creatures, but Leyra always went with Rita and Amara to the forest to show her how beautiful it was and how she could even interact with creatures. unknown to them. When a group of wolves enter the dinner and interrupt the celebration, they all run away, Rita disperses and everyone runs away from her, when she realizes she has three wolves behind her, causing her to run and escape. In the course of the run and the escape, Rita is cornered and she finds no other way out than to go out through a hidden door outside the empire, which led to the forest of the springs and she decided to escape there.

When this happens Rita without thinking runs and moves further and further away from the kingdom, this being very dangerous since it was a forest with totally unknown areas, and that Argon called it extremely unsafe. When this happens, there comes a time when Rita must face the wolves in the course of the run, eliminating two of them, but one of her is free of her and she is totally injured. Already near dawn, and with Rita cornered, a glow comes out behind the bushes where Rita was cornered, burning the wolf's sight of her and causing the wolf to run away.