Happy Woden’s (Odin) Day
Rogue Wizard’s Journal: June 12, 2019
Wow, it has been a while since I have written in this journal. Mostly because it has been boring as shit. Sure there was an initial buzz after the Red Grove Tree was finally laid to rest in flames, but then the reports became dull. The fairie folk as predicted stopped fighting so hard for the salient that was trying to fight for the tree. The wizards for their part advanced into the grove only to find the tree burning in magical fire. It burned up quickly and a day later there was truly nothing left.
As far as the war went, the fae pulled back to a line they could defend better with fewer casualties. The wizards saw this and now that there was no strategic objective in the area, they sent many of their forces elsewhere. The line stabilized and then most of the fighting stopped in this area.
Lunette and I moved fully the House Venus Mansion. Lunette took the room next to mine, but mostly she just slept there. The rest of the time she was with me talking (yes, talking) or she would turn invisible, shrink down and fly out and do some recon work. For my part, I visited the Lioness when she was at the mansion or talked with Amber. I was keeping a very close eye on what was going on and my ‘allies’. I wasn’t going to be caught again unprepared.
Lunette’s recon trips brought back the information about how the lines had stabilized in the area. I also had committed a high crime in the faerie world, so there was a bounty on my head with them now. A rather large one. So I was behind enemy lines no matter where I was now. The search for me had all but disappeared because the mages had larger problems elsewhere.
I have spent the last few months doing one of the following. Reading and studying magical tomes and doing magical research. Talking with Lunette and Amber about the situation. Finishing up my political science degree. I received it in late May. Keeping up family appearances by visiting them once a week and calling them. They call me more than I call them.
Lunette didn’t just do recon trips all the time. She did set up a small alchemy station in my room. She did her own reading and research. She seems a little happier now. That kiss was the start of that but we haven’t done anything but hold hands since. She respects my mourning period for my wife and hasn’t pushed it. She seems very much interested in building our trust level.
Two days ago would have been my wife and I’s 30th anniversary. May 1st was the end of the six months, but I decided that it might be more appropriate for me to end this period of mourning on our anniversary itself. So two days ago. I opened a small chest that I have with stuff in it that reminds me of her. A few pictures of us, some jewelry, a negligee she used to wear. I laid it all out on the table in front of me. Tears were easy on this one.
I took off my wedding band and laid it in the negligee. I folded it around the band and then placed it back in the chest, I put the pictures and other jewelry on top, and closed the lid. I cast a protection spell on the chest. Only I or my immediate family could open it now. I set the chest near my reading chair. I cried myself to sleep that night and when I woke up I felt better. I felt at peace about the whole thing, my wife finally laid to rest in my heart.
Last night, Lunette was with me and she looked nervous. I asked her what was up and she said she wanted to respect that even though she knew I had laid my wife to rest, at last, she didn’t want to push our relationship. I asked her what kind of relationship she thought we could have and what kind of relationship did she want with me?
“I think I love you, Edward. For the first time, my lecherous pixie heart loves someone and I think it is you.”
“Love? I don’t know Lunette, is that even possible for your kind? Fidelity, particular sexual fidelity doesn’t seem to be your strong suit.”
“Would you demand sexual fidelity out of me? Do you still hold that morality?”
“Honestly, no. Fidelity has not much to do with sex if you ask me. It is far more important to be there for someone when they need you. To be in their corner even when they disappoint you. That’s real fidelity. Sex is a wonderful experience to be sure, but it is also just sex. I don’t want to sound like I am diminishing its importance, but fidelity is measured more when the chips are down and you need someone to watch your back, not on where you stick your dick or who you spread your legs too. I don’t think it is right to say you have some exclusive ownership to someone else’s sexuality, sounds kind of like a miniature form of slavery if you ask me now.”
“You maintained it with your wife, even after death.”
“Yes, but those were the vows I took, so I tried my level best to keep them. I never slept with any other females but you, Elpis and her. I loved Miss Salty too, but I never had sex with her although I can’t say the relationship didn’t have sexual elements to it, it certainly did. I came back to my wife so the vows we took were back in force. That said my dear, you might say I have come, in part, to the more fairy way of thinking about the subject of sex now. I am simply not a one-night stand kind of guy. I have to feel I have a relationship with a woman that is loving for me to make love to her. There is still a spiritual side to it to me, a magical side if you will, and it’s not just a physical humping in the dark thing to me.”
Lunette smiled and nodded.
“Edward, I know I have tricked you a couple times, do you trust me?”
“Hmm. I don’t know. You are a deceitful little spy these days. Good at it too. On what basis could you and I trust one another. I don’t know what side you are on right now. Like me, you are wanted by both sides.”
“There are three sides to this one Edward. There is also the side of peace and coexistence. Not just between fae and mage, but also with mundanes. ”
“You think the mundanes will be comfortable with creatures walking around that can kill them with a thought or spell or that are from their deepest nightmares?”
“No, not at first, but magic can be awakened in everyone. If that is so then, the idea of mundanes might be gone in time as well.”
She had a point, it was my turn to nod because this had been my working theory since high school.
“But to answer your question I am on the side of the survivors. I want you and me to survive. But if you need more proof of my loyalty to you: I swear by the memory of my mother and father and the Red Tree Grove, that I will guard and protect you Edward and I will be a supporter of you through all of your remaining life – My troth upon it.”
I sat in silence for a minute or two.
“Hmm, sounds like an oath. I guess I will say the same to you as it is only fair. My troth upon it.”
We sat and talked for a little while longer. Basically making sure we were on the same page and then both of us turned in for bed. Well, I thought that is what Lunette was doing. I was down to my underwear when a knock came at the door.
“Edward, it’s me again”
I threw my t-shirt back on and told her to come in. She was wearing a purple robe that was tied and went down to her mid-thigh.
“Edward isn’t it customary to seal oaths in some way?”
“Yes.”
Lunette pulled her robe back and let it fall to the floor, revealing her naked body.
“Once, a long time ago, I offered myself to you like this. You turned me down and told me to go home. I thought afterward that you were a strong man to do such a thing. Now, I offer myself to you again. Not as a star-struck teenage girl, but as a woman. A woman in love with you. A woman who wants to give her strength to you, and receive it in return.”
I stood dumb for a second. I remembered what she was talking about. I wasn’t ready for sex at the time so I turned her down. But now…
“Lunette, we were lovers once. It was about healing back then and lust, to be honest. But now, if you truly love me. Do what your heart says for you to do. I will do the same.”
This morning I have awoken to find myself lying next to a beautiful faerie woman. I can see her naked form laying sideways on the bed as she sleeps from my desk. Her wings are behind her and folded so I can’t see them. She is a vision of beauty and glowing in her own way. I feel the love I had for her once awakening in me again. Dormant but never gone. That’s just the way I am.
I don’t know what the future will bring, But, I know that Lunette will be back to back with me in the end. I can only hope we will remain survivors.
The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.
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