The Fae World: Tuloch: Isibéal: Dreaming (part 2)

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Part 1

“No, we aren’t, but the important thing is that she will. No matter how hard it is to let go of her, love, remember that we are doing this for the right reason – to protect our beautiful daughter.” Isibéal’s eyes met his once again and this time he didn’t drop his gaze. “When the time comes she will learn who she was, she will know who to ask for the truth, and she will accept that they kept this from her for a good reason. She will always know that she was adopted, though. She just won’t know who her true parents were until the night she dreams of us.”

“Dreams of us?”

He nodded. “You know my magic. I will hide this night within Isibéal’s mind so that she will see it when she is ready to. That will be entirely up to her mind, though, so it may happen much sooner than I believe it should.” The relief in his eyes told her that it hadn’t though and she wished she knew how he could see her. “Would you give me a moment with our daughter?”

The woman looked at him, tears still streaming down her cheeks, but it was easy to see the love that was between them. “Of course, darling.” She smiled at him through the tear. “I’m glad you came tonight.”

Smiling back he gently stroked the tears off her cheeks. “I love you and I love Isibéal. There was no chance of me not coming when I knew how hard it was going to be for you to let go of her.” He held his arms out for the baby and she gently placed the wrapped child into his arms. “It’s not easy for me either.”

“I know. I’ll be in the receiving room when you’re ready.”

“I won’t be long.”

Moments later Isibéal was alone with the man she was beginning to think might be her father. “Hello, darling,” he said, crossing the room. “This is going to be very confusing for you, I know, but this is something that had to happen. I wanted to explain this all to you, because I don’t want you to blame the family who took you to Tuloch with them. They kept this a secret from you, in part, so I could tell you the truth of who you are and what your job.”

“My job?”

“I might have worded that badly, but you are the last Princess of my bloodline.”

“You’re the King?”

“Not yet, but my father isn’t long for this world and I know that after that it won’t be very long before I follow him.”

“Why?” Isibéal stared at him. “Isn’t there something you can do to stop it from happening?”

“Unfortunately it’s too late. Tuloch has too much magic for me to be able to survive, but your body was young enough that it would, so we chose to send you there alone, even though we knew what would happen to us. Your mother isn’t my wife, although we have been together a very long time, as it never seemed the right time for us to handfast. Father kept telling me the time would come…” He shook his head. “Now we don’t have time, but we do have you.”

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.