You're Not the Only One With Secrets - "YNTOOWS" by Lucia Roberts (best ebook reader for surface pro .txt) 📕

to not be mated to the Dragon Keeper, I have my options open to an extent; or so they think. I don't know what they expect him to be, but, either way he's with me and it's drawing unwanted attention. I looked back at Vishnu trying to ignore them. "They'll get over it." He said softly. "Plus, we'll be around eachother for a while." He smirked at that. The comment brought many things upon me instantly though: the thunderous truth of him being my Mate, the soft whispers of the comfort of constance, and a shyness of something I couldn't place.

"Let's go gather our supplies." I said softly. "I'll start with things I need and our food and supplies. Why don't you get whatever you need and then find me when you're done?"

"Very well. I'll return shortly." He bowed shortly and headed off towards the clothing shoppes.

I stopped first at the herbal stores and made my way to the crystals, taking my time looking at the Labradorite and blue Obsidian. They were the prettiest. I paid for the quartz I held and quickly left before temptation overtook me. I knew better than to go by Senior Allivander's cart but he always made the prettiest of the jewlery. His young apprentice was quite obnoxious too. I walked to the outer-ring and made my way through the thrings of Faeries leisurly shopping and trading to his cart anyways. Alexander, the apprentice, smield immediately when he saw me.

"No Vishnu today?" he asked brightly, not hiding the fact that it delighted him Vishnu wasn't at my side. Right now, I almost wished he was.

"He's around." I said as my eyes wandered looking for him. "I let him scamper off for a while." I moved over to the other side of the cart and hugged Allivander. "Anything new for me to pine for today?"

The old man grinned at my familiar greeting. As a Fall, craftsman normally give you things that you like for a small price or free, just for the advertising that a Fall wearing their creations would bring. I never let Allivander because his work was far too precious. My clothes are designed special at my request so I pay for those as well.  

"I have this circlet over here" he pointed to the rack above our heads at a gold circlet hosting tiny amber stones and diamonds. I picked it up carefully; it was very light weight, as were all of his jewlery. Nothing was gaudy or obnoxious just simply beautiful in it's own original way.

"Oh, Allivander, it's amazing!" His work never ceased to amaze me. He smiled at me then; a full, loving smile. If I didn't have Malachai I'd enlist him to be my father... minus Alexander. I went to put it back up on the hook I took it from and saw an identical one, but it was silver and had emeralds and black onyx stones. It lacked something, but was still beautiful. I took it down to look at it.

"I made that one" Alexander said. His voice hopeful, searching for praise. 

I went over to him and handed it to him, placing it with the center up in his hands. "Hold it there" I told him. I dug through the pile of gems in the center of the cart for a diamond shaped emerald and when I found one placed in the center of the peice Alexander held.

"Wow." He said; more to himself than to me. "That does complete it... if you ever want to learn-"

"That's alright," I said "I'll leave these things to you and Allivander." His face fell. He was quite an eligable Faerie; but he just, wasn't for me. And now I can say I actually have a reason: I'm betrothed now. I guess I always was but just, nobody knew about it. Not that I'm going to tell anybody until we bring the dragon back and people will know my place is with Vishnu, but, still.

"Oh Alexander!" Allivander called. "Young Marigold is on her way over here." I smiled at him in thanks for trying to relieve me of Alexander's attentions. I kissed Allivander on the cheek saying I'll be back again and set my pack back on my shoulder to move on back to my list.

"I'll keep working on that special peice for you when you're ready for it!" Allivander called after me. He's been saying that for a couple years now. I doubt he actually has it, but, if I ever wanted something beautiful he will be my first call.

I made my way back to the shops and went in search of traveling food. I had made my way around this side of the street collecting my items as I went but as I rounded the corner I couldn't help but stop to glance at the small plain stone building at the end on this side of the square. I knew what it was, don't get me wrong, but I had never been there. I left the visits to that place for the mourning, lonely, and bereft. Not that I hadn't ever felt that way, but I'd never felt the urge to go there and beg of the Moirai to change things that they will not change. Not that they can't; but them having the years they do along with the knowledge to give them the 'God status' that the humans gifted them many years ago, they often do not go back on their original spiderweb of a plan. I felt an un-welcome pang of longing almost, to go there and ask them why they have tied me to the one being whom I wish not to be tied to due to the extenuating circumstances. I had a fleeting thought somewhere in the back of my mind that even Inteus would be a better choice for me. But, as I said, it was fleeting and no-one will see me shudder up to them today. In a few days though.... you never know. I shake my head of all these thoughts and move on the next side of the square.

I was almost to the store front I'm aiming for when I saw Sairyn making his way through the crowded cobblestone street. He wore new black riding boots and carrried a bow and arrow pack strapped to his back and he was stuffing a couple parcels into his pack that hung on his forearm. I'd been staring, I realised, as he looked up and smiled. It was a very puppy-esque smile; completely, un-reasonably happy and bright. I smiled shakily and headed into the store grabbing things and putting them in my pack as I walked along the aisles. After a moment Vishnu was behind me, trailing as he usally does, and when my pack was full I went to put it on my shoulder but he took it from me and silently handed me the empty third pack. I nodded in thanks; trying to avoid the stares that I could feel from every direction.

Fae nodded their heads or curtsied as I passed them and I muttered soft responses and acknowledgments robotically. I wondered how the people will accept him; once they know who he is. Will he share my status and recieve the same respect as I or will he be frowned upon since the last Watchers known were his parents? The people might wonder why he has done nothing. Would the curse placed on him make the Fae question his judgements? I handed some tin coins to the market over-seer and walked out; the questions still revolving in my mind.

One could practically hear the thoughts revolving in their minds as if they were clearly displayed through a glass sheet on their forehead. For now, they just wondered who he was; admired him for his rugged beauty that many Fae don't possess. They wondered who he was to me and where he came from; perhaps they wondered why he was here. All questions I wished I didn't know the answer to. I wished I were as oblivious as they; only marveling at the beauty that was this newcomer.

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Text: Lucia E Eurheart
Editing: Lucia E Eurheart
Publication Date: 07-06-2014

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Dedication:
My sister, who is in love with teen fiction.