Aeron shrugged. "He's going to try at least. I figured since he had to pass from this dimension to get here that he might be able to travel to the daemon realm, and it looks like that was a safe bet to make."
Richard started towards the exit to head over to the Summer Palace. He stopped when Aeron went in the other direction. "What are you going to do now in the mess? Until the builders deal with the palace it's not fit for habitation at this point," Richard said.
Aeron shrugged. "I've got some loose ends to clean up."
Richard frowned. "So what are you going to do now?"
Aeron bared his fangs in a feral grin. "I'm going to fight."
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
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The scenes appeared on the fiery projection. Her youth passed by for all to see. There she was as a little baby, barely old enough to crawl around, dancing in a forest as a woman dressed in stars and fire smiled behind her. There she was as a toddler, trying out her new wings and spreading them to soar off the end of a tower balcony as Aeron wrung his hands behind her. Then she was a little older, showing him how to flex his own wings, until finally he jumped off himself as well.
Then more time had passed and they were together, playing in a clearing. They laughed and sang a children's song.
Then again, playing red light green light and tripping over a stump. "I remember that," she whispered, "I had a dream of that just a few nights ago. It felt so real... I guess this means it really was."
Then again there was the two of them playing a children's game. One of the palace servants came in to the room with cookies and fireberry juice, and they both practiced their new magical skills and set the liquid to actually come on fire. And what a scolding they got from the grown ups for scaring the footman like that! They had to practice their new writing skills that day as well to write an apology letter.
There were so many memories of her youth, her childhood, that had been locked away from her. All she'd remembered of being young, for so many years, was living under those neglectful creatures she'd called parents for so long, always longing for some love or companionship until she'd finally stumbled upon Darien and latched on to him- but then they hadn't really been her parents, had they? Her parents had sent her away, locked up her memories some how, and even now her memory of her real parents was blurry- but not because it was locked from her still, but simply because she had so little memory of them. It was a terrifying thought- did this mean her real parent was as distant and uncaring as the ones she'd lived under on Earth? But how could they be anything but neglectful when they had abandoned her to such unsuitable caretakers?
And what kind of caretakers had they chosen, anyways? Her eyes widened as she tallied up little inconsistencies she'd faced growing up and realized her parents were probably golemss, just like those thoughtless sleeping magical robots she'd seen in that awful closet- what kind of real parent would send their daughter off to be raised in a world their kind had spent years creating the Shadeworld to escape from, and done it with only preprogramed robots to care for and protect her? Sure, it had turned out that the Original- it was so hard to get used to calling the world she'd grown up in by a new name, but then it turns out she hadn't really grown there anyways- but she knew from living there it wasn't such an evil place as the stories here made it out to be. But did her real parents know that, or had they just abandoned her for convenience's sake?
It was a hard question to face. Some part of her, somewhere in her mind, had always dreamed that maybe someday she'd find her real parents, parents who were better than the ones she'd spent her human life knowing of. Parents who would care about her, take her on movie dates, go to the circus together, spend time shepherding her around a playground. As she'd grown older she'd dreamed of parents who would be excited by her first homecoming date, and would grill her prom date with a solid inquisition of his entire
