#earthrunes

(...almost)

....Some time later, in languid disarray on a plush rug as they never quite made it to the bed, Coradel says, "Mmmm....I'd almost forgotten, I wanted to ask you something."

"Ask away" He stretches a bit

She props herself up on one arm and looks at him. " 'Beloved of a fate'...?"

He laughs "That's the one you want to know of eh?" A sigh, "Not all 'Adhene' or Dark Kin served the Fomorians.. there is a brand , the Scathach respect them highly, who are basicaly born of dreams of fate. Excellent southsayers, and they have three faces, very 'maiden mother crone' depending on their mood. I...well, one grew to 'know me' and I her..and it got rather serious. "

She gently strokes his arm, to comfort, not to entice. "You're using the past tense."

"Duty, and fate also pulled us apart..." He smiles, "SHe is one of the few women I might have sworn with"

A surprised look. "She must have been amazing." A pause. "She still lives?"

"I don't know, I hope so, but ever since then 'beloved by fate' has been a title. SHe did call me beloved more than once, and was powerful enough that few dare deny it" A ssmile, "And she was amazing. Taught me a few things, and I taught her how to use her keen senses in..more wordly ways than she figured possible"

She smiles. "I don't doubt it...and I hope somehow you may meet her again."

"So that's the title got you curious? A kiss, "Credit Innish. He was in fine mood. Oh, you did realize he was impressed by Ilexa, yes?"

"I did. As was I. She may be an acting herald now, but certainly she will have a full position somewhere soon."

She rises and begins to re-robe, assuming that her clothing survived. "You remind me, though, that I need to speak with Shalimar."

"Oh?" her clothing did, though a few stitches might need redone

"Mm." She nods, pulling her shoes back on. "He pulled a prank and got Innish involved while he was very drunk, apparently...and I have some questions." A quick readjustment of her hair in a mirror, and then she looks back at him fondly. "This was wonderful, my mentor, thank you."

"Your choice, my dear student, but... if they did it out of love for you, go easy on them" A chuckle, he watcher her hair obey her direction perfectly, "Almost as if someone has tamed flame. And I think the thanks are mutual, my dear. You make me feel a wilder"

"You certainly did feel a wilder." A playful smile. "Sometime soon, you must feel her again. But for now, I must go freshen up before I decide whether or not to 'go easy' on anybody." She blows him a kiss, and is out the door.

He watches her go, "Don't care if it's justified or not, I'm taking partial credit for her performance" A stretch and a snooze, mostly to horrify a boggan who does the cleaning later.. or maybe NOT horrify if she'd like to help him bathe.

(End Scene)