Night was long, and her mother was exhausted. The rain fell down
in pelts over the sodden would-be queen. A kingdom in wait, and an
heir to be born, but only a child waiting her first breath watched over
the lonely woman that night.
it? From the shadows stepped a man with pale features, and eyes that
burned into the soul. Dark hair whipped around his face as he wordlessly
scooped up the weary lady and took her to his home.
was the beginnings. From the moment that M’Hailerva Rose drew breath,
her life had been bifurcated along the paths of light and darkness.
The father of her body, Sebastion Argragen, or Shadowheart as he was called,
had left her mother without word, without knowledge. The father of
her spirit, Mabon Darkfall began to love her the moment she was born in
his own Manour. He became the father of her soul. Light from
her mother, the princess of light. Shadow from her father, the heart
of shadow. And Darkness from the father who raised her, the Master of Darkfall.
A princess she was, and each of the three offered her their best attributes.
had been tumultuous from an outsider’s point of view, surely. She
had been tossed and split, moving first to Rose Manor and then to Darkfall
and back again more times than she could count. Her parents loved
her desperately, and in time, a brother was added to her family.
If one was to be honest, it was a second brother, but her first, so removed
in his childhood and so unknown in the capture of his youth and subsequent
illness, she hardly counted him at all. Taliesin was another matter
played together and they hid things. They dug and ran and celebrated
the holidays with their parents. She did not understand the changes
going on around her. It was only when she played with Tali, that
everything seemed simple. So they played.
Tali, look! There is something sticking out of this stone.”
see if we can dig it out.” He replied, already anxious to join the
game. The worked for several minutes to little avail. At long last
their stomach’s got the better of them, and they had to return home.
The years passed marked by the nicks on the stone. Each time they
rounded the corner to Rose Willow, the again attempted to dig out the long
needle looking object embedded in the center of the shale.
if you use your power.” Tali had tempted. Haile was just discovering
that though less than her mother’s, her dominion over light had proved
to come in useful at times. She extended her finger and from it came
a blue yellow glow. The stone seemed to heat and then a huge crack
startled them both.
they could touch the coveted treasure, the entire side of the hill began
to tremble. They had to run furiously tripping over falling stones
and debris, simply to save their own lives. . .