There are moments in a man's life when he must be wondering what the hell happened to bring him to this point. Amaris was pretty sure Dev was going through one of those moments the next morning. After waking up and ascertaining that her leg was much better and far less swollen, they'd eaten breakfast, and he'd slipped back to his home to fetch clean clothes and a toothbrush. Back at her house, she could feel him watching her as she set up the black glass mirror in the sigil of the Chalice Well, waiting for the smoke from the incense to obscure the glass. There was only one way for her to visit Avalon, and that required permission.
He didn't say a word, while he watched her. He didn't really need to. From his upbringing with his aunt, he knew there was a certain ritual formality to some things, and he had learned how to be patient a long time ago. He was curious, to be sure, but he knew all his questions would be answered soon enough.
After a while, she leaned back, gesturing for him to come and sit beside her. "It might take a little while for the Lady to respond," she explained. "She has a lot on her mind."
"Because of this?" he asked, as he moved closer, a cup of strong, black coffee in one hand. He didn't bother to explain what he meant by "this"; it went without saying that he was referring to the matter of a new Alpha.
"She's the leader and guardian of Avalon," she told him gently. "She's been the heart of the Isle for almost two thousand years."
"But it's peaceful there, isn't it?" he asked, curiously. She hadn't yet told him much about Avalon, and he really didn't know what it was all about. "When you say Avalon, you mean Avalon as in King Arthur, right?"
"It's the most tranquil place in existence, my uncle used to say," Amaris mused. "Yeah, it's the Avalon out of the legends. They worked really hard to make sure it was forgotten in everything but myths."
"Rhys told me a little, but I'm afraid he didn't answer all my questions," Dev explained with a frown. There hadn't really been time for the hunter to give him anything more than a cursory explanation about Avalon and the Lady. He hadn't even started to explain about angels.
"Maybe the Lady will answer your questions," she suggested, surprised by her own eagerness to visit Avalon for the first time. A single chime rang from the black glass, and within the coiling of the smoke the suggestion of a face formed.
Dev arched a brow as a face began to take shape within the mirror. He was reminded suddenly of Snow White and the Magic Mirror, though he assumed there was no Wicked Queen involved in this story. At least, he hoped so.
The face remained only a suggestion behind the coiling smoke, but there was no denying the reality of feeling a gentle presence touching his mind. Amaris physically relaxed next to him as the Lady reached out to them both.
"What would you will of Avalon?" a soft voice spoke in the silence of their minds.
Amaris slid her fingers between Dev's before she answered. "I would like permission to cross the mists and present myself to you, Lady," she said respectfully. "And to bring with me the man that I love."
Thankfully, Dev wasn't so astonished that he dropped his cup of coffee on the floor, though his jaw had dropped a little at what he was witnessing. He couldn't deny what his eyes were seeing and his ears were hearing, a sense of wonder coming over such as he hadn't felt in years. He blinked again as Amaris' request registered in his brain. The man she loved" He turned his gaze to her, as if to search her eyes to confirm those feelings.
Feeling his eyes on her, Amaris met Dev's gaze with her own, open and honest. "You can't lie to the Lady," she murmured. "I should have told you." She could feel the Lady pondering the request in the back of her mind.
Instead of reacting with shock or even anger, he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, a soft smile on his face, as if to tell her without having to say the words that he didn't mind at all.
"You told me now," he replied, leaning close to touch a kiss to her cheek, in full view of whoever was on the other end of that mirror. It wasn't exactly a declaration of love on his part, but it was encouraging.
Could he tell that the mysterious presence in his mind could read his heart better than he did" Whatever she saw, the Lady seemed pleased.
"Welcome to Avalon."
As these words entered their minds, the room around them faded into nothing more than mist - a mist that coiled about them, seeming to move them without forcing any motion on their part at all. As it faded once again, the sun was warm on their backs as they found themselves sitting together on the soft grass of Avalon, with the Temple rising to their left, and the village and abbey in the valley below to their right.
Dev blinked again as the room started to fade around them, surrounding them in mist, and then the mist faded, and he found himself sitting upon a grassy slope, Amaris beside him, the coffee cup still in his hand. He'd seen a lot of strange things in his day, many of which were hard to explain, but nothing quite like this.
"It's real," he said, looking around him with wonder and amazement. It was either that or she'd slipped something into his coffee.
The Lady's presence had left their minds as they settled on the grass, but in a way, she was still there. Avalon itself seemed infused with the same gentleness that had been in the touch of that powerful mind.
"It's beautiful," Amaris breathed beside Dev, her own eyes wandering to look around at the serene place they found themselves in.
"It is that," he agreed, adding, "Peaceful." Apparently, she was in as much a state of wonder as was he, neither of them ever having been there before. He'd traveled around the world, but could think of no place that quite compared to this. "If this is the price for being Alpha, it might not be so bad, after all," he murmured, though that was her decision to make.
"Guardians?"
He didn't say a word, while he watched her. He didn't really need to. From his upbringing with his aunt, he knew there was a certain ritual formality to some things, and he had learned how to be patient a long time ago. He was curious, to be sure, but he knew all his questions would be answered soon enough.
After a while, she leaned back, gesturing for him to come and sit beside her. "It might take a little while for the Lady to respond," she explained. "She has a lot on her mind."
"Because of this?" he asked, as he moved closer, a cup of strong, black coffee in one hand. He didn't bother to explain what he meant by "this"; it went without saying that he was referring to the matter of a new Alpha.
"She's the leader and guardian of Avalon," she told him gently. "She's been the heart of the Isle for almost two thousand years."
"But it's peaceful there, isn't it?" he asked, curiously. She hadn't yet told him much about Avalon, and he really didn't know what it was all about. "When you say Avalon, you mean Avalon as in King Arthur, right?"
"It's the most tranquil place in existence, my uncle used to say," Amaris mused. "Yeah, it's the Avalon out of the legends. They worked really hard to make sure it was forgotten in everything but myths."
"Rhys told me a little, but I'm afraid he didn't answer all my questions," Dev explained with a frown. There hadn't really been time for the hunter to give him anything more than a cursory explanation about Avalon and the Lady. He hadn't even started to explain about angels.
"Maybe the Lady will answer your questions," she suggested, surprised by her own eagerness to visit Avalon for the first time. A single chime rang from the black glass, and within the coiling of the smoke the suggestion of a face formed.
Dev arched a brow as a face began to take shape within the mirror. He was reminded suddenly of Snow White and the Magic Mirror, though he assumed there was no Wicked Queen involved in this story. At least, he hoped so.
The face remained only a suggestion behind the coiling smoke, but there was no denying the reality of feeling a gentle presence touching his mind. Amaris physically relaxed next to him as the Lady reached out to them both.
"What would you will of Avalon?" a soft voice spoke in the silence of their minds.
Amaris slid her fingers between Dev's before she answered. "I would like permission to cross the mists and present myself to you, Lady," she said respectfully. "And to bring with me the man that I love."
Thankfully, Dev wasn't so astonished that he dropped his cup of coffee on the floor, though his jaw had dropped a little at what he was witnessing. He couldn't deny what his eyes were seeing and his ears were hearing, a sense of wonder coming over such as he hadn't felt in years. He blinked again as Amaris' request registered in his brain. The man she loved" He turned his gaze to her, as if to search her eyes to confirm those feelings.
Feeling his eyes on her, Amaris met Dev's gaze with her own, open and honest. "You can't lie to the Lady," she murmured. "I should have told you." She could feel the Lady pondering the request in the back of her mind.
Instead of reacting with shock or even anger, he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, a soft smile on his face, as if to tell her without having to say the words that he didn't mind at all.
"You told me now," he replied, leaning close to touch a kiss to her cheek, in full view of whoever was on the other end of that mirror. It wasn't exactly a declaration of love on his part, but it was encouraging.
Could he tell that the mysterious presence in his mind could read his heart better than he did" Whatever she saw, the Lady seemed pleased.
"Welcome to Avalon."
As these words entered their minds, the room around them faded into nothing more than mist - a mist that coiled about them, seeming to move them without forcing any motion on their part at all. As it faded once again, the sun was warm on their backs as they found themselves sitting together on the soft grass of Avalon, with the Temple rising to their left, and the village and abbey in the valley below to their right.
Dev blinked again as the room started to fade around them, surrounding them in mist, and then the mist faded, and he found himself sitting upon a grassy slope, Amaris beside him, the coffee cup still in his hand. He'd seen a lot of strange things in his day, many of which were hard to explain, but nothing quite like this.
"It's real," he said, looking around him with wonder and amazement. It was either that or she'd slipped something into his coffee.
The Lady's presence had left their minds as they settled on the grass, but in a way, she was still there. Avalon itself seemed infused with the same gentleness that had been in the touch of that powerful mind.
"It's beautiful," Amaris breathed beside Dev, her own eyes wandering to look around at the serene place they found themselves in.
"It is that," he agreed, adding, "Peaceful." Apparently, she was in as much a state of wonder as was he, neither of them ever having been there before. He'd traveled around the world, but could think of no place that quite compared to this. "If this is the price for being Alpha, it might not be so bad, after all," he murmured, though that was her decision to make.
"Guardians?"