A Chance Encounter

[Farryn Loragwyn]

"I will do what must be done," Farryn said firmly. "I would rather die than live with the fact that Faith's deeds with the fact that Faith's deeds will go unpunished,"

"But Farryn-" Calix started.

"Be quiet, the women are talking," she interrupted. "I know what you want and I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this for me. You have always done everything you could to protect me so it's about time I learn to protect myself," her gaze softened as she moved her hand to caress his cheek, passing through it.

"I love you, brother but there is only so much you can do for me," the albino elf smiled bitterly.

'There is only so much you can do for me.' Those words were painful for Calix to hear. He had always thought of her protected but now, he could no longer protect because of his situation. All he had ever wanted was to watch his twin live happily and find someone who loved her more than he to pass the torch to and watch their children grow up. Always by their side, always protecting them like a guardian angel.

[member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]​

 

[Vaena Askari]

[member="Farryn Loragwyn"]n

Cyraea watched the scene between the two. It was probably a good thing that she was nicer and frankly more of a people person than her boss. The aide would not admit it, but she felt a bit proud of Farryn.


"Farryn must learn to stand up for herself. It does not make your bond any less loving, but it is the way it is. She must face her own battles, literally and metaphorically," she said honestly.


She did not mention it directly, but there was also the factor to consider that one day Calix' spirit would move on. She glanced towards the noblelady. "If you are willing to learn, I shall help you so that you can do what is needed - and prevail." Having finished with Farryn's toenails, she got up. "Give your nails some time to dry. Dinner should be ready soon. The Duchess will be expecting you."

 

[Farryn Loragwyn]

Calix remained silent. Though he understood what Farryn must do, it was difficult for him. It was never easy to let go.

"She's right Calix. If I can't become the strong woman I need to be, I am unworthy of the Loragwyn name," she whispered. "My sweet twin brother, I love you and I care about you but I can't move on without obtaining justice for you and me. I know you want nothing more than for me to live a normal life while you watch over me but my life is not normal and will never be normal. Don't you understand? I...can't live like this..." she forced a smile and reached for her brother.

"Farryn..." he whispered with a sad gaze at his sister. "I should go. Seems like dinner will be ready soon and I need to think," he said as his ghostly figure slowly faded away.

"What's for dinner?" Farryn asked in attempt to change the topic of conversation. It hurt her to see her brother upset.

[member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]​

 

[Vaena Askari]

[member="Farryn Loragwyn"]


Calix' spirit slowly faded away into the aether. Undoubtedly, it was difficult for both him and his sister. Like every little bird, Farryn would have to leave the nest some day. "Oh. Last I heard we'll be having steak with Saanbery glaize, vegetables and red wine. There'll be tiramisu or citrus sorbet for dessert," Cyraea replied. It was probably no surprise that the Cadalthors liked fairly ornate meals. Naturally the wine would not be too strong because Eldorai had a low alcohol tolerance. A drunk Tarissa might be...problematic!

 

[Farryn Loragwyn]

"That sounds lovely," Farryn smiled softly. "I haven't had a good meal in quite a long time or consumed wine."

With a thoughtful expression, the albino Eldorai wondered when she might finally be able to sit at the same table with her mother like when she was a child. Perhaps it might be next year? The year after next? Ten year's time? Or possibly never? As much as she missed the luxurious lifestyle she was accustomed to, she missed her mother more - that woman was her everything; her best friend, her confidant, someone to tuck her in and kiss her goodnight and the list goes on...

[member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]​

 

[Vaena Askari]

[member="Farryn Loragwyn"]


Cyraea patted the young noblelady's hand and then arose. Her nails should have dried by now. "Come with me, dear. I shall show you the way." She would wait for Farryn to follow her, then guide her. After all, the penthouse was quite big, so it was easy to get lost. "Word of advice, don't eat or drink until the Duchess has blessed the meal. She takes this very seriously," the aide whispered into Farryn's ear.


Eventually the pair would arrive in a large, very luxurious dining room. The massive transparisteel window would give them a delightful view of Santaissa. The wall was dominated by a life-sized portrait of Queen Ariane the Great and Celestine Cadalthor, the self-proclaimed demonslayer. Both were depicted in martial pose, inspiring their holy warriors as they cut down demonic figures. Light shun upon their brows, giving the impression of a halo. The image probably said a lot about how House Cadalthor in general and Tarissa in particular viewed their place in history.


Tarissa was seated at the head of a table made out of a rare, expensive wood. Even now, in the privacy of her own room, her posture did not relax. Demure looking servant girls were already placing delightfully smelling food dishes upon it. "Farryn, welcome. Do take a seat. You look much better now. I hope the food is to your liking. Cyraea, do be a dear and pour some wine for our guest," she pointed a long, delicate finger towards a chair that was opposite to hers.