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

No wonder you have sought so desperately for it. A humorous word, though, when connected to Me, as I often think of Myself as The High Queen of Death."
    "A wise Queen once told me that peace is a hard-fought battle."
    San'lr'in'thel'ineln’ smiled softly, “To who would you be referring, My Love?"
    "Oh, just some minor, unimportant, and unpowerful High Queen."
    They laughed and came to the door, “I will enter first. The attendants will tell you when to enter. If you become afraid, look upon Me only as you enter."
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    The doors opened as The High Queen was announced. She stepped through the doors, seeing Ann'wn waiting for her, with her arm out to her. Softly so no one would hear, The High Queen said, “Force Leader, you look most splendid.” The High Queen placed her arm upon Ann'wn's.
    She bowed her head slightly to The High Queen, “For you only, my Queen. You are beautiful. Your crown shimmers like the sun's reflection on a soft lake."
    Barely speaking, nodding her head to those in attendance as she passed by, “Thank you. Return to retrieve Jandra when you have completed this task."
    Ann'wn had taken The High Queen to the front of the Great Hall, announcing, “The High Queen of The Realm."
    All knelt and bowed their heads, “High Queen."
    "Please rise. I have a special surprise for you this eve. We have just learned in prior moments that a lineage long thought lost to us yet survives."
    She waited until she saw Ann'wn at the doors, then moved her arm out, directing their attention to where she had entered, “We welcome this eve, Sle'nel’ Ni Riain."
    With that announcement, the doors opened. Jandra stepped through, unbelievably frightened. She moved her eyes to her Queen. Ann'wn stepped forward and took her arm, knowing that Jandra was unaware of her presence. “Princess. May I escort you?"
    Jandra looked at Ann'wn quickly, “Oh! Thank you, Force Leader.” She returned her gaze back to San'lr'in'thel'ineln'. Ann'wn quietly answered, “It is my pleasure, Princess."
    Sam, Meera and Caitha all watched with their breaths held. Meera couldn't take her eyes off of Jandra, “She is most beautiful, Highest. It is overly sad that Woden has lost her. I wonder why I never prior saw her beauty."
    Sam sighed, “If I must lose such a love as this, at least it is to the better of The Realm."
    The High Queen completed her introduction as Jandra walked up to her. Ann'wn delivered Jandra's hand over to The High Queen. The High Queen took it, holding it out from her, as if showing off Jandra, “Sle'nel’ Ni Riain, the last Elfin Faiere Princess."
    The audience stood in amazement. There was truly no question of it—Jandra was an Elfin Faiere Princess. All those in attendance well knew the looks of the long lost line, yet saw it standing directly before them. As soon as The High Queen made her announcement of Jandra as Princess, they all knelt before her, and the room became filled with quiet awe. The High Queen let go of Jandra's arm, and did likewise, “My Elfin Faiere Princess."
    The audience looked in amazement at their High Queen kneeling to Jandra. After a long enough moment, The High Queen looked up and smiled at Jandra. She whispered, “Tell them they may rise now, My Love."
    Jandra looked embarrassed and blushed, “Oh.” She turned to the audience, softly saying, “Please rise."
    The High Queen rose quickly so as to help Jandra out of her embarrassing situation. She looked over to the musicians, nodding. They knew to begin playing the music of the first dance, and did so. The High Queen turned to Jandra, “Would you do Me the honor of the first dance, My Elfin Faiere Princess?"
    She blushed, “Of course, my Queen."
    She took The High Queen's arm as they walked to the middle of the dance floor. The High Queen bowed slightly to Jandra, and Jandra returned the bow, only much lower. The audience stared, yet in amazement at Jandra's lineage and her unsurpassed beauty. As she passed by closely to some of