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He traces a finger over the pendant. “When Garret attempted to overthrow the Azure kingdom, aiming to seize the Eclipsarian, he underestimated Tatiana’s power and strength. When his guard raided her kingdom, initially she was forced to hide until they seized the kingdom, her sisters were dragged out along with the mother. Tatiana watched Garret behead her father then lined up the sisters and mother. Then, Tatiana broke free of herguards who were trying to hide her. She was no coward, she would readily stand on the front lines with her guard if needed, and the moment she broke free of her guard that’s precisely what she did, she came out and waged war. But Garret and Tatiana were not just enemies but forces of nature. As they fought, their powers clashed in the skies above, summoning a storm of raw, untamed magic.”
Pausing, Cedric’s voice deepens, “In the eye of this storm, amidst lightning and thunder, the Astral Tendril Pin was forged. It’s rumored that the pin is woven from the very essence of that storm—strands of astral energy solidified into a tangible form. This artifact is no mere ornament; it embodies the raw power of the storm they evoked that flattened lands outside the kingdoms, it was when the first 100 year flood, it wasn’t a flood that wiped out the human villages, it was Tatiana and Garret’s anger.”
He leans closer, lowering his voice to a whisper. “Garret, realizing he could not defeat Tatiana by force, shifted his strategy. He presented her with the pin, not out of affection but as a strategic maneuver. He hoped it would soften her, make her reconsider her protection of the Eclipsarian. It was a token, a supposed olive branch, but laden with the expectation of surrender.”
“The Eclipsarian…” Azalea murmurs the words she was going to speak, trailing off as she becomes swept up in some memory of her dream, I assume.
Straightening up, Cedric’s expression turns solemn. “Tatiana accepted the pendant, yes, but she did so under duress. She agreed to marry Garret, not out of love but to save her family and kingdom from destruction. That pendant, while a symbol of their initial union, was also a constant reminder of the coercion she faced—a reminder of her sacrifice and the fierce protection she had for her Kingdom.”
He finishes, his words hanging in the air, “So you see, Azalea, this pin is much more than it appears. It’s a symbol of power, sacrifice, and the spirit of your mother.”
Azalea falls quiet for a second, yet now, I have my own questions.
“So when Landeena fell you didn’t think to mention any of this, and where is the pendant now?” I demand.
“You think we are just sired to Azalea, no we are sired to protect everything about her, from her enemies, from the world, it’s why their power was always rumored, unless you witness it for yourself it’s all it would ever be. We are sworn to protect the Azure and Landeena history,” Trey adds.
“And what about the pendant?” I ask, slightly annoyed that they’ve been sitting on information.
“Died with Tatiana, Garret tied its power to her, when she died so did its power,” Trey answers when Azalea speaks.
“The ballerina is key,” she whispers, and we all look at her when her gaze lifts to mine. “In my dream, my mother was going to try to save my father and retrieve the Eclipsarian. She told Marrissa that if she didn’t return the ballerina was the key,” Azalea seems thoughtful for a second.
Her words hang in the air, drawing confused glances from everyone present.
“What do you mean, ‘the ballerina is key’?” I ask, my curiosity piqued.
Azalea lifts her gaze to meet mine, her expression one of sudden clarity. “In my dream... my mother said if she didn’t return, the ballerina was the key. I….,” she trails off for a second when I feel clarity wash over her and excite her through the bond while I remain confused still about what it is she is talking about. “The jewelry box,” she gasps.
I waste no time. Concentrating, I mindlink Damian.‘Bring the Landeena jewelry box from our room, now,’I command.Minutes later, Damian enters, carrying the small, ornate box. He sets it on the desk with care.
Azalea reaches for the box, her hands trembling slightly. She lifts the lid, and the tiny silver ballerina twirls gracefully, a haunting melody filling the room. Her fingers hover over it, then gently she presses down on the ballerina and twists and at first I think she breaks it. Suddenly the music cuts off and a soft click sounds, causing a false bottom to pop open, revealing what lies beneath.
Inside, nestled within a velvet lining, is an oversized pendant. To the untrained eye, it appears to be a simple Moonstone, but as Azalea lifts it to the light, a crest of vines becomes visible within its crystalline depths. Cedric gasps and Trey leans forward. The room falls silent as she slips the chain around her neck, the pendant resting against her heart.
Cedric steps forward, his voice filled with awe. “That Azalea, is the Azure Eclipsarian. A fragment of the original sword, used to forge the Lycan bloodlines. It represents the gifts of your mother and the strength of your father. Separately, they maintain balance—truth against deceit, love against war. Together, they hold infinite power.”
“Power?” I question.
“Yes, which is why Tatiana kept it hidden. No one knows the strength it has when reunited with the sword.”
Azalea’s fingers trace the vines within the talisman, her eyes wide with realization. “So, this was what my father was searching for. He believed it was with my mother... and he was right.”
Cedric clears his throat, capturing everyone’s attention in the room. He motions towards the pendant now resting against Azalea’s chest.
“The Eclipsarian you hold is not merely an artifact; it is a relic of profound power,” he begins, his voice imbued witha reverence that silences the room. “Forged from the celestial storm unleashed by the moon goddess herself when creating the Lycan race, this talisman embodies the core essence of the goddess herself.”
He leans forward, pointing gently towards the pendant. “This talisman—Eclipsarian as we’ve come to call it—holds within it the potential to balance the intrinsic forces of nature that govern our world. Its creation marked a pivotal moment in Lycan creation.”
Cedric pauses, ensuring Azalea understands the gravity of his words. “When your parents’ powers collided, it wasn’t just a battle of two Lycans; it was a convergence of their deepest strengths. The Azure and Landeena bloodlines were fierce, each capable of immense destruction and profound creation. The Eclipsarian was born from that paradox.”
He looks intently at Azalea, ensuring she grasps the full scope of the talisman’s significance. “It is said that whoever wields the Eclipsarian not only holds the power to summon the protective energies of the moon, but also the raw force of the earth itself. It can bring forth the most nurturing calm or unleash the most destructive storm, mirroring the emotional state of its bearer.”
Drawing a deep breath, Cedric continues, “Garret knew of its potential, which is why he so desperately sought it. He believed that with the Eclipsarian, he could dominate not just the Landeena and Azure kingdoms but all kingdoms. Your mother, Tatiana, understood this. She hid it, not just to protect the talisman, but to preserve the balance it was meant to uphold.”
“Then why didn’t my mother use it to protect her kingdom?”
This time Trey answers. “Because it scared her, I knew of it, but this is the first time I’ve laid eyes on it.” he admits. “Your mother told me that it has to merge with her for her to use it, but her power had already awoken since she was moon blessedtherefore made it hard for her to control.” Trey tells us, causing Azalea to shiver where she sits.
