Mihai, fearing the worst should time delay the coming
moment, awkwardly stepped forward and in front of Darla, posturing, “My dear
Lord Ardon!”
She faked an innocent smile, the scent of a growing tempest flaring her nostrils. “My dear Lord Ardon. How is my Lord doing tonight? It is such a pleasure to be graced by your company, your wise counsel at this eve’s council being deeply appreciated.”
She faked an innocent smile, the scent of a growing tempest flaring her nostrils. “My dear Lord Ardon. How is my Lord doing tonight? It is such a pleasure to be graced by your company, your wise counsel at this eve’s council being deeply appreciated.”
“My Lady, I am doing splendidly.” Ardon stammered, nervously glancing toward Darla,
sighing in relief at seeing her forced composure. “And you… you do look so beautiful this
night. May I offer to you whatever
services I have available to me?”
Mihai thanked him, pressing his hands with hers while
placing a gentle kiss on his lips, she adding, “The day may well come when I
call out to you for them.”
Mihai’s interruption had gathered its magic to the moment
and saved Ardon from a dangerous, possibly life-threatening encounter.
Darla had fought down her ‘madness,’ regaining quiet control.
Just how Mihai and certain others tolerated this creature was beyond him. This was not the first time he had witnessed
it nor, he feared, would it be the last.
As Mihai continued on with her pleasantries, his mind flashed back to
the day of his return to Palace City just after Mihai’s attempted murder.
There he was, consoling Mother, he leaning over her, they
hugging each other, lost in the cries and wails of lament, when little
six-year-old Darla entered the room. In
a vicious, blind rage, the girl screeched and lunged forward, tearing and
biting at the ‘monster’ attacking her mother.
It took weeks for the wounds to heal and many more for the scars to go
away. It pained him, even now, just
recalling that attack. Although the
event was almost six millennia ago, it appeared to Ardon that Darla never
forgot, her hatred for him only growing until, again, after the Great War he
had been confronted by her, only to be saved that time by Euroaquilo. No! The girl was a menace and a danger! Why Mother put up with her was beyond his
understanding, and why she had been invited here – on this night – was even a
greater mystery.
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