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Into the fields of Summer - 64. A New Place 2
For the next hour or so, I chatted with Patri, Matra, and Yal.
Matra is a sweet lady, she still couldn’t contain her excitement in getting to see her only grandson who she only saw as a baby.
The four of us, talked about plans for my Ascension and my future training in the Kashis of the elements or High Academies, we decided to follow my training in order of my proficiency. Water, first, then Fire, then Air, and finally Earth. As I have spell casting abilities as well, I’ll be attending the High Mage Academy as well after the Kashis.
While we were talking a servant served us some tea and Taka Bread, my favorite Elven food so far.
“Hmm... yum, best bread ever”
I said as I savored the bread.
At that point Matra got teary eyed again. I noticed her starting to cry again and asked “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”
Matra tried to stop her sniffling and said “No... no... it’s just that... Taka Bread is ARasil’s favorite as well”
“Ohh...” I said , realizing that there are some things that I might subconsciously do that might remind my grandparents and uncles of my mom.
Matra and Patri gave me a smile and Patri said “You’re really just like here you know, driven, and so passionate about stuff”
Matra then had a far away look and said “Hmm... yeah” she wiped a tear away and added “It’s too bad we really haven’t given her a proper goodbye”
I took a moment for myself and then thought about it and said “well... she’s buried in the local cemetery at Greensburg, you both can visit her, it’d be nice to have you visit us too” I suggested as I smiled at the both of them.
Patri then gave my Matra a hug and looked close into her eyes, he caressed her face and brushed her hair a bit with his right hand and said “how about it?”
“Hmm... ZoHal, yeah, we should, we both haven’t been in the human world for several years now, I think we should return, and this time for ARasil” Matra said.
We all then decided that my grandparents will be visiting my town after all the stuff with the Ascension is finished, so most likely my grandparents will be visiting mid january or early February.
I then looked at Yal and I thought crossed my mind. “Yal, how long have I been here?”
“Oh” he looked at his wristwatch and said “almost 8 hours now”
“Oh... no” I said, remembering I slept a little late, it must be just past 9am at home now.
“Why Chris? Dinner will be served here soon, why don’t you join us” Matra said.
“Oh, I can’t Matra, sorry, I’d love to but it’s mid morning now at home, Dad and Victor must be going crazy, I forgot to leave a note that I’m going here”
“Oh... honey, okay, come join us for dinner next time okay?” Matra said with an expectant smile.
“Of course Matra” I said as I hugged her goodbye. I then hugged Patri and Yal as well. “Bye everyone, I’ll see you all soon, and hopefully I don’t barge in an office” we all laughed at that and then I thought of my anchor to the human world, my beloved Victor. The connection was a little bit off now, like there’s an additional barrier between us, it seems that he was asleep or his aura as more muted, it was a little bit uncomfortable but with enough concentration I got the right connection and with a sigh a faded away back into my world.
As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a naked Victor that was fast asleep on his bed. A bed I’m very familiar with. I look out the window and it was mid morning indeed, the bedside clock confirmed it showing 9:34.
I enjoy the sight of my naked boyfriend whose bare torso was right in front of me, his chest slowing rising and sinking as he enjoyed his slumber, he must have been tired I thought.
I was about to touch Victor when
I heard his door to the shower open. And what greeted me when I turned around was something
I might never forget, Gustav, freshly showered and in ... my bathrobe!
Gustav greeted me with an evil smile, as if he’s won or something and said “Hi Chris, didn’t expect you here”
My face must have looked totally devastated or confused or angry at that point, and the way I felt could not have been far from those words as well.
“What’s the meaning of this?” My breathing now was heavy, my knees getting weak, tears welling in my eyes.
“Oh... you mean this?” Gustav mockingly said as he waved his hand to the robe he was wearing and then waving at my naked boyfriend or should I say former boyfriend?
“What’s happening?” My voiced cracked as tears began to flow from my eyes. I was devastated, beyond angry actually. My control of my energy faltered a bit and my energy brushed on Gustav’s thoughts and memories, what I saw in those brief moments broke even more my already broken heart, what I saw was Victor and Gustav torridly kissing each other, hands all over each other’s naked bodies.
“Seems, the governor decided to give me a reward for a job well done, I finished sweeping out the rogue hideouts early” he proudly stated. “Maybe you should do something to help him out, you might just earn a reward or two” he gave me a teasing wink.
Then there was a shift in the bed, Victor was waking up. He then opened his eyes, it took him a second or two to take in the sight in front of him, me crying and Gustav being in a robe freshly showered.
“What’s happening?” Victor asked in a groggy voice as he rubbed his eyes.
I looked at him, hate filling my eyes as I glared into him. “How dare you do this to me?!” I shouted. My raged burned and I swear the room got hotter as well. The room now filled with tingling energy vibrating from me. If Gustav noticed the shift in energy he didn’t let on as his smile was still plastered on his face.
“Chris...” Victor said as he tried to get his wits around what was happening.
I stop him and say “You fucking bastard! We’re done!” Me saying that hurt me but this was too much, how could I have easily fallen for his excuses?! Dumb old me
I guess.
Victor started to get up and say “Chris chris... I don’t know...”
Gustav then interrupted Victor and said “Victor... I really appreciated your token of appreciation” he then went over to the tv and added “why don’t we show your boyfriend or should I say ex boyfriend how you reward loyal servants of the community?” With a few buttons pressed, the tv turned on and a video that I will curse to the ends of the earth showed itself, it was a video of Gustav and Victor having sex, Victor’s cock deep inside Gustav, with Victor’s eyes clearly glazed in lust and passion as Gustav moaned as he was consumed by their passionate fucking.
“What the fuck?!” Victor shouted.
“Chris... I ...”
At that point, I lost control for a moment and zapped the entire room with an energy pulse. Both Gustav and Victor fell on the ground, knocked unconscious. I was too far gone to be concerned of their well-being, well they’re both vampires they should be fine.
I dash outside the room, I ran to the ground floor and came across Henry.
“Oh... Chris! It’s a welcome surprise to see you here” he warmly greeted me.
He saw the look of anger and sadness in my face and with concern he said “what’s the matter?”
“Why don’t you check in your boss’ room, when he wakes tell him he can go fuck himself and never talk to me again, if he shows his sour face to me again, I’ll do so much more than zap him”
“Huh?” Henry asked in confusion.
I left Henry standing there as I ran out of the house, crying.
The walk... rather run home was very quick. I didn’t care if people saw my Elvish speed, fuck them all, the world can just go fuck itself.
I arrive home, dad was in the kitchen area, he looked at me, at first not noticing my state of mind and said
“I had a feeling you were in the realm, but please don’t forget to leave a note” he said smiling, then he noticed my red eyes and streaks of tears on my face. “Oh... Chris! What happened? Are you alright?”
“I don’t know dad, emotionally... never been worse”
I then spent the next hour or so, telling dad what I saw, I was sobbing hard, I swore so many times but dad didn’t care of the expletive tirade I’ve been launching, he knew I was in pain.
“Chris, do you want me to quit my job in the state? I can’t work with him knowing this.” Dad said, he was angry too. I was after all his little boy, no matter what.
“No, no need to dad, this will pass, but I can’t face him now, maybe never will, but you just be civil with him, this is between us, I appreciate the effort though” I then excused myself to my bedroom. “I’m gonna go cry some more, and then maybe sleep” I said to dad.
Dad gave me a tight hug, and with a pat on the shoulder and a kiss on the cheek he said “You’ll get through this, I know you will, you’ll be stronger after this, I just know it”
I hugged my dad back and went to my room and cried myself to sleep,
I skipped lunch and ended up waking at 4pm.
I went to the kitchen for a late lunch or an early dinner, whatever. Dad walked in on me and said “he visited earlier and he’s a mess, I didn’t let him take a step inside, he’s still there waiting outside”
“He can go to fucking hell” I said.
And with my new found anger, came a surge of new powers and energy as well. I felt my powers bursting through, I felt Victor’s presence in the front lawn, and like a knife slicing through warm butter, I invaded his mental shields and shouted in his mind “Get lost!”
I felt his body jolt a bit with the shock of my voice in his head.
Mentally he started pleading “Chris... Chris... is that you?” His voice pleading. “Chris... let me explain, it’s Gustav... he did something!”
“I know you both fucking did something!, get the hell out of here!” As I left his mind, I gave him a zap, from outside dad and I heard a loud shout as I zapped Victor just almost enough to knock him unconscious.
“What was that?” Dad said.
“I just zapped him, come on I’m hungry, I’ll just binge eat myself to death”
“Chris...” dad said in a warning tone.
“Just blowing off some steam dad, but I’ll get over this, he’s just a boy right?” I said. Though I’m pretty sure he’s not just a boy, he was the boy, my boy! Deep inside I yearned for Victor but this, this is something I could not accept.
Leo visited my house at 6pm, walking into the living room he asks “what’s Victor doing outside crying?, he begged me to tell you to let him in, what’s with that” Leo was confused with what was happening.
“I broke up with him” I said matter of factly with obvious bitterness in my voice. My red and puffy eyes showing that I’ve done my fair share of crying.
“Why? Why would you do that?” Leo asked confused. “You guys are perfect for each other”
“Well... I guess he broke up with me when he shoved his cock up Gustav”
“What?!” Leo said.
I then spent the next 15 or 20 minutes explaining everything.
“That fucking bastard” Leo said.
He then opened the door, and shouted at the still waiting Victor “Get lost! Asshole!” Then slammed the door shut before Victor could get a word in.
“August will be here tomorrow, I’ll make sure he knows about this and he never talks to Victor again” Leo said.
“Oh, Leo, don't, we’re not kids anymore, though I appreciate the thought, but let’s not kid ourselves, August and Victor are senior officials, in one way or another, they’ll need to talk to each other, it’s up to you if you want to talk or not to Victor, I appreciate the gesture, but this is just between the both of us”
I said as my voice started to crack as the idea of this being really over started sinking in.
“Fine... but I’m never talking to that cheating bastard again” Leo said as me mumbled expletives against Victor.
I then spent the next hour venting my feelings with Leo. And my ever dependable best friend stuck by my side, and gave the pat on the shoulder, hug, or words of encouragement just at the right time whenever I needed them.
Leo left just before 9pm, I heard him cussing out on Victor as he walked pass by him as he left.
Victor then ran toward the front window, he started banging on the window pane, I heard him shout “It was Gustav! Please let’s sort this out! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please let’s talk about this, I’ll do anything!” He cried out as he banged on the window, I’m surprised he hasn’t broken it yet.
“It’s over Victor! It fucking hurts! But it’s also fucking over!” I shout at him from the other side of the window. And with my anger, I create a shield around me, that I slowly expand around the house, a veil of almost perfectly transparent bubble spread from me, engulfing the room then slowly the entire house, as the bubble reached Victor, his eyes grew wide as he realized he was slowly being pushed away. I don’t know how I did it but I’m very sure the barrier has been designed for him to never get through. After a few more seconds, Victor was back where he started and was now a several feet away, banging against the barrier on the front lawn.
He must have looked crazy out there banging against something that most people and even supernaturals will never notice.
As I kept up the barrier, I felt it slowly drain energy from me, but my refill rate was faster than the drain,
I can jeep this barrier up forever if I wanted to.
Dad and I had another good talk before going to bed. Dad’s support and love for me never ceases to amaze me, he’s been with me all the way, I think in his eyes I’m the perfect child but in my eyes he’s the perfect dad, someone that’s loving, supportive, and nurturing, someone who’d stand by you and keep you in the right direction to achieve your full potential, Hmm, this is just a bump in the road I thought, dad’s right, I’ll get through the, I’ll be stronger in the end.
That night, I decided to delay my return to the realm, I didn’t want to pour all my emotions out just yet to anyone there, I had a feeling
I needed to be in the tower, fading out I realize I’m in the tower not as a projection, but as myself, I crossed the barrier without anchoring on either Patri or Yal.
I found myself in the 18th level of the tower, it’s my first time in this level. The layout was the same with most of the levels aside from the several special ones that had slightly a different approach to things just like the artifacts section in the 17th floor.
The books were in the shelves, all chained to the shelves with a thin golden chain. However as I was drawn to a book, the moment I touched the book, the gold chain vanished and I was free to take with me the book that was bound in red leather, with silver inscriptions all over it, it’s title calling it Spyora,
No direct translation with English again. I was also drawn to two other books, one was about meditation and another about water magic theory.
I poured over the books over the next few hours, this time I took notice of the time, and realizing
I couldn’t use Victor as an anchor as at this moment and I think for the rest of my life, I’d rather be as far away from him a possible.
I then scanned for other energy signatures, I thought of August but he was too far away from Greensburg, he was scheduled to arrive from Baltimore late in the afternoon.
It took me awhile but amongst the ocean of energy signatures, I found my dad’s, it had to be his, it had a familiar feeling to it, I then grab the books with me, trying to consciously bring items with me this time, I took the last step and connected our energy signatures and in almost a blink of an eye, I found myself in the kitchen, dad in front of me drinking his coffee, my sudden appearance jolted him in surprise, he nearly let go of his mug, good thing he didn’t.
“Goodness Chris! You scared me!” Dad said.
“I’m not late for school am I?”
I smiled back at him.
I smiled back at him.
“Sorry dad, I really couldn’t use Victor’s signature to get back, I had to use yours”
“You found mine?”
“Yeah, took me a bit of time but here I am.” I smiled back at him.
“What are those with you?” he asked as he noticed the books with me.
“Hmm, just some light reading materials from the tower”
Dad had a suspicious look on his face and said “I bet that’s something you weren’t suppose to do, am I right?”
I giggled a bit and said “Don’t worry about it, They’ll never know these went missing, I’ll return it, and it’s not as if they can do an inventory of the tower, I’m the only one that’s been freely able to enter he for quite some time”
Dad raised his eyebrows and said “just make sure you return those”
“Sure thing pops, so what’s for breakfast?” I said.
“Hmm... someone’s feeling better” dad said as he noticed me being more cheerful compared to my sobbing self of yesterday. However it’s all a front, as the heartache I felt during that time was even worse than the day before.
“Hmm. Just gonna bury myself in these light reading materials, and there’s your tutorial too, and Hmm, Victor can’t go near the house anymore” I offhandedly said.
“What do you mean? He’s still out there you know” dad said.
“Hmm” The thought of Victor staying out overnight waiting for me kinda pinched my heart but I’m not giving in, I’ve forgiven him too soon for ignoring me in front of Gustav the other day, and where did that lead to? “I mean dad, there’s a barrier now around the house, don’t worry though, I think I designed it so that it only affects Victor”
“You can do that?” Dad asked in surprise.
“Apparently I can” I said shrugging my shoulders as I ate some toast.
That Friday morning, dad and
I discussed my lessons for the day,
I obviously skipped lessons yesterday as I was distraught and very much mentally unavailable to flip a page. However, today I decided to be more functional. The ache in my heart continues to stab through my chest though. When I felt a slight tug that told me Victor has left the property, the ache actually hurt a bit more, knowing that this might be really the end of it all.
For lunch dad and I had food delivered, I wasn’t keen on cooking and neither was dad.
I spent most of the early afternoon, in my room, not being with Victor for the afternoon was different, I’ve always been so used to spending my afternoons with him, this time, I’m alone in my room, still crying quietly every now and then.
Late afternoon, there was a knock on my door. A voice from the other side, told me it was my best fiend Leo and his boyfriend.
“Can we come in?” Leo asked.
“Sure” I replied.
Leo opened the door and he and his hulk of a boyfriend entered my room. The room wasn’t small by any chance but August certainly stood out.
“How are you doing buddy?” Leo asked as he hugged me.
“Getting better” I replied. Then
I nodded towards August and said “Nice to see you, big guy”
August smiled towards me and gave me a hug as well, this time I really didn’t feel horny, rather I just felt calm and comforted, I guess I’ve lost my sexual appetite now.
“What Victor did was wrong Chris, we’re on your side” August said.
“There are no sides August, it’s just a breakup, of course I’m fucking angry at him, but you guys don’t need to be, well... I kindda expect Leo to be, but just do your thing with him, as long as I don’t see him, I’m fine, I don’t think I can bare to be in the same room with him again”
“Hmm... Just so you know Chris, this thing with Gustav is so unexpected” August remarked “Victor was never this type of guy”
“Well... apparently he is, or he’s become this type of guy” I said with and edge in my voice. “Anyway, I have to tell you guys something”
“What is it Chris?” Leo asked.
“I’ll be out over the weekend”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“I’ll be spending the weekend in the elven realm, I can’t stand being here, it’s suffocating” I said.
“Chris, really? Are you sure about that?” Leo asked.
“Yeah... I’ll just tell dad, I’ll be spending the weekend with my grandparents, I’m sure he’ll be fine with it”
“Why don’t you join us both for the weekend instead?” August offered.
“Nah, I’ll pass, thanks for the offer guys, but I think I’ll just put a damper on your plans, so just enjoy, I’ll be fine... I swear” I forced a smile on them.
Leo and August joined dad and I for dinner, we had food from Martin’s delivered, the food never failed to satisfy our cravings.
Over dinner I also asked dad that I’ll be spending the weekend with my grandparents, to which,
as I predicted he consented on, with a little bit of hesitation on his part but he’s allowed me to go on weekend getaways before, and these are my grandparents, of course I can spend time with them.
August and Leo went out for dessert at a local ice cream place just before 8pm, both guys gave me a hug as they left.
“See yah on Monday afternoon?” Leo said.
“Yeah... see yah!”
Before going to sleep or more like before going to the realm, I hugged my dad goodbye and took the books from the tower with me to my room, as I prepared a duffel bag for my short weekend getaway, it’s not as if I’d be needing stuff, as I really didn’t have any clothes that would satisfy the elvish fashion of the current times.
After I double checked my stuff,
I thought of Patri, as maybe Yal would have been back at the Ministry.
With near instantaneous connection between our energy signatures,
I found myself in Patri’s study.
Patri was sitting behind his desk, looking over some paper work.
With a slight tingle in the air that signaled my arrival, Patri looked up and greeted me with a smile.
“You seem to be getting better at that Chris” Patri proudly remarked.
I smile and said “improving by the day”
Patri then noticed my stuff and asked “you brought stuff with you?”
“Yeah, apparently I can bring stuff over” I paused the brought out the books and said “I might have borrowed a few books from the tower last night as well, and this other stuff... is for uhm”
“Yes?”
“Can I spend the weekend there?”
I said, then remembering the ache, a tear escaped from my left eye.
“Oh Chris, of course you can! We’d love for you to be here!” Patri said as he approached me and gave me a hug. As he tightened his hold around me he said “I sense there’s more to this”
“Yes...” I said, now I started to sniffle and more tears were escaping from me. Patri called Matra to come over so they both could talk to me.
For the next hour or so, I told them about what happened and how devastated I am. Patri and Matra were both very sad for me and both very furious against Victor.
My crying died down a bit after I was able to vent most of my pent up frustrations and also after discussing my insecurities and doubts over my relationship and standing in society.
We three had a light snack of Taka bread and some tea as well.
For a moment or two, Patri and Matra exchanged looks with each other and both whispered with other as well, both had their shields on so I couldn’t eavesdrop without visible effort from my end.
After a few more nods, Patri then stood, and said to me, “Chris, follow me”
“Huh, what is this about?” I asked.
“Just walk with me grandson” Patri insisted. I looked over to my grandmother and she just nodded in approval.
I followed Patri along several corridors and then found ourselves in royal garden, which had beautiful manicured landscaping, hedges, beds of flowers, numerous intricate multi tiered fountains and the occasional statues and lamp posts for night time visits. It was mid afternoon in the realm, as I realized there was a 12 hour difference between the day and night cycle between the realm and Greensburg.
“Where are we going Patri?” I asked we both walked along the footpath.
“Taha Hall” he succinctly replied.
“The royal chapel?”
“Yes...”
“I’m not exactly the religious type”
I said.
“Doesn’t matter, we’re going there for a different thing”
After a few more minutes of enjoying our walk we approached the far end of the garden and what stood in front of me was a large Gothic structure. The building’s two towers on each side stood easily at least 200 feet. The building’s facade was of light orange bricks, there were two stained glass windows on The front side of the towers that faced us, there was also a very large rosette wall on top of the large wooden double doors that stop atop the 30 steps we had to take to get to the entrance. Each side of the door had a 12 foot tall statue of a praying elf, standing with hands together near their chests. The door easily stood 20 feet in height. Which also had an intricately designed tympanum on top of it, the decorations that adorned the door and the columns were laced in gold and silver.
Entering the chapel, well chapel was an understatement, it was large inside, more of a cathedral, it’s ceiling rose more than 100 feet atop the hall, ribbed faulted ceilings supported by columns that were intricately decorated with carvings of vines and plants. Each column had a 15-18 foot statue of a warrior elf that either had a sword or a staff. Yal was right, this place could seat thousands. The floor was of well polished granite slabs. The walls on the side had large stained glass that showed various events in Elvish lore, ancient battles, and such. In front of us, at the back wall of the chapel was a very large main stained glass window that showed the realm’s creation moment, I felt so small inside, the atmosphere wasn’t overly intimidating but it certainly made me doubt my position in life.
“Beautiful...” I muttered
“Yes, indeed” Patri agreed then he said “but we’re not here for this”
“Huh?”
“Come on, follow me”
We both end up in a door on the left side of the main hall. The door led to a stairwell that ran downwards, after more than 20 steps down, the stairwell that thankfully was well lit by lights on the side walls lead to another door.
Patri opened the door, and I was greeted by a brightly lit room.
The room was of white marble all over which had streaks of bright green stones embedded in it, all smoother over in the flat surface. The arrangement of the green stones that sized from pea to basketball size. The room or rather this small hall wasn’t small but it wasn’t big as well, more like 100 feet in length, and 50 feet in width, and the ceiling probably was 14 feet in height.
“What’s this place?” I asked Patri.
“Welcome to the Hall of Maktar”
“Hmm... it’s beautiful, but what are we doing in here?”
“Yes it is beautiful, but it’s more than just that”
“What’s with this place Patri?”
“This place will give you what you seek”
“What is that Patri?” I asked now more curious than ever.
“Time...”
“Huh?” I asked.
“With our long lives, we elves take time for granted, we all mature at our own pace, have decades to study and hone our own crafts at our own pace, have families either when we’re 70 or 150, doesn’t matter, but there are times when we need to hasten time if not for others but for ourselves, when we’re in a rush for progress and self improvement, and when time isn’t exactly on our side...” He paused then continued. “These green stones, if fed with enough energy can distort time, by feeding it your energy, 1 day can be stretched into a several weeks, you can use it to meditate or hone your skills, think if you must, pray, cry, it’s all up to you”
“Time? Huh?”
“Yes... time, time for you to reflect, improve yourself, deal with emotional turmoil, mental difficulties or physical issues, high ranking elves, and members of the Royal Family have used this hall in times of personal distress or emotional turmoil, we all have had moments where we’ve questioned our direction and the choices we’ve made in life, and being high ranking elves, being in turmoil or in a state of depression or distress for months if not years will have serious consequences for the people we govern, and you my grandson, being as powerful as you are, we’re concerned that if we don’t deal with the feelings you’re having right now... you might start to lose your control over your powers and they might consume you, and we certainly can’t have that”
I knew what Patri was driving at,
I should use this room to rein in my feelings, get a grip of some sort, and maybe learn a thing or two about my powers as well, and Patri’s right, as much as I’ve tried to move on, my heart and emotions we’re starting to unravel, it was as if I was dying from the heartbreak deep inside. “How does it work?” I ask Patri as I look forward to some time for myself.
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