Griffin's Destiny

Ashinji felt himself losing his grip on his emotions; fiercely, he struggled to regain control.

I must not falter, not now!

Jelena walked with a firm, purposeful tread. Without hesitation or help, she stepped up to the polished black stone slab and lay down. Gran stood ready with a small cushion for her head. Ashinji took his place, standing at her side.

Jelena reached up and clasped his hand. “Don’t hesitate, Ashi,” she whispered.

He nodded, half-blinded by tears. She let go of his hand, undid the ties of her heavy jacket, and pushed the quilted wool aside. Loosening the laces at the neck of her tunic, she pulled down the thick fabric to expose the bare skin above her left breast.

The fog of their breath, mingled with incense smoke, wreathed the Kirians’ forms in a bluish haze. The mages looked like a quartet of spirits, called up from some otherworldly plane to perform an unfathomable, arcane task. They formed a circle around the altar, and Ashinji could feel their combined Talents enclosing them in a wall of protective energy.

The floor shuddered. Ashinji looked around apprehensively. “What was that?” he whispered.

“We must start now,” Taya said, ignoring him. She picked up a plain leather sheath and withdrew a knife, a double hand-span in length with a slight curve to the blade. Ashinji could tell, even without holding it, that the knife was very fine, well balanced and razor-sharp. The princess reversed the blade to lie along her forearm, then offered it to him, hilt-first. After a moment’s hesitation, he took it from her. At any other time, he would have appreciated the feel of such a finely crafted weapon, but now, he just wanted to hurl it away.

“Sonoe, activate the circle,” Taya directed. Sonoe turned and muttered a single word. The crystalline powder on the floor flared and burned with a white flame for several heartbeats. When the fire flickered out, a glowing, circular trace remained, like a thread of light carved into the stone itself. A shimmering haze sprang up from the trace and arched over their heads, enclosing them within a dome of magical energy.

The floor shook again. Ignoring the tremor, Taya looked down at Jelena and said in a commanding voice, “Open your mind to us now, Niece.” The great ruby hanging at her breast glowed like a blood-red star. She laid her hand on her niece’s forehead and Jelena’s eyelids drooped. Taya glanced at the other Kirians. “Follow me in,” she instructed. All four women closed their eyes.

Wracked with shivers, Ashinji could do naught but wait. The knife felt cold in his hand, and his mouth had gone so dry, he doubted he could speak beyond a croak if called upon.

Grab Jelena and run! Get out of here, now! his panicked, inner voice screamed, but the part of him that recognized duty and responsibility prevailed.

No, I can’t. I must see this through.

Impulsively, he sent his consciousness plunging in after the Kirians.

Jelena’s mind lay open, without any protective barriers to slow his entry. He dropped like a stone through water, pushing toward the blue light pulsing with each beat of her heart, nestled there at the center of her being.

It’s always been so beautiful , he thought, remembering when he had first seen the Key, in his earliest visions of Jelena, before he knew she truly existed in the flesh.

The four Kirians hovered over the Key like fireflies near a lamp. Ashinji moved closer, straining to discern their thoughts.

Ashi, get out at once! We need you to keep watch!

Amara’s mental command stung him like a whip. Ashinji considered defying his mother, then conceded that she was right. Reluctantly, he withdrew. He opened his eyes and sucked in the smoky air. The mages stood unmoving, hands at their sides, eyes shut. Ashinji had no choice but to wait.

He began to count.

When he had reached one hundred and fifty seven, all four Kirians opened their eyes simultaneously. Jelena stirred and moaned his name. Ashinji crouched so his lips could touch her ear.

“I’m right here, my love,” he whispered.

Her hand fluttered up to his cheek and she sighed, “Almost done now.” Ashinji looked up at Amara, a question in his eyes.

“We’ve soothed her, just enough so she won’t feel the full pain of the knife,” Amara explained. “We need her to be partially aware, so she can help to expel the Key from her body. She knows what she has to do.”

With gentle strokes, Ashinji ran his fingers through Jelena’s coiled locks.

I brushed your beautiful hair just this morning, brushed it free of tangles, like I always do…

“Listen to me, Wife,” he said, struggling to get the words past the lump in his throat. “You fight , with all your strength, to come back to me. Don’t forget I love you, and I need you, and our daughter needs her mother. You fight!” His voice broke as tears blinded him. “Don’t leave me.” he sobbed.

“I…promise…I’ll…try,” Jelena replied, her words a mere thread of sound.

“Young Sakehera, are you ready?” A note of sympathy softened Taya’s clipped question.

Ashinji dashed the tears from his face and drew himself up to his full height. He nodded once. “I am ready.”

The princess removed the glowing ruby pendant from her neck and placed it on the altar beside the White Griffin ring. “The Key shall remain safe in our keeping from this day forth,” she intoned. “Ensconced in the Eye of Lajdala, it will become the sacred duty of all those who wear this symbol of office to guard it with their lives.” She raised her hands and the other Kirians followed suit. “Wait for my signal,” the princess said, looking at Ashinji. “It is vitally important the old vessel be broken at the exact instant the new one is ready.”

This isn’t just an inanimate object to be broken, this is my wife!

Ashinji felt himself drowning in despair.

Taya began to chant.

***

At long last! The moment of my release is at hand! She has brought them, just as she said she would, and most importantly, they have brought the Key!

Pathetic bitches! I will make them all grovel before me, and after I’ve taken my pleasure from their puny bodies, I will slaughter them and paint the walls with their blood. But first, I must secure the Key, the only thing that really matters!

How infuriating, this need to wait on her, but I’ve no choice. Only through the use of her body can I ultimately make my escape. The red bitch thinks she’s so very clever! Did she really believe she could conceal her innermost thoughts from me? Oh, but I have a very nasty surprise for her!

I can feel the force of their magic, building…When they shatter the vessel and release the Key, she will open the way for me and I will come roaring through, wielding my vengeance like a scourge! I will utterly destroy the Kirians, once and for all!

The sound of tearing metal rent the air.