The Elven Princess

Aaron’s POV ~

Three days!!? We just went to sleep and took a three day nap! It has to do with Esterlin and Artemis.. 🐺 Art.. talk to me, bro. What is this Mark? 🐺 The mark is from my venom.. the hair is from Esterlin. By exchanging venom.. you are now part Elf. You will be able to do a lot of what Shaelin does.. just a lesser scale. Better practice, dude! 🐺 Wait! What?? Has this ever happened before?” 🐺 Not exactly! Malcolm and Nimue were supposed to trade venom.. she was supposed to be Queen.. but chose to abdicate to Arwyn. 🐺 I am still not seeing what you are sounding so obvious about! Can you explain it more? 🐺 Not really! It has to do with the Great War that happened two centuries ago.

That was completely unhelpful! I told Gavin what Artemis said and Malcolm’s head came up sharply “Nimue and I were supposed to trade venom? That was done away with last century.. we didn’t know. Apparently, our wolves didn’t know, either.” I thought about it a minute and responded “Apparently, I now share some Elven gifts with Shay. I have no clue what that even means. Life would be much easier if we were all born with instruction manuals!”

Gavin laughs “We aren’t furniture, Bro!” Andrew shrugged “I could have used a manual! It should cover all aspects.. childhood..puberty.. hormones! And, please Goddess.. a whole chapter dedicated to negotiating mates! Sure would have read that chapter more than once!” I laughed “Rough go with that?” Malcolm shook his head and mumbled “You have no idea!”

Shaelin walks in with a huge book..and a look on her face that makes my sphincter pinch..and the only thing running through my mind is ‘Uh Oh! This can’t be good. Nothing good comes from a face with that expression’

She slams the book down..and says “We are part of a Legend.. that reads more like a prophecy. Apparently… we are going to fight a great battle.. which we knew..and I was okay with that. But we have to force Corellan to step down as Lord of Alfheim.. his turning a blind eye has corrupted the realm completely. The Blood Elves are dwindling.. their numbers depleted. The Dark Elves are bored because they have wreaked all the havoc they can in a closed off Realm. The Light Elves are giving up because they’re tired of fighting for right. Our mission… should we decide to accept it.. is to unite the two Realms, in harmony. Establish commerce and trade.. teach Elves to live in harmony with other species.. Like werewolves, vampires and witches do here. We have to appoint new monarchs in DullenDirk, if we do not take the throne ourselves. Then, we have to find the new Corellan.. He already exists.. he is pure blood Elf.. but he can only be identified by a birthma… Wait a minute! A birthmark?” She storms back out.

“What just happened? Did something happen?” Gavin asked. I sat there a second.. “I think she knows who has the birthmark? Maybe? I don’t know… she’s like Evan, in that regard. It’s about reading between the lines.”

Malcolm says “That’s a lot to swallow.. right there! We’re going to have to head home, Andrew. We need to arrange the warrior swaps and get some serious training under our belts. If we are going to war with the Elves… it’s not going to be a picnic! Dark Elves are devious!”

Minutes later, Shaelin came back in.. dragging a reluctant Tremaine behind her.. closing the door she says “Drop your britches!” He looked aghast and said “What? No! Why would I do that?” She sighs and smirks “You have a birthmark. On your left buttcheek.. just below your hip. You’ve had it your whole life.. I remembered it a bit ago! And, before you ask.. I used to change your diapers!”

I laughed at that “Yeah! Admittedly, I was curious how you knew. Is it the same mark that’s illustrated here?” She comes over to sit in my lap, and says “I think so.. it looks familiar. But I could be mistaken. Please, Tremaine? Show us your butt?”

He sighs like he is being so put upon and it cracked me up. Poor kid! I asked “If Shay steps out, I could take a picture of your buttcheek and she won’t have to see you naked. Would that help?” He eagerly nodded and Shaelin stepped out. It took less than two minutes of him dropping his pants, bending over and me taking a picture with my phone. Done deal!

Gavin opened the door to find Shaelin talking to my sister.. and it didn’t look pleasant. Crap! I hear Deborah say “My brother always had strange tastes, but I must say.. you are a surprise.” Shaelin glances at the open door, catching my eyes on her “So you’ve said.. along with several other things.. all pertaining to my appearance. So… No.. I shouldn’t color my hair to make it all one color.. and No.. I shouldn’t consult a surgeon about having me ears ‘fixed’ … they work fine! I hear very well.. and I am fond of the tips! Also.. No! I don’t need any tips or lessons from you on how to be a proper Luna. I am perfectly capable of taking care of our pack.. and should I actually need any tips of any kind.. my Grandmother and my Aunt will guide me. Now excuse me, we are in the middle of an important meeting.”

Deborah interrupts and tells her “I will speak to my brother! You think to keep him from me! Three days, you kept him closed in a room with you. Never once thinking other people needed him! That’s how you take care of his pack? Making him shirk his duty?” Shaelin looks at me and links 🐺 You want to take this? I replied out loud “Nope! You have a handle on it, baby! You do You!”