Part II: A Complicated Relationship\u00a0<\/p>\n
Who was her real mother?\u00a0<\/p>\n
175 Ponty\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was a question that Alessandro and Cassian couldn\u2019t stop asking themselves. They had known the kind queen, the loving mother, and the sweet wife; but in reality, they didn\u2019t know much about their mother. Since they had never met their maternal relatives, there was no one to ask about her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro asked, \u201cHave you discovered anything else in that book?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Barto hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to tell them or not. Maya asked him, \u201cWhat\u2019s going on,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Barto? Why aren\u2019t you saying anything?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s just that I\u2019m not very sure if I should say this or not.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m just as intrigued as they are, so speak up and don\u2019t hold anything back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Barto sighed heavily. He could never refuse his sister\u2019s requests.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright, many of the stories in this book are true, or at least the ones that I know I can say are. They are stories that don\u2019t belong to humans, so no human knows about them, because each species tends to keep their stories very well\u2013fairies, elves, and dwarves\u2013because they think that their weaknesses are found\u00a0<\/p>\n
within their stories.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure about what you\u2019re saying?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cUm\u2026 not really. My father told me this when he was drunk. He usually keeps the information he knows discreet, even though Maya and I are his children. He never gave us more information than necessary. That\u2019s why, until recently, we didn\u2019t even know that fairy blood ran through our veins.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya nodded, agreeing with her brother, and added, \u201cWhen I confronted him for not telling us the truth\u00a0<\/p>\n
about our lineage, he said that knowing wouldn\u2019t have served us any purpose and turned around, ignoring\u00a0<\/p>\n
the thousands of questions we had.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Barto continued, \u201cWhat I mean is, if your mother knew all these stories, it means that she wasn\u2019t just a\u00a0<\/p>\n
mere human. I say this without offending the late queen; she did a great job as a queen. But for other\u00a0<\/p>\n
species, humans are insignificant. That\u2019s why half\u2013breeds are not very common nor cherished. For them, Maya, I, your wife, and your daughter are beings that should have never existed.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Barto looked at the little princess and said, \u201cThat\u2019s why I would advise you to carefully take care of your\u00a0<\/p>\n
daughter. If the queen of the elves comes to know of her existence, I\u2019m sure she will come for her, so you\u00a0<\/p>\n
should try to find a way to hide those beautiful golden eyes. Just by looking at her eyes, one can recognize her lineage.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro was aware of that, which is why in all the portraits they had of Lissana, she had brown eyes and not golden ones.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t you know anything else?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
Part A Complicated Belationship\u00a0<\/p>\n
+75 Polnto\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, maybe my father does, but he will never tell me. Even though he created the guild of information, my father is not very communicative, to say the least.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright, thank you very much for what you\u2019ve told us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry I couldn\u2019t be of more help.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you\u2019ve been very helpful. Thanks for coming.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro approached Maya to take Lissana, but she started crying when he tried to do it. She wanted to be with Maya.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know what\u2019s wrong with her; she just wants to be with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, there\u2019s no way she\u2019ll let go of me. Maybe I remind her of Abril.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, it must be that. I\u2019ll leave her in your care for a while longer, and I\u2019ll go test the collars.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Alessandro passed by Cassian, he said to him, \u201cI need your help, so come with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cassian ended up following his brother. As they walked down the hallway, he asked, \u201cWhy did you make\u00a0<\/p>\n
me come?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I want you to help me, and besides, you were extra there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not true!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya\u2019s brother ignored you the whole time, and when he wasn\u2019t, it seemed like he wanted to kill you with his gaze.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEven if you don\u2019t believe it, I did you a favor by taking you out of that room.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Cassian and Alessandro left, Maya said to her brother while playing with Lissana, \u201cDon\u2019t blame\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cassian for my decision. He\u2019s not to blame for anything.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t. If it weren\u2019t for him, you would have never gone to the fairy land and would have been away from\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was my decision, which he opposed, by the way.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy don\u2019t you come back home at least for a while?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll go see our father and everyone in the guild, but not right now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya fell silent for a moment, then asked, \u201cBarto, what you said about the stories in that book, is it true?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Part A Complicated Relationship\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBarto, how much does Dad know about fairies?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know exactly what he knows about fairies. Like I said before, I only know what he says when he\u2019s drunk, but I think Dad is hiding many secrets.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just like me, Maya thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The pixie that followed Maya everywhere suddenly appeared in front of Barto, startling him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that a fairy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The pixie started flying around Barto. She stretched her hair and flew close to his face to see his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo this is your brother. Everyone in the fairy land will want to meet him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya caught the pixie in her hand and said to her, \u201cWhat do you think you\u2019re doing?! I clearly told you that I would crush you if you let anyone else see you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut he\u2019s also a fairy; why should I hide from him?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a murderous look, Maya told her, \u201cDisappear.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The pixie disappeared. Barto stared at his sister and asked her, \u201cWhat was that fairy doing here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s been chasing me since I came back from the fairy land.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya didn\u2019t want to tell her brother that the fairy was there to try to convince her to take her back to the fairy land before she weakened completely and ended up dying. That\u2019s why she made the pixie disappear, because she didn\u2019t want her to mention it. And since she couldn\u2019t lie to her brother without him noticing,\u00a0<\/p>\n
she decided to tell him the partial truth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is here to try to convince me to return to the land of the fairies.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWas she sent by the fairy queen?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she hasn\u2019t given up on you yet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently not. But let\u2019s stop talking about me. Tell me how you\u2019ve been instead. Are you still dating that elf girl you mentioned last time we met?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean you don\u2019t know?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOur relationship is complicated.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I\u2019m a half\u2013breed, half fairy and half human, and she is an elf.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Part IF A Complicated Relationship\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI guess you\u2019re right, it seems complicated.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI love her, and I know she feels the same way about me, but the last time we saw each other, she said it was better not to see each other again. I think she\u2019s afraid of what the elves will say if they find out she\u2019s dating someone like me. I may never be able to see her again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya could see the sadness on her brother\u2019s face. She told him, \u201cIf she loves you, I\u2019m sure you will see her\u00a0<\/p>\n
again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow can you be so sure?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause if you truly love someone, you can\u2019t be apart from them, and I know because I can\u2019t be apart from my beloved either. So don\u2019t lose hope, she will come back for you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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