Lychea bent over and reached out her hand. "Join us!"
she said in a commanding voice. Pennathradiel looked at the hand, got up on
her own and looked straight into Lychea's eyes. "Join us!" she repeated as a
threat. You could not see Pennathradiel's inner struggle on her face. The fear
of loneliness was very strong within this young Faerie. As her decision was
made she looked back into Lychea's black eyes, and spat in her face. "Ungrateful
fool!" screamed Lychea, she slapped Pennathradiel who crumbled instantly.
A few moments before Pennathradiel crumbled, Nefkemenion had come home after
a day of long hard training. He yawned and sat on his chair. There was still
some bread left. The young Kyrii tried to sink his teeth in but it was already
too hard. He went to his shelf and took a tiny wooden cup. He poured some water
in it and drank. It was yet dark outside; he stared at the moon. His hands were
playing with the wooden cup until he spilt water on his sleeve. He looked at
the wooden cup and it reminded him of Pennathradiel. Smiling, he pulled out
the amulet from under his shirt. But his smile quickly faded, the amulet was
dark, not one ray of light in it. He opened his door and looked at the moon
again, it was there. Why had the amulet gone dark? It would always shine when
his path got dark. Silly, he said to him self; it's not dark. You have candles
in your house. He shook his head and went back inside. He sank onto his bead
with a sigh of relief; finally he would get some rest. He laid the amulet on
his bedside table and sank into a deep sleep.
He awoke a few hours later. In the dark he looked
at the place where the amulet lied. It was still dark. He was still pondering
on the matter. He got dressed again, took the amulet and left his little shack,
for that was what it really looked like. It couldn't hurt going into the forest
a little, to see if it worked. After about fifteen minutes he was starting to
get worried. She wouldn't have lied to me. She's a good Dark Faerie! Something
must've happened to her. He now started running. He vaguely remembered where
the tower was, so he ran towards it.
He flung the door open, scared the life out
of poor Faith and started looking around. But all was dark. He walked on, his
arms spread out before him until he bumped into something. "Aouch! What moron
seems to think I'm a rug? I'm not dead yet," said Faith with a highly irritated
"Faith, is that you? It's me, Nefkemenion. I've
come to look for Pennathradiel. My charm didn't work and... where are you, Faith?"
"Just light a candle you ignoramus! They took
Pennathradiel away; they tied me up first and then took her. Now untie me!"
Nefkemenion was frightened at the sight of that
big black Gelert tied up like a sausage. He cut him loose and quickly gave him
"What have you done with the water? I see now,
come to finish off the last witness have you? I'm warning you I'll fight fiercely!
"Will you stop acting like a child? I only want
to help! Now drink and tell me who took her away!"
Ashamed, Faith drank and answered his question:
"A Dark Faerie took her away... said something about a Dark Faerie Council.
We can't go up against Faeries, certainly not Dark ones. I've failed to protect
her during daytime... I was sleeping. My life has no more meaning," Faith started
crying. "She was so sweet to me. Do you know she saved my life by taking me
in with her? Nobody wanted such a big black Gelert... said I was dangerous.
But she wasn't scared, she was my only friend and I was hers."
"Come on, Faith, there must be something we
can do! Let's first be friends, you can trust me!" he tended his paw towards
Faith. Faith, who was still crying, shook it and they were friends. "Now come
on, stop crying. You look tough on the outside but your really mushy, aren't
you?" Faith nodded and wiped away his tears. They both sat on the bed, not knowing
what to do. They huddled and fell asleep.
They were awoken by a puff of pink smoke. Faith
was the first to wake up and fall down on the floor; Nefkemenion also sat on
his knees and bowed.
"Now, I would like to know why Pennathradiel
has given no sign of live for at least one day and I have a feeling you tow
can tell me," Fyora pointed at both Neopets.
Pennathradiel found herself in a cold and humid dungeon. Her hands were still
bound and were aching. She got up and saw that the sun was already rising. She
would not be able to free herself until the next sunset, if she was still here.
She walked around, trying to soothe her painful limbs. She startled when the
door of the dungeon opened with a loud swung
"Come! The Council wishes to see you!" said
the cloaked figure. Pennathradiel followed the Faerie back into the round room.
The thrones were now gone and only ten members of the Council were present.
She was, again, guided towards the middle of the room.
"You don't look so fair now, do you? After a
pleasant stay in the dungeon. But I assure you that it can get even pleasanter.
Now, the fact that you spat in my face is unforgivable, however we have agreed
to grant you another chance. Join us, Pennathradiel, and live a life. Don't
and perish in the dungeon for eternity."
"All right, I will join the Dark Faeries," said
Pennathradiel very coolly.
"What is it that my ears hear? You join us;
know that when you have said this there is no way back, if you mean it! Free
her!" Numa undid her lace and whispered a welcome into her ear. Lychea turned
around. "Sisters, Pennathradiel is now again one of us!"
"I wouldn't be so sure of that! It is a nice
castle you have found here, Lychea. Well protected, your guard was shaking at
the very sight of me. I hadn't even spoken a word when the poor girl started
begging me to spare her. I see you are in deep need of elder Dark Faeries. Are
you this desperate that you attack the Raven Faerie. She is under my protection,
it was a foolish step, Lychea!" said Fyora walking amidst the Dark Faerie Council.
"You won't get her back, Fyora!" hissed Lychea.
"She's with us now, she consented!"
"Do you actually believe she meant it?" Laughed Fyora. She turned towards
the girl with an inquisitive look. Pennathardiel smiled and walked towards Fyora.
"Betrayal!" shouted Lychea "We shall leave these
grounds now, Fyora. But we shall find other places. And you!" She said pointing
at Pennathradiel. "If I ever see your face again I will make it my task to make
you feel as miserable as your starving Gelert is right now!" The Dark Faerie
Council vanished and so did the castle.
They were standing on a patch of green grass
filled with flowers. The sun was shining and smiling above them. Pennathradiel
blinked at the light of the sun. "Let's get you back home," smiled Fyora.
"Pennathradiel!" shouted both pets as she appeared.
Faith jumped on top of her, she hugged him. "I thought I was never going to
see you again! I'm sorry for having been so annoying. But look, Nefkemenion
and I are friends now." He smiled at Nefkemenion who nodded.
"Oh my dear friends, how I have missed you both."
Pennathradiel started sobbing and hid her face in Faith's black fur.
"Don't cry Pennathradiel," said Fyora. "I have
just taken the decision to relieve you of your duty. You must no longer guard
the city of Meridell..."
"Oh no! What have I done wrong? Why don't I
deserve to be trusted anymore," she said, now crying.
"Don't interrupt me. What I mean to say is that
you can come and live in the Faerie City, close to me. You shall be known as
the Raven Faerie, not as a Dark Faerie. I will make sure no questions will be
asked. Also you need to get some colour on those pale cheeks. Let the sun be
your friend too."
"What about Faith? Can he come, too?" she asked.
"Because I will not leave Faith here!"
"Of course Faith can come, he's your companion,
your bodyguard," she smiled at Faith.
"I will have to say goodbye to you then. You
were a nice friend, for those two days," she said, laughing her tears away.
"You were a nice friend too, if I may call you
that way. Just promise me to visit Meridell once in a while, maybe if I ever
become a Knight?" They both laughed and the laughter was followed by a long
Pennathradiel pulled away from Nefkemenion.
"O Fyora, who shall now guard Meridell. It cannot be left unprotected!"
"Yes, I will have to think about it. Maybe I
should get an Earth Faerie for the job!"
Author's Note: If you are reading this and you are not a NT publisher it
means I got published! Yay! Thank you so much for reading me J , and I welcome
any comment on the subject (Although I don't handle bad reviews that well.).