by Candy Crum
But things within the group were going perfectly.
Toward the end of the first meeting Talia had with Jackson’s group, she found a rather interesting piece of the puzzle.
After perusing through the home while the others listened to Scarlett’s grand tale about the ancestors and their bloodlust and consequent increase in power, Talia found another painting, one of a small girl. A small girl that looked incredibly familiar.
Looking more closely, Talia found a familiar name on the gold-plated tag at the bottom.
Arryn.
Jackson and his group had inadvertently held their very first meeting in none other than the house Arryn had spent the first half of her life in. At that moment, Talia made it her goal to figure it out exactly who Arryn was and why she was back in the city.
So far, Scarlett had found that none of the students had any idea. All Arryn had told anyone was that she was once an Arcadian who’d left the city and ended up being raised in the Dark Forest.
But who the hell would choose to be raised in the Dark Forest?
There was much more to the story, and Talia intended find out.
Talia sent a letter with one of the teachers in the group to give to Jackson. Talia wanted to meet with him and talk about the newest teacher on the block.
It would take a hell of a lot more than just her wishing for it to get what she needed.
Jackson was a very handsome guy, and she figured Arryn probably wasn't used to having guys falling over her. Perhaps Talia could teach Jackson to use his looks for her benefit.
Having become impatient, Talia made her way out of her office and down the stairs, heading toward the classrooms. Unsurprisingly, she found Scarlett waiting for her.
"Shocker. Am I going to have to tie a bell around your neck?" Talia asked.
Scarlett smiled. "Kinky," she declared with a wink. "You can tie whatever you’d like around my neck. But that's not why I'm here."
Talia rolled her eyes. "Well, it sure as hell isn't teaching. Do you even really have a job? Didn't I hire you for something?"
"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you didn't appreciate my help. I work so hard to avoid my classroom, and this is the thanks I get?" When Talia didn't respond, Scarlett just continued, "Ugh. I have them trying to turn wood into glass. I figured if they could learn how to do that you could put them to use on the rebuild and look even more like a hero."
That earned a smile from Talia. "Now you’ve impressed me. Not just annoyed the piss out of me. Now, I assume you strained so hard to avoid your classroom to come see me for more than flirting, correct?"
"Maybe. But since flirting isn't getting me anywhere, I was wondering if you'd found anything out about Arryn and her noble quest."
Talia shook her head. "So far, all I have to go on is what you’ve told me, and I will never know if that’s true or not. Not exactly sure if I can trust you. I still think that fight with Jackson was a little too convenient…"
"I told you I had nothing to do with it. I came across the fight, and I stopped it. Granted, I might've let him take an extra punch, but they were already trading blows."
Talia trusted Arryn more than she trusted Scarlett, mostly because Scarlett had the ability to make people think whatever she wanted them to. Talia wasn't exactly sure how sensitive to mystical magic she was, though.
Her father had taught her how to put up a barrier, but Scarlett had already been in her head once, though she'd been drunk at the time.
"It doesn't matter. At this point, I don't know if I have a choice. I need eyes and ears, or, in this case, your powers. Jackson should be coming to meet me at any moment and I'm going to tell him that I'm transferring him into Arryn's class with another student, Maddie. She elected into the class. Only half the school so far is required to take the nature magic class. I'm moving him into it to get close to Arryn."
Scarlett suddenly got excited, quietly clapping her hands. "Now, this is more my territory. Good plan. Would you like to know what I found out?"
Talia sighed, closing her eyes as her head dropped a little. "Why didn't you start by telling me you had information? Must you always play with my head?" Scarlett opened her mouth to say something, but Talia put her hand over it. "And if you say that you'll play with whatever I ask you to, I'm probably going to punch you."
Talia slowly pulled her hand away, revealing a devious smile on Scarlett's face.
"Now who's the mind reader? You can punch me if you like, I don't mind. But my discovery! I found out that Arryn came here with another druid. Not a fake one, though, a real one. In fact, one of the girls in one of her classes that I spied on has a dad who is training with Cathillian. He was among the first group involved in the remnant attack. They’ve been learning how to grow trees or some shit. Anyway, apparently, he's pretty hot, at least if the girl’s thoughts were correct."
"And? She has a hot druid friend? This is your big information?" Talia asked.
"You mentioned using Jackson against Arryn. I assumed you meant having him flirt with her, act interested in her. What if you got close to the druid? He isn't gonna know how to deal with a woman quite like you. Use your charms on him, make him like you. I've been in Arryn's head. She doesn't like you. She definitely doesn't trust you. I'm telling you, you need to make a choice. Personally, I say just get rid of her."
Talia sighed again. "I told you I can't do that. I made a huge mistake when Amelia first told me she hired Arryn. I freaked out when she said Arryn helped her figure out that Amos hadn’t been killed in the Boulevard and she might even be able to find the killer. I might have suggested in a very rushed manner that the new teacher might have been the one to do it, because the murder happened right about the time she got to town."
Scarlett grimaced. "Yeah, that's no good. It doesn't help she's been telling her druid friend just how much she doesn't trust you. If she disappeared, I suppose it would stand to reason that you had something to do with it. Dammit. Well, I guess we’ll have to get rid of the nature bitch the hard way."
Talia jumped, her eyes wide as she saw none other than Arryn rounding the corner to head down the opposite hallway. Arryn's eyes briefly met hers as she made her way toward her classroom.
Talia turned cold, hateful eyes on Scarlett. When she spoke, her voice was low, barely audible, though the darkness in it could be felt. "Explain to me how in the hell that just happened. Explain to me how someone like you, a mystical magic user, could miss someone approaching, let alone the one person we are trying to get rid of."
Scarlett looked just as shocked as Talia did. "I have no idea. I guess I just got distracted. It's really early, you know. I've been using my powers a lot lately, and not getting much time to meditate properly. It takes a toll. You try conjuring fireballs all day every day and not sleeping, and tell me just how well your abilities work! Simple mistake. Do not snap at me."
Talia groaned as she considered the mystic’s words. Put in that context, she could understand how it could happen. Grudgingly, she decided she could let it go.
Glaring at Scarlett, Talia said, "Don't let it happen again." Scarlett only nodded in response. Talia relaxed a little, crossing her arms.
Scarlett cleared her throat. "I've been thinking. The remnant have been quite a distraction around here, wouldn't you say?"
Talia snorted. "The kids are scared shitless of them. Don't get me wrong, they're scared of having a murderer on the loose, too, but the remnant seemed to be driving everyone absolutely mad, no pun intended."
Scarlett’s expression turned thoughtful. Finally, she said, "Good. That's what I thought, too. Perhaps we should pay a little visit to the Madlands this weekend. What do you say?"
Talia’s eyes widened. "The Madlands? What exactly did you have in mind?"
Scarlett smiled. "The remnant may be violent and seem stupid, but they aren't. They can even speak. I think it's time to pay them a visit, see if we might be able to strike a deal. If we can time their attacks and coax them a littl
e closer to Arcadia, we might be able to control the city entirely. With everyone distracted, we can do pretty much anything we need to."
Talia looked impressed. "That’s probably the best idea I've heard so far. It would divide the city between those who want to strike against them and those who want to stay inside the city walls and barricade themselves indoors. They're already arguing about it, and the remnant are as far south in the valley as they can go without running into the rearick. It's obvious they're only protecting their lands. But if we staged it that way, everyone would lose their minds."
Scarlett nodded. "Then it’s settled. This weekend we’ll go to the Madlands and pay the remnant a little visit. You're gonna need to be rested up, and so will I. I’ll practice my meditation and rest my mind. You can use Jackson for information from now on unless you state otherwise."
Talia nodded, stepping to the side to reveal the boy in question approaching from down the hallway.
"Ah, Jackson." Talia beamed. "You have perfect timing. Come with me to my office, we have things to discuss."
CHAPTER TEN
Echo had just returned from the Dark Forest on an errand to deliver a letter from Elysia when there was a knock at the front door. Cathillian set the letter down on the table next to the couch and went to answer it.
As he opened the door, his eyes nearly fell out of his head. There was a beautiful woman standing there, holding a rather large fruit basket and smiling.
"Hi! Is Arryn around? I brought her a welcome present."
Confused, Cathillian answered, "No, she's still at the Academy. She's a teacher there."
The woman laughed, the sound rich and beautiful. "Actually, I knew that. I'm Talia, the Dean. I just thought she'd be home by now. Anyway, I guess I can leave this here with you."
Cathillian smiled, unable to resist her charm. Just from looking at the woman, he couldn't understand why Arryn hated her so much. She was not only beautiful, but she gave off no warning signs of any kind. That feeling that Arryn kept going on about was completely absent for him.
He stepped back out of the way and motioned for her to come inside. "Please, come in."
Talia shook her head, still smiling. "No, I couldn't impose. I thought to give these to her at school, then I realized that would be rather rude because she would have to carry them home. I didn't quite pay attention to the time, but I guess I left school early today. I was hoping to catch her, but this is okay. I'd rather you surprise her with them."
Cathillian heard the flap of large wings behind him, and he turned to see Echo land on the back of the couch and stare at their new guest. Her chest was puffed out, as she would in the presence of someone she didn’t like.
Is it just a female thing? he asked himself.
"Are you aware that you have a large eagle in your living room? Or is that normal for druids?" Talia asked, amused.
Cathillian laughed and reached for the fruit basket. "I'll take this; it looks pretty heavy. I'm gonna go put it in the kitchen. As for the eagle, this is my familiar, Echo. She's a golden eagle."
Echo screeched, unfurling her massive wings and stretching to show off just how large she was.
"Well, she's beautiful. I'm pretty sure that's the largest bird I've ever seen in my life," Talia told him.
Cathillian walked back into the room, smiling at Echo before giving her chest a scratch. "Yeah, she's pretty incredible. We come to rely on our familiars quite a bit. She's saved my ass a time or two."
Talia crossed the room, cautiously reaching out. "A man with a very large… bird. Mind if I touch it?"
Cathillian laughed. "Sure. She's completely tame." There was a loud screech as Echo pointedly looked at Cathillian. "And a smart-ass."
Talia laughed. "Do you guys communicate with one another?"
Cathillian nodded. "We do. I've never quite understood how the bond works, but because of our magic, we just naturally understand each other when we bond. I guess it's like meeting someone and spending a lot of time with them when they don't speak your language. You may figure out exactly what they're talking about, but never learn how to speak it yourself. It's the same with us. When I talk, the bond somehow translates it into something she can understand, and vice versa. I can even look through her eyes and see what she sees when I need to."
Talia's expression turned to surprise as she looked from Cathillian to Echo and back again. "That's incredible! I can't imagine what it would be like to be so close to an animal of any kind. Does Arryn have a familiar? Is it a golden eagle, too?"
Laughing, Cathillian said, "No, Arryn doesn't have one, though, don't mention that to her, because she absolutely hates it. We don't search for familiars; it just happens. We have a natural ability to communicate with animals, though it's mostly through feelings. Basically, we can communicate that we're not hostile, and can even coax them to us once they realize we’re safe.”
Echo unfurled her wings, flying across the room to perch on the table. Cathillian could tell Talia made her uncomfortable, though he still couldn’t understand why. She seemed nice to him. He wondered if it was out of sympathy for Arryn.
After all, they were close, too.
Ignoring the strange raptor, Cathillian continued. “Only the bond allows us to really understand each other, though. And sometimes while playing with an animal or interacting with it in some other way, a bond forms. Unfortunately, Arryn has never been able to seal a bond, though she has a much stronger natural gift with animals than most. She can talk to several at once. She doesn't have to work quite as hard as the rest of us, which is strange. It’s like she has all the benefits of the bond except the actual closeness."
“And druids can bond with any kind of animal?" Talia asked.
Cathillian nodded. "Yep. My mother has a large Shire horse, and my grandfather, the Chieftain, he has a gigantic bear named Zobig."
"Zobig? That’s funny. And your grandfather is the Chieftain? So, he was involved in building the city in the beginning? That's so interesting. What brings you to the city? Everything I've ever heard is that the druids are completely elusive. I thought you guys loved the Dark Forest so much you don't leave."
Cathillian laughed. "Well, that's true for the most part. We do love the Dark Forest. But now that I've discovered hot showers, I'm having a hard time imagining myself back there. Those waterfalls are nice, but they don't hold a candle to hot water."
Talia smiled, looking to the floor before gazing back at him. "I can't help but find you interesting, but maybe I just have a soft spot for a guy with a big bird. Of course, I'm sure you expected that. Around here, you’re rather exotic. I'm sure most of the girls have been giving you a… hard time."
Cathillian couldn't believe his pointed ears, his jade green eyes widening a bit. This beautiful woman found him attractive? He joked about finding himself sexy and always gave Arryn a hard time, but he only did it to get under her skin. He wasn't actually that narcissistic.
Arryn was wrong about Talia in many ways. And now that he'd met her and things were clearly going so well, he wondered if he'd be able to convince Arryn that she wasn't so bad.
At the moment, he couldn't help but find himself distracted by her. He couldn't seem to focus on anything other than her. He'd never met anyone like her.
"I've mostly been spending my time with men." He laughed again. "Nothing like that, though. Not that I wouldn't be flattered, but I'm just helping them learn how to grow trees so they don't have to go so close to the Madlands for lumber. And so they don't take from the Forest and not give back. As for girls, Arryn is a full-time job. She's my best friend, basically family. And even though she’s capable of doing it herself, I’ve made it my duty to ensure she's protected while we’re here, so I haven't really had a chance to go out for anything other than training purposes."
"Oh, that's too bad. I'm sorry to hear it. She's incredible. Very talented. Her class has been going well, and the students seem to really like her. She's a great asset to the Academy. And all of your
teaching must be going for a good purpose. Still, it's a shame you don't get any time to yourself."
Cathillian waved his hands. "No, it's not an inconvenience at all. When you're as close as we are, it's normal. I just want to make sure I help her do what she came to do. She's waited her whole life to come back to Arcadia to find out what happened to her dad, so I wanna make sure I do what I can."
Talia covered her heart with her hand, her expression turning concerned. "What do you mean? What happened to her dad? We don’t really know much about her except she grew up in the Forest."
Cathillian sighed as he looked at the floor for a moment, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "I'm surprised you don’t know. It's not really my story to tell, so I won't go into too many details, but her father was taken by Adrien ten years ago. She and her mom fled on horseback to the Dark Forest. Her mom was killed before she even made it, but she was able to save Arryn. My mother took her in."
Realization hit Talia in the face. "Oh, that makes sense. Now I see why she would spend ten years in the Dark Forest. Your mother must be a wonderful woman to have taken in a child she'd never met, and an Arcadian, no less."
Cathillian waved his hand again. "There's a lot more to the story, which I'll save for her to tell if ever she feels the need, but that’s what happened. And here we are now."
Talia nodded before looking at the windows. "Oh my, I didn't realize how late it was getting. I’d better get out of here. I'm sorry to run, but with everything going on, I'm always trying to find new ways to help. The Chancellor can't do everything on her own, and even though I know she has a lot of help, two more hands aren’t gonna hurt."
Cathillian smiled. "It's pretty great that you take so much on yourself like that. Running an entire Academy would be enough to drive me crazy. Trying to help the Chancellor on top of that would be even worse. Are you sure you have to go? Arryn should be here soon."
