Rolling my coin along my knuckles, I slowly walked down the hallway to the tal door.
She was here.
She was real.
The prophecies hadn't been fake, or misinterpreted.
But what to do?
Vim planned to lock her to this place. To keep her here.
He pushed those humans, those eastern girls, onto … as to then push them onto her. As if to test her. But I saw through him. Hard not to.
He was planning on making her responsible for those humans. To make her feel as if she had a duty. As to keep her here. So that she'd be left behind, while he continued on his path.
And worst of all, from what I'd heard from the others, she too was seeing if she could live here. Judging us, just as we were judging her.
I had absolutely no doubt this Rennalee could live here amongst us. Even if her ears and tail were large and noticeable, we had other mbers who had to wear certain clothing as to keep hidden. It was nothing new. Plus I didn't think her being a predator ant anything either.
After all I was one. As was rit. We were fine. The others fine around us. Over the years we've had hundreds of such people live amongst us with no issues at all.
Plus… supposedly she was nice? Cute? Adorable and gentle…?
I scoffed as I stopped rolling my coin. I slid it into the little slot on my belt, where I hid it and kept it safe, as I opened the tal door to the inner-housing area.
Shutting it behind , I took a deep breath.
Yes. There was no doubt. Especially if she was the one from the prophecy. There was no question that she could live here with us, and be welcod and then so.
But that was the issue.
That could not happen.
She cannot stay here.
Who knows what would happen if I allowed that to happen. How many prophecies would break if she separated from Vim…?
The re thought of all the deaths and chaos that would ensue made shiver sothing fierce.
Yes. This can't happen.
This ans I'll have to act.
But how…? How did I ensure she didn't choose this place to make her new ho…? And how did I do it in a way that didn't ruin everything?
Plus I had to do it while the protector himself tried to do the opposite.
Gods! I shouldn't be doing this alone. I needed help… but who could I ask?
Gerald. It'd have to be him. Maybe rit too…
Wait, no… rit loved Vim. And she was so weird sotis, who knows what she'd do if she realized this was her. The one we've all been waiting for…
Reaching the first set of stairs, I climbed them slowly… as my heart began to beat rather wildly.
I was about to et her. The one destined to marry the protector. The one said to lead us into the new world.
Celine should have been here. She should have been alive.
Or maybe her daughter… but Light was gone too. Likely dead as well.
Who then did she need to et…? Supposedly she'd already t the Chronicler, but was she really suitable for this too? She was one of those failed saints. Not a real one.
Who did we have left that could work, then…?
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I slowed a bit, stopping at the top of the stairs as I realized we didn't have anyone at all suitable for this.
No more saints. No more great ones.
Randle maybe…? He knew of the prophecies. Knew them well. But he was so weird about certain things…
"Berri, maybe…?" I wondered. But I had no idea how to contact her. I wasn't even a hundred percent sure if she was still alive, for crying out loud…
Groaning a little, I snuck a finger into my belt to feel my coin. It didn't calm down like it usually did.
Just great…
Did Vim know who she might be? I didn't think he did. As far as I was aware, as vowed, no one had told him of the prophecies. It was why only a few people had been told of them. Only those who had been trusted to keep it secret had been given the information. And even then, only certain ones. I myself only knew a few of them.
Staring down the hallway, where the hallway bent a little… I felt oddly sweaty.
She was here. Down that hallway. A few hundred steps away, and I'd knock on her door… and she'd open it.
And I'd et her.
Taking a deep breath, I decided to just do my best. Sohow. I an… I've had hundreds of years to have prepared myself, and I didn't feel as if I'd prepared at all!
She was going to be his wife. Our future leader. The solution.
I wasn't even really sure how she was those things, only that she would be them. And that was all that mattered.
What had Celine said… her actual words…?
Be her friend. Be kind to her. Watch over her, but only enough to keep her safe. Don't interfere with their relationship.
Let it grow naturally. Don't force it. Don't even think about what we know while near her, just in case she or he notices.
But at the sa ti… do everything I can to keep them together.
Which ant stop his sches.
"Damn Vim…" I mumbled as I stepped forward, finding my nerve.
He must instinctively know, then. If he didn't know in full. For him to actually be trying to get her to latch onto a location, as to not latch onto him, was rather telling in itself. Vim never did that. He didn't force his will on anyone, ever, even when we needed him to. So for him to be actively trying to push her into staying here, to making this place as her ho and to settle down and plant roots… was telling indeed.
That only further confird who she was to , in my opinion.
He'd not do such a thing for anyone else. For anything else.
So…
Reaching the end of the hallway, I took a deep breath as I steadied myself.
I could sll her.
She slled like the forests. In fact she kind of reminded of the sll of ho. It was strong enough to tell she was indeed a predator, but at the sa ti it wasn't so startling or overpowering that it bothered . I'd not have any trouble stepping into her room.
I tried to hear inside the room, but couldn't hear anything. No sounds. No voices, or breathing… was she asleep…? It was a little late, though not so late she should be asleep…
Reaching out, I knocked on the door. I did so gently, but firmly enough to wake her just in case.
Let's do this. For the Society.
For . For all of us.
I heard splashing, and relaxed a little. So she had been in the bath!
How wonderful. I'll get to see her when she's almost defenseless, in a certain way… I almost felt sinful as I apprehensively waited, and then heard light footsteps.
Then the door unlocked… and slowly opened just enough to reveal a face.
An adorable one. With beautiful golden eyes, that pierced deeply… and right above them, a twitching ear that pointed directly at .
"Yes…?"
Oh my gosh she even sounded adorable…! So this was what he liked! I couldn't bla him, at all!
Smiling gently at the woman, I did my best to not notice the dress she wore. It was soaked, clinging to her and see-through.
"Well, look at you! I must admit, you're exactly what I expected," I said, unable to deny it.
Rennalee opened the door fully as she stood up straighter. "Am I…?" she asked, a slight smirk tugging at her face. She seed to find interesting.
By the gods alive and dead she was cute indeed… she had a tail, a long one. It was swaying and coiling behind her as a cat's would. One that was watching a mouse with interest.
"So this is his type…? I admit, it makes sense," I said as I nodded.
"Excuse …?" Her ears fluttered adorably as she narrowed her beautiful eyes at .
Oh my! She didn't realize what I ant…! So neither of them had realized yet…? Surely not, right?
"Can I co in?" I asked, doing my best to not just reach out and hug our future savior.
"No."
Unable to contain myself, I exploded with laughter… and decided she was perfect.
Perfect for not just Vim, but all of us.
So I needed to be perfect too. And find a way to keep her from staying here…
I wasn't sure how I'd accomplish it, but there were ways. Surely. And I'd figure them out.
I will keep her with Vim. So that they could save us. No matter what.
We'd just t and I was already willing to bet my coin on her. Without a doubt. So I'd figure out what needed to be done, even without prophecies and saints if I had to.
Even if I had to banish her from Lun to do it, I would.
A small price to pay to save the non-human race, after all.
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