Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“This, Emmalee, is a truth seeker. It only works on items, magic or non magic. What it will do is tell me if the item you have truly is what it is being represented as. If there is something that is being falsified, this mirror will tell us. It will also, sometimes, present us with the identity of the person who fabricated the item if it is a fake.”
“Ooh, that sounds interesting. And very useful.” Nikki smiled at the Queen. She had been one of the most nervous before we got here, and now she was as comfortable as she could be.
“Very useful, Nikki dear.” Gloriana nodded her head at her. “Now, Riviana, could you please pass along the items that you have? I believe you mentioned before that there were journals or something of the like.”
“Yes, here they are. They were supposedly written by the Fae ancestor’s mate. She was my great great grandmother and seemed to have lived an unnaturally long life, as did her son. But the long lives seemed to have ended there.”
“Hmm, I wonder if there was something that might have aided her lifespan if that is true. Sometimes, just bearing a half Fae child will elongate a life, not eternally, but it could add a couple decades easily. However, a few hundred years would be unheard of.”
Gloriana looked as if she were thinking about something as she prepared the mirror. I was attuned to magic, so I was probably the only one who felt it when the Queen started to gather her magic in her hands to use on the mirror.
After a moment, the mirror that had only been partially faded before was now completely fogged over. When it could no longer reflect anything at all, Gloriana took the books from my hand and placed them on top of the glass.
She didn’t say any silly words, she didn’t do anything unnecessary, all she did was sit and watch while the magic she had worked took effect.
I leaned forward watching with her, as the fog began to swirl all around the edges of the mirror. The fog was pure white when it started to swirl, but it started to change color almost immediately.
The white darkened to a yellow, and then it slowly started to become a pale green. By the time that the fog had finished changing colors, it was a bright shining green. Gloriana looked at the color and smiled broadly.
“These items are indeed what they have been presented to you as. That is a relief. I would have hated to tell you that they were fakes.”
“That is a relief, since I have based a large portion of what I know on what I read in these journals.”
We all just continued to watch on as Gloriana picked up a journal and started reading one at random. She had chosen one of the last journals that Ellyria had written. It was one that spoke of her longing for her lost love and how it was consuming her still after nearly four hundred years.
With a sad sigh, Gloriana sat that journal down after having skimmed it and picked up another one. It was from somewhere in the middle of the stack, and it spoke of the times that Fynn and Ellyria had to move around. Once again she sighed with sorrow and set the book aside. Finally, she grabbed the first journal and flipped to a random page. I saw her eyes go wide, but I didn’t know what had caused it.
“Gloriana, is everything alright?” She looked scared, nervous, angry, and happy all at the same time. I didn’t know how it was possible, but I had felt that way in the past before so I knew it could be done.
“Riviana, do you know what this journal has just told me?!” There was now nothing but pure excitement dancing in her eyes. “I need to send a message right away.”
As soon as she said those words there was a knock on the door. Well, that was fast, whoever it was.
Gloriana called out to ask who had come to disturb us so I was guessing they had nothing to do with the newest message she was sending.
This interruption turned out to be a servant bearing a delivery.
“Forgive me, my Queen.” He bowed his head immediately. “I was instructed by the master to bring these to you.” He handed her two tiny gold chains.
“Canter, what wonderful timing. Will you tell him that I need his assistance in person, immediately. Do not delay and do not allow him to tell you no. I need him here now!” Gloriana’s voice was excited as she instructed him. “Go, now.”
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“Gloriana, what is going on? What did you find?” Dietrich asked as soon as the door shut behind Canter. “Is there something wrong?”
“No, it’s not that it’s wrong. I’ve only seen one page of this journal, the one from the start of the relationship that this woman had with her Fae lover, but if I am right in my assumption, then I know who you descended from.” There was a bright shining light in her eyes as she spoke. The excitement, the anticipation, the wonder. It was a lot to deal with, I just hoped that we could all handle it.
We sat in silence for several minutes, waiting on the man that Gloriana had just summoned. It felt like the silence was going to drag on forever, and I wouldn’t have been able to handle that. I needed to say something.
“Gloriana, what are those chains?” I asked just as a way to stop the tension from growing even more.
“Oh, yes, in my excitement I nearly forgot. These are the binding charms I had prepared for Reagan and Rika. They will contain their magic more efficiently than that of the warlock items that you had. You can put them around their ankles or wrists, they will size themselves to fit the children snugly but not harm them in any way.”
“This is very helpful, thank you.” I smiled and took them from her hand.
Together, Joaquin and I put the charms onto Reagan and Rika. Just like Gloriana said, as soon as we slipped them onto their wrists, the charms shrunk down to fit like a tight band, but it in no way squeezed the children. I was happy that they were doing as she had said they would.
At that moment, there was a loud and very authoritative knocking at the door. Whoever was out there was someone important. Maybe not as important as the Queen of the Fae, but still pretty high up.
Gloriana waved her hand, and the door opened to reveal a large man. The man looked at the most thirty years old, but I also knew that appearances were deceiving. He would most likely be hundreds, if not thousands of years old. He looked strong, tall, handsome, and angry. His hair was different shades of blue in a gradient that went from almost black dark blue at the top to a light almost white blue at the bottom. His eyes were blue as well, they went from bright sky blue to cornflower blue and then sapphire blue.
“What business did you need me for, Gloriana. I thought you could handle your company on your own.”
“Oh hush now, brother. I have some news for you.” This man was Gloriana’s brother? I would never have pegged them as siblings, except for the fair complexion they were quite different looking.
“Glory, if you’re going to recognize our familial bond in front of strangers, please warn me ahead of time.” He glared at her, but there was a playful smile at the corner of his mouth. “What do you want from me, sister? I was actually quite busy before you interrupted me, not once, but twice.”
“Val, I think I have found something that you need to see. Come, sit with me.” She beckoned him forward and made him sit on the sofa next to her.
“This had better not be something stupid again. I swear if this ends up like that magic light invention the humans have, I will drench you for a month.”
