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Near a stream that pours off a high cliff and then snakes away is a garden, carefully tended, and a house, built of wood and stone and transmuted pearl. Fairies weed the plants. One is fixing the roof. A berrybush, hair atangle with spidery branches, is painting gold stripes onto her purple arms.
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Thorn thinks for a moment.
Then he removes his claws from his dewflower's head and says, "Go make the leaflet presentable and bring her here."
The dewflower gets up, bows, and trots out of the room to obey.
Then he removes his claws from his dewflower's head and says, "Go make the leaflet presentable and bring her here."
The dewflower gets up, bows, and trots out of the room to obey.
imeanforever
Blossom returns with a pale hawthorn-winged leaflet. The leaflet is presently uninjured, but there's a lingering smell of blood and general misfortune about her and she doesn't seem to be walking very well, having to place each foot carefully in front of the other as she follows Blossom in.
"Arcane, this is Alisyrrabel, called Promise, a sorcerer of some talent if few years. She can show you beyond the edges of my property, whereupon you may consider all orders you received within my court rescinded for yourself and do as you like with her. As described the pair of you may go."
Promise nods shakily and turns to lead Arcane out of the building.
"Arcane, this is Alisyrrabel, called Promise, a sorcerer of some talent if few years. She can show you beyond the edges of my property, whereupon you may consider all orders you received within my court rescinded for yourself and do as you like with her. As described the pair of you may go."
Promise nods shakily and turns to lead Arcane out of the building.
infinitely-stranger
He smiles again, and nods graciously to Thorn, and follows Promise.
imeanforever
Promise manages to fly, when they're out in the open. She flies until they are at an unremarkable bit of swamp and then she lands in a tree. This is presumably the edge of the property, although Promise does not seem to be able to speak.
infinitely-stranger
"You may disregard all previous orders," says Arcane, hovering next to the tree.
imeanforever
Promise sags on her branch, gasping slightly.
Then she looks up at Arcane. "What are you going to do with me?" she whispers.
Then she looks up at Arcane. "What are you going to do with me?" she whispers.
infinitely-stranger
"That depends substantially on what you would like done with you," says Arcane. "You have the option of accompanying me on the rest of my leave from the Queenscourt and then returning there with me to work as my sorcerous assistant. You also have other options. I have no demands on my time for the next thirty-nine days, and no particular plans except to leave Thorn's court and not return. If you would like to be escorted beyond his reach and left alone thereafter, I can accomplish that without trouble and would be happy to."
imeanforever
Promise looks at him, apparently trying to figure out whether he is playing nasty mind games with her.
infinitely-stranger
Arcane hovers. His wing-veils ripple, and individual stars slowly become brighter or dimmer.
"My main interests are solitude and sorcery. I could use another assistant but don't need one. I suggested Thorn give me a vassal because I wanted to reduce the number of fairies who have to put up with him, not because I am interested in collecting vassals at all."
"My main interests are solitude and sorcery. I could use another assistant but don't need one. I suggested Thorn give me a vassal because I wanted to reduce the number of fairies who have to put up with him, not because I am interested in collecting vassals at all."
imeanforever
"I - I'd rather go with you than risk him taking me back but I -" She swallows. "I want to take a cutting of my tree and plant it far away somewhere and live there instead."
infinitely-stranger
"I'm sure that can be accomplished. Where is your tree?"
imeanforever
"In the autumn forest that way. About three miles north of the bend in the river with the little island."
infinitely-stranger
"All right then. It will be simplest to carry you if you give me your hand." He holds out his.
infinitely-stranger
And they ascend rapidly above tree level, and zoom off in the direction of Promise's tree. A bubble of calm air zooms with them, to prevent what would otherwise be an uncomfortable amount of wind.
It's a quick trip. Arcane doesn't talk. When he spots the hawthorn tree in the described location, he slows their approach, and finally lets go of Promise's hand when they are drifting above it.
"I don't detect anyone nearby," he says. "If there were someone, I would be very likely to detect them."
It's a quick trip. Arcane doesn't talk. When he spots the hawthorn tree in the described location, he slows their approach, and finally lets go of Promise's hand when they are drifting above it.
"I don't detect anyone nearby," he says. "If there were someone, I would be very likely to detect them."
imeanforever
Promise... nods, and flutters down to her tree, and peels a branch-tip off of it.
infinitely-stranger
"Where would you like to go next?" he asks. "I have plenty of time to bring you anywhere you might want."
imeanforever
"I - was thinking up in the white grass valleys. Someplace where there's a patch of trees to blend in with."
infinitely-stranger
"Certainly doable. I could also take you much farther than that. Do you know the Sapphire and Emerald Seas?"
infinitely-stranger
"On the other side of those is a desert that is habitually night, and past that there is quite a large stretch of forest that was mostly uninhabited when I passed over it eighty days ago. The breeder colony that used to live there moved out because they could no longer produce children in it. There would almost certainly still be plenty of room for you if I took you there now. The trip would be about fifteen days, less if you brought plenty of food so we did not have to stop to find more."