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The WeatherMaker Hearts Desire By Lady Lilium Characters: 5252

Updated: 2018-07-12 12:03

'Cells?' Amaia repeated. 'You mean there's more than this one? Is this a prison of some sort? Who else is kept here?'

'Amaia' White Feather sighed avoiding her eyes. 'Maybe its best you do not ask.'

Amaia drew her hands apart, White Feather took flight hovering before her to avoid falling.

'I wish I never had these powers!' Amaia cried in despair turning away from him, still resting on her knees. 'They have ruined my life and brought me nothing but misfortune and suffering!'

'You mustn't speak like that' White Feather told her firmly. 'Your powers are a rare gift.'

'No' Amaia shook her head, tears rolling down her cheeks again. She hugged her knees, staring miserably into the darkness. Already her body was becoming numb from sitting on such an uncomfortable surface. 'My father never cared for me, never loved me. I will never find him and he will never find me…not here. And Roy and Anya…and Simon…'

'No' White Feather said firmly to her, grasping her shoulder. He had gained his full size again. 'I placed a spell upon your father. He is looking for you, at this very moment.'

'After all these years?' Amaia asked him unconvinced. 'He's surely forgotten all about me.'

'Have you forgotten all the good moments you shared together, with your mother and father? You were a happy family. He was a good father to you, a good man...'

'Once…' Amaia replied meekly, 'but things changed.'

'Amaia' White Feather spoke sternly, coming around to kneel before her, grabbing her by both shoulders and holding her tightly. 'He will find you again.' There were tears in his eyes as he spoke to her. The expression on his face was set in stone as he stared wide-eyed at her. A single tear ran down his cheek, and then another. 'Trust me' White Feather said to her beginning to tremble, 'trust me; I will see you two united, even if it means my death.'

'White Feather…'

'I am your guardian' White Feather told her. 'I exist only to protect you, and others like you in need. I am here for you, and I always will be. No matter what.' His nails dug into her shoulders then. 'No matter what…'

Her face screwed up, overflowing inside with emotions of sadness and grief and despair. White Feather leant forward, embracing her tightly, feeling her sorrow too.

Amaia's arms slowly came up to hold him back.

'I love you White Feather…' she whispered, resting her head against his shoulder. 'I'm glad you're here with me. Meeting you is the best thing that's ever happened to me………thank you.'

White Feather leant back from her, caressing her cheek tenderly, tears streaming down his cheeks as

he smiled sadly at her. He held her head gently, brushing her tears away and kissing her forehead.

He moved to sit beside her, lifting an arm around her shoulders as she did the same. The two held each other, side by side close to one another.

'I don't know what's going to happen' White Feather said to her, 'but always…I will protect you if I can. I will protect you, until your father finds you, then he can protect you, as he did when you were young, when life was good.'

A gentle warmth grew from White Feather's chest, the same warmth that had kept Amaia sleeping peacefully in the cold nights under the stars when they had travelled, all that time ago when they were looking for Farrell and Arlen.

White Feather placed a spell upon Amaia. Amaia's eyelids drooped and her body went limp. White Feather eased her down as she fell into a peaceful and deep sleep, laying her on her back, with her head resting on his lap. He leant over her, resting his forehead against hers, his tears falling onto her cheeks as he held her head in his hands.

'I love you Amaia' he whispered. 'I love you…'

Days passed, and Amaia stayed where she was, in her tiny cell with White Feather. White Feather would leave her side from time to time. She didn't know where he would go, but he would bring her back food, good food, not the slop that was pushed under her door twice a day. Amaia would accept the food that White Feather brought her with gratitude. Thanks to him, Amaia was able to stave off the hunger and remain healthy, day after day.

Amaia and White Feather would sit for hours on end in complete silence, simply waiting.

'Where is the key?' Amaia asked him at one point.

'It's in the coat pocket of one of the guards' White Feather replied without looking up.

'Then why don't you steal it?'

'I can't. Your cell is too far away from the entrance. There are too many guards, and that creature…stands between you and the outside world…I'm sorry…' he buried his face in his arms, the action was as if he were trying to hide from her, as if he felt guilty, ashamed, for not being able to do more.

At last days later, someone came for her. There were heavy footsteps coming from down the corridor, heading towards her cell. Amaia, expecting the flap under the door to open and food to be pushed through ignored the sound. But instead the sound of a key being turned in the lock was heard. White Feather instantly made himself invisible as the door was swung open. Amaia looked up fearfully at the soldier standing in the doorway, towering over her fully armoured; to her he seemed like a titan.

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