The Realm's Mystics [Mystic Women of The Realm Series Book 3] Read Free

returned. While Jandra was in her own right one of the most beautiful among The Realm, with the Elfin Faiere garment upon her, she was without question a vision of perfection. The garment was a shimmering cloth whose color was somewhere between glowing gold and off-white. The design was between alluring and innocent, with a slit down the side from the thigh to the ground. None prior had done as such in the Valley. The High Queen was enthralled and speechless. One arm was long-sleeved while the other arm was without a sleeve. The High Queen thought to herself that the Elfin Fairies were humorous in their design, covering the traditional, but adding their nuance.
    "My Queen?"
    She looked upon Jandra's face, gazing into her eyes. Softly, without moving her eyes from Jandra, she said, “Perfect, Tailor."
    Jandra had waited anxiously, wondering how San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ would react to the effect. When she saw The High Queen gaze upon her gown, she knew, and smiled.
    The High Queen looked to one of her attendants, “Tell My Force Leader she accompanies Me in."
    "But, my Queen—"
    The High Queen looked at the attendant with a frown, but said nothing, not wanting to spoil the moment.
    "Yes, my Queen."
    She looked for a longer moment at Jandra, seeing a resemblance in her that brought another to her mind, yet she couldn't place the likeness.
    "What is it, my Queen?"
    She locked eyes with Jandra, “You draw yet another memory forward in Me that I cannot bring forth, fully. These half-memories play with My mind most heavily. I wonder though..."
    The High Queen shook off the moment, taking Jandra's arm, guiding her to a long mirror, “Look, My Love. This is what the Elfin Fairies looked like. You are truly of them. It is amazing to have them back in The Realm with us. You are of them, Sle'nel'. Look at yourself. You look like no other. I should have seen this resemblance long prior, but having never thought this possible with them long gone, it came not into My thinking."
    The High Queen spoke truly. Jandra, in these garments, resembled the Elfin Fairies more than she resembled the First Ones. The changes were subtle, barely noticeable, but were there if one knew what to look for. Her hair, always prior beautiful, was of the Elfin Fairies at this moment, flowing down like waves. Her skin, always prior smooth and softly golden, now shimmered slightly, as if pieces of the gown had rubbed off onto her. Her eyes had taken on the color of the gown, and prior, always shiny, her eyes slightly held the golden color within the gown.
    The High Queen turned to the tailor, “You please Me well, Tailor. Your services have My deepest appreciation. Let Me know of your desire and I will make it so."
    The tailor blushed, “Thank you, my Queen."
    San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ looked at Jandra, raising her arm to her, “Are you ready, My Love?"
    She nodded to San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ and placed her arm upon The High Queen's. They walked down the long corridor side-by-side, looking upon one another. Jandra suddenly felt peaceful knowing she was in her Queen's presence.
    San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ felt the change in Jandra, sensing that her muscles had relaxed, “No matter the issue, My Love, I will always be here for you."
    Jandra smiled shyly, and blushed, “I know, my Queen. Thank you. It is something I never had prior, and perhaps it is always that for which I have searched."
    "You know, Jandra, I consider Myself the most fortunate one in the entire Realm to have you with Me. But to now know you are an Elfin Faiere makes My heart shudder. None such as I could ever hope to hold for Myself the love of an Elfin Faiere."
    "Why is this?"
    "To be loved as a lover by an Elfin Faiere was the greatest gift of all. There is no better or finer love in all The Realm, than this most gentle of loves."
    Jandra smiled upon her, sweetly, “It is yours only, my Queen, and no other."
    San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ smiled, “Given your lineage, Jandra, peace is a part of you.