“You do not,” announced Gewey. “As I understand it, you are asking me to testify for Theopolou, and that is all. I see no reason to explain myself to you, or anyone else. If you no longer want me to testify, I will respectfully take my leave. I have urgent matters to attend to, and time is short. ”
Bellisia raised an eyebrow. “And you think you can just leave? You think we can allow you to wander the world, bonded to one of our own?”
“Do not threaten my guests,” boomed Theopolou. “I have given them both sanctuary.”
Bellisia smiled innocently. “I make no threat. And your offer only extends as far as your domain. Unless you intend to have them reside here forever.” She waived her hand dismissively. “In any case, the boy can keep his secrets - for now. But he must be guarded if he is to accompany us to the Chamber of the Maker.” She looked down at Gewey. “Do you agree to this?”
Gewey nodded.
Bellisia looked up and down the group of elders. “Are there any objections?” She smiled with satisfaction when there were none. “Good. Then we depart at once.” Theopolou turned and walked off the stage, pushing past Gewey and Kaylia, who followed close after him. The other elders lingered until they had left the chamber, their eyes following them out.
“She is up to no good,” Theopolou muttered.
“What do you mean?” asked Gewey.
“There was no reason for this meeting in the first place,” he explained. “The questions she asked were meaningless. You had already agreed to come, and a guard would have been put on you regardless. I thought she simply wanted to see you out of sheer curiosity, but now I suspect she may be hiding something.”
“Do you think she knows about Gewey?” whispered Kaylia.
“Perhaps,” Theopolou replied, his brow creased in thought. “If she does, there is only one way she could have come upon this knowledge, and that worries me.”
Thoughts of the Dark Knight exploded in Gewey's mind, and he remembered the dream he’d had the night he left Sharpstone. “What should we do?” he asked.
“There is nothing to do,” the old elf answered. “We must allow this to play out. If Bellisia and her allies plan to join with Angrääl, we must call them out in front of the others. I will send word ahead to the elders who chose not to attend here today. They will not ignore a summons to the Chamber of the Maker.”
“I thought all the elders were already here,” remarked Gewey.
“No,” said Theopolou. “The seven elders here, including myself, are chief's among our people, and can speak for our tribes in the absence of the others.”
“Will they have time to get there?” asked Kaylia.
“I hope so,” said Theopolou. “I should be able to get word to them quickly enough for most to arrive ahead of us, though those from the northern tribes will never be able to get there in time.” Theopolou walked them to the front door and left them just outside.
“I'm worried,” said Kaylia, as they made their way around to their rooms. “I have never seen my kind behave with such malice and deceit toward one another. Linis was right all along. The second split is inevitable.”
“Does that mean you will change your mind about facing judgment?” asked Gewey.
Kaylia smiled and touched his hand. “I don't know. At least, not yet.”
“Whatever happens, I'll be there beside you,” said Gewey, with grim determination.
“That reminds me,” said Kaylia. “I have decided we shall complete the ritual of bonding once we arrive at the Chamber of the Maker.” She glanced sideways at Gewey. “That is, if you are agreeable.”
“I...” he stuttered. “That is...” He stopped short and cleared his throat. “Of course, I am.”
“Good,” said Kaylia. “Linis will instruct you on the ceremony along the way. Also, you need instruction in our customs if you are to be mine. I will see to that personally.”
Gewey's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. If the Sharpstone Village Mothers could see him now. They had tried to play matchmaker for him more times than he cared to remember.
Once in his room, Gewey packed his gear and changed into his own tan leather pants and thin wool shirt. As he strapped on his sword he heard a knock at the door. “Come in.”
The door opened and Akakios walked in with three other grim-looking elves. All were wearing hard leather armor, a long knife, and a bow and quiver across their backs.
Gewey bowed. “I take it you are my guards.”
“We are,” Akakios affirmed. “These three are from the personal escort of Lady Bellisia. They wish me to tell you that they have no desire to speak with you, and any questions should be directed to me.”
Gewey couldn't help but be amused and laughed softly. This brought angry stares from the three elves and a smile from Akakios.
“You are not permitted to carry your weapon,” said Akakios. “I will carry it for you, if you wish.”
“That's fine,” said Gewey, unbuckling his sword. “But take care not to touch anything but the scabbard or you will be burned.”
Akakios looked in wonder at the sword as Gewey handed it over. He couldn't help but test what Gewey had told him and touched the blade anyway. Immediately he withdrew his hand, wincing in pain.
“I have never heard of such a weapon,” marveled Akakios. “How did you come by it?”
“Perhaps I'll tell you along the way.” He couldn't help but get in a quip, designed to get under the other elves’ skin. “That is, if I have time. Linis is to instruct me in the bonding ceremony, and Kaylia is to teach me more about elf ways and customs.”
The three elves stirred uneasily, but said nothing. Gewey smiled with satisfaction. Akakios closed his eyes and shook his head with a groan.
Gewey grabbed his gear and allowed himself to be led from the room to the front of the house. At least thirty elves awaited him. Theopolou and the six other elders, along with their armed escorts, stood near the base of the statue. Kaylia and Linis stood a few feet away from them, talking quietly. Gewey began to approach Linis and Kaylia, but Akakios stopped him.
“You must remain with us until we make camp,” said Akakios, almost apologetically. “You are free to speak to whoever you wish then. But you are to stay silent as we travel.”
This irritated Gewey, but he could see no alternative other than to concede. It was then that Linis walked straight up to him and slapped him on the back. At first it seemed as if the guards would try to prevent him, but one glance from Linis made it very clear that he would not be hindered.
“They have no jurisdiction over me, Gewey,” said Linis. “I'll walk with you.” He noticed Gewey looking at Kaylia. “She'll walk with her uncle and his escort - for now.”
This satisfied Gewey. He could see that Linis had unnerved the elders, but they did nothing to stop him.
They set off through the front gate, the elders and escorts leading the way, followed by Gewey, Linis, and Gewey's guards. As they traveled, Gewey spent the rest of the day listening to Linis tell stories about his exploits and adventures.
For such a large group, they covered ground swiftly, not stopping to rest until it was time to make evening camp. By then they had covered nearly forty miles. Akakios and the other three elves set up their bedrolls a few feet away from Gewey and Linis. Kaylia stayed near Theopolou until they had settled in, but joined Gewey and Linis soon after, as they were retrieving some bread and dried fruit from their packs. Linis had already warned Gewey that they would not be building a fire for cooking along the way, explaining that the elders intended to travel swiftly and unnoticed. At first, the lack of a fire worried Gewey. He only had the provisions he’d arrived with, and some of these required cooking. But Linis assured him there would be enough dried meat and fruit to go around.
“Have you gone over the ceremony with Gewey?” Kaylia asked Linis.
“I will tomorrow,” he replied. “I do not think the others are comfortable with the idea, so I thought it best to wait a da
y or two.”
“You don't have to worry about that,” said Gewey with a mischievous grin. He told them about the remark he had made at Theopolou's house in front of his guards.
“You should not provoke them,” Linis warned. “Bellisia is one of Theopolou's main opponents, and they serve her.”
“It’s not like it's a secret that Kaylia and I are bonded,” Gewey argued. “Besides, they deserved it. I mean really. Akakios isn’t in favor of human-elf relations, but he still manages to act decently towards me. The others have refused to even address me properly.”
Linis couldn't help but smile. “It would have been amusing to see them squirm. But still, they could be dangerous, and now you are unarmed.”
“I may be unarmed,” said Gewey, “But I am far from defenseless.”
“A fact we don't want them to know,” added Kaylia. “Some of them probably suspect you of being a half-man, and that's bad enough. But at least it explains your ability to channel the powers of the earth. If you were forced to defend yourself and unleashed those powers upon them, we would be faced with a whole new set of problems.” She reached over and touched Gewey's arm, causing him to blush. “After we complete the bonding, then there will be nothing they can say or do.”
“Which brings a question,” said Linis. “Who shall preside over the ceremony?”
“Theopolou would do it, if I asked,” replied Kaylia. “but I fear it would jeopardize his position among the others. I was hoping you might do us the honor. As a seeker, it is within your right.”
Linis bowed his head. “I would be honored to do so. But I still think you should speak to your uncle about this. He has done nothing to oppose your union with Gewey, though I am certain he is not happy about it. In fact, if I am not mistaken, he has pressed you to follow through with it.”
“You are right, of course,” said Kaylia. “I will speak to him tomorrow.”
“Do you think Theopolou is really in danger?” asked Gewey.
“I do,” answered Linis. “But from who, I cannot say.”
“Bellisia seems to be the most likely candidate,” said Gewey. “She all but threatened to have me killed.”
Linis furled his brow and shook his head. “I would not be so quick to pass judgment on Lady Bellisia. Her hatred is limited to humans and well - the gods. She opposes Theopolou, but it is hard for me to imagine her conspiring with humans for any reason. Even if it meant regaining our kingdoms and lands.”
“Who then?” asked Kaylia. “Certainly not Lord Chiron. He has been as a brother to Theopolou since they were children. Lord Aneili is the only other elder who wanted Theopolou called to judgment, but it's hard to imagine him doing anything so dishonest. And the rest are Theopolou's allies.”
“Are they?” asked Linis, “I'm not so sure. You cannot be betrayed by your enemies, only your friends.”
“Are you sure there is a plot?” asked Gewey.
Linis shook his head. “You hit upon it, my friend. I suspect there is. I feel there is. But I do not know it. Everything I have predicted would happen, and needed to happen, has happened. Theopolou is exposed, and you are unprotected - at least, they believe that you are.” Linis leaned in and whispered. “My seekers are near should we be attacked, or should someone attempt to follow us.”
This comforted Gewey, and he could feel Kaylia's mood lift as well. “How long until we arrive?” he asked.
“Normally, it would take more than a week,” Linis replied with amusement. “But they seek to exhaust you by maintaining a pace no human could endure for very long. At this rate we will be there in five days, maybe less.”
Gewey smiled. “I'll try to look tired.”
“I will rejoin Theopolou,” said Kaylia. “I suggest you use this time to prepare for our ceremony.” She rose to her feet and walked off in the direction of the others.
“She's right,” said Linis. “You would not wish to anger your unorem on your first day of bonding.”
“Unorem?” asked Gewey.
Linis laughed. “Wife is how you would say it. But partner might be more accurate.”
Gewey blushed and whispered, “Unorem.” He looked up at Linis. “I hope I'm ready for this.”
“You're ready,” assured Linis. “And if you are not, then you soon will be. In fact, I envy you. It takes courage to enter into the bonding. To share that much of oneself is not a matter to be taken lightly, yet I cannot help but wonder what it would be like.”
“Do you have an...unorem?” asked Gewey.
“No,” Linis replied. “I loved once. But my life as a seeker kept me ever from her. In time she chose another.”
“And now,” he asked. “Is there anyone?”
Linis paused for a long moment. “There is someone I desire. And I believe she desires me. But I fear I will never have the chance to find out for certain.”
“Who is it?” Gewey pressed. “Tell me.”
Linis smiled dolefully. “It is not in our custom to ask such questions.”
“I'm sorry,” said Gewey. “But it's not like I would know her. The only elves I know are mostly here with us.”
“And what makes you think she is an elf?” asked Linis.
“You mean she's human?” exclaimed Gewey. Akakios and the other guards looked up for a second, but then returned to their meal.
“You must learn discretion,” Linis scolded. “I did not say she was human. I did not say anything.” He sighed. “I will tell you. But you must keep this knowledge to yourself.”
“I swear.” Gewey leaned forward.
“Celandine,” said Linis.
“Dina?” Gewey laughed as quietly as he could manage.
“Is it in your custom to make sport of a friend’s emotions?” he said.
Gewey calmed himself. “I'm sorry. Really. It's just unexpected. When did this happen?”
“I knew I felt something for her from the moment we met,” said Linis. “Though at the time I thought she was fully human, so those feelings were easy enough to dismiss. I would live for hundreds of years, and she would grow old and die. I would not court her only to watch her slip away. But when I touched her hand for the first time and felt the elf blood coursing through her veins, it quickly became clear to me that I could no longer simply ignore what was in my heart.”
“And you say she feels the same way?” asked Gewey.
Linis shrugged. “I can tell she feels something. But what exactly that is, I don't know. If we both live through this adventure, I intend to find out.”
Gewey slapped him on the shoulder. “We'll live through this. And when we do, I just know it will work out for you.”
“Perhaps,” he said. “But that is a question only the future can answer. For now, we must concern ourselves with more immediate issues.”
Linis spent the next few hours going over the ceremony with Gewey, having him repeat it back to him over and over. Once Linis was satisfied they had covered as much as they could, the two of them lay down to sleep for what little rest time remained.
Gewey could feel Kaylia through their bond and was tempted to reach out to her, but in the end decided not to risk causing trouble with the elders. He still wasn't sure about the extent of their abilities, and it would be wise not to stir things up until he really needed to.
Chapter 23
An hour before sunrise they were underway again. Linis spent the first few hours picking up where they had left off the night before. The bonding ceremony wasn't particularly complex, but he made it clear to Gewey that each part held great significance, and it was very important to get it exactly right.
“I have never seen the bonding performed,” he said. “And I don't really understand the bonding in the same way that Theopolou would. But as you are connected with Kaylia's spirit already, I don't think it will be difficult for you.”
“I hope not,” said Gewey.
Linis threw his arm around Gewey's neck. “Don't worry. Things will go as planned. Besides, you are about to become the e
nvy of many an elf.”
They went over the ceremony a few more times, then let their conversation drift to lighter subjects. Gewey's guards kept their distance, but by midday Akakios joined in. He had heard of Linis and held him in high regard, despite the fact that he had been named a traitor.
They covered another forty miles before they stopped. Gewey noticed the elves occasionally glancing over at him to see if he were tiring yet. He knew it would be wise to feign fatigue, but his pride simply wouldn't allow this. Every time he caught one of their eyes he just smiled happily and whistled a bright tune. This brought fierce stares and chatter among the elders - all except Theopolou, of course.
Once camped, Kaylia joined them again. She looked burdened with worry. “What’s wrong?” asked Gewey.
“Theopolou,” she replied. “He doesn't seem well.”
“You mean he's ill?” asked Gewey.
Kaylia shook her head. “Not ill exactly. It’s more like he is slowly being drained of all energy.”
Linis smiled sympathetically. “Theopolou is very old, Kaylia. Perhaps this trip, and our quick pace, is too much for him.”
Kaylia shook her head. “I know, but it's more than that. It's as if his very spirit is being gradually taken away from him.”
“I might be able to help,” offered Gewey.
“How do you mean?” asked Linis.
“I could give him part of what I have,” Gewey said. Then he shook his head. “No. That's not what I mean. I can't really describe it, but I think I can put power from the earth inside him.”
Linis looked at Gewey in wonder for a moment. “How did you learn to do such a thing? Only the greatest of elf sages have ever been able to do this.”
“I don't know,” he admitted. “I don't even know that I can do it for sure. I just feel that I can. Ever since I journeyed to the spirit world for the first time I keep getting these...impressions. It's like I know I can do a thing, but I don't know what it is.” He rubbed his chin. “I don't understand it, but I still think I can help Theopolou - if he'll let me.”
“I'll ask him,” said Kaylia, rising to her feet. She paused and looked down at Gewey, smiling. “Thank you,” she said. With that, she walked off to speak to Theopolou.
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