Bliath: Shattered Read Free Page B

map and put it back in the bag.
    She saddled up Oren, and climbed on.  She was sore, her soul raw, the actions of others chasing after her and catching up, but they press on.
     
    When the sun is in the highest part of the sky, she stops them, by the edge of the Noren River
    that flows through most of the middle and lower part of Bliath.  Sliding down, she feels dizzy,
    her head is spinning a little.  Fera is sure she is just overcome by the stress of the last few days,
    and the raw emotions of everything else.  After getting her bearings, she grabs another food bundle, dried fruit, after taking a few bites, her stomach starts to churn even more, giving up on eating, she gave Oren the rest of the fruit.  Washing her face with the crisp Noren water trying to take the edge off her dizziness with little avail, she mounts back up.  “Well Oren, since we slowed our pace, a little, I think we might as well keep going, you doing ok?”  Oren thinks “yes.” And in the next wave of thought he sends back to her “you?”  “I think I just need, I just things to be back to the way they were.”  Markus voice rings through her memories, and in her brain. “You cannot go back, but you can go forward, don’t wish for the past, but a better future.  Be open to change, for if you slam the door on it, eventually the weight of it will break the door and might crush you. Leaving little left to hope for.”
    After riding a bit longer another way of dizziness hits her harder than before, when she closes her eyes she is pulled back into the library, she can feel she is still on Oren in the middle of the Grerrien Forest, on a not so traveled path, but her mind could not help but be elsewhere.
     
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    “Markus, so the High Queen fell in love with a Power, and because they were bound, making them one, he took her rank and power, and she took his skills?” 
    “Yes Princess, but that is the last known bonding and it was a long time ago, a well recorded bonding.  I believe there have been others but, without record it is hard to tell.”
    “Can a non elf, or a half elf bond?”   “Fera, don’t get caught up with the one romantic detail in this dark book, but to answer your question, I do not see why not, there have been old documents from the dwarves that say it has happened in their race.  Humans in the grand design of things, are fairly new, maybe when they evolve a little more, they might.”  Yes the one romantic detail in a dark book, but how can things be so dark when her world has so much light, and love in it?  “Markus, you tell me not to look back, but is that not what we are doing here”
    “Princess, you need to learn from the past in order to change the future, the key is to learn from it not live in it.”  Fera couldn’t help but sigh, Markus was always speaking in riddles. Rolling her eyes she looks back down at the book The Birth of a Twin Fate:
    100 years after the death of her father and Estreal’s coronation, the queen discovered that she and Ilsar were expecting.  Children, elven children, are a rare gift, and a true sign of love.  Elves and Dwarves, carry on a longer cycle than humans, some attribute this to the longevity they have.
    Estreal, felt odd nearing the end of her pregnancy, she could feel her baby drawing in energy, in dark rooms, she sometimes thought she saw her stomach giving off a soft glow.  Every night Ilsar would talk strategy and battle stories Estreal’s ever growing stomach.  The queen thought the baby would be a girl, but her beloved king, vowed it would be a boy. 
    When the queen knew the time was at hand and their baby would be there soon, Ilsar and she went to the sacred tree.  With the aid of one of the most advanced healers, Estreal, gives birth to a son.  After placing the baby boy in his proud father’s arms, it was clear there was something wrong with the queen, her pain was not easing,