Chosen by Fate, Rejected by the Alpha

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Trinity

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"Alright, Gloriana, I think it is best that we try to figure some of this out before it gets too late. There are some things that a lot of us are very eager to know the answers to."

"Yes, of course Trinity, I understand completely. I will do all that I can to help you and your family. You are a friend, as well as an ally." She smiled at me and then popped her head up like she forgot something. "Oh, and let's not forget, kindreds now as well. Since if you are Fae, that makes you my people, and I love to help my people."

"We appreciate that very much." Dad smiled and spoke softly. He was no longer as afraid as he had been when we first arrived, which was good.

While Gloriana pulled something out from her desk with a wave of her hand, I pulled the journals from my great great grandmother from the bag that I had slung over my shoulder and hanging by my side. The item that Gloriana had retrieved was a small silver mirror. The glass looked old and fogged over at the edges. There were also runes that were written up and down the sides of the mirror, markings that made absolutely no sense to me at all.

"What is this?" Emmalee, curious as she was, couldn't stop herself from asking. Gloriana didn't mind though, she just smiled and started to answer her.

"This, Emmalee, is a truth seeker. It only works on items, magic or non magic. What it will do is tell me if the item you have truly is what it is being represented as. If there is something that is being falsified, this mirror will tell us. It will also, sometimes, present us with the identity of the person who fabricated the item if it is a fake."

"Ooh, that sounds interesting. And very useful." Nikki smiled at the Queen. She had been one of the most nervous before we got here, and now she was as comfortable as she could be.

"Very useful, Nikki dear." Gloriana nodded her head at her. "Now, Trinity, could you please pass along the items that you have? I believe you mentioned before that there were journals or something of the like."

"Yes, here they are. They were supposedly written by the Fae ancestor's mate. She was my great great grandmother and seemed to have lived an unnaturally long life, as did her son. But the long lives seemed to have ended there."

"Hmm, I wonder if there was something that might have aided her lifespan if that is true. Sometimes, just bearing a half Fae child will elongate a life, not eternally, but it could add a couple decades easily. However, a few hundred years would be unheard of."

Gloriana looked as if she were thinking about something as she prepared the mirror. I was attuned to magic, so I was probably the only one who felt it when the Queen started to gather her magic in her hands to use on the mirror.

After a moment, the mirror that had only been partially faded before was now completely fogged over. When it could no longer reflect anything at all, Gloriana took the books from my hand and placed them on top of the glass.

She didn't say any silly words, she didn't do anything unnecessary, all she did was sit and watch while the magic she had worked took effect.

I leaned forward watching with her, as the fog began to swirl all around the edges of the mirror. The fog was pure white when it started to swirl, but it started to change color almost immediately.

The white darkened to a yellow, and then it slowly started to become a pale green. By the time that the fog had finished changing colors, it was a bright shining green. Gloriana looked at the color and smiled broadly.

"These items are indeed what they have been presented to you as. That is a relief. I would have hated to tell you that they were fakes."

"That is a relief, since I have based a large portion of what I know on what I read in these journals."

We all just continued to watch on as Gloriana picked up a journal and started reading one at random. She had chosen one of the last journals that Ellyria had written. It was one that spoke of her longing for her lost love and how it was consuming her still after nearly four hundred years.

With a sad sigh, Gloriana sat that journal down after having skimmed it and picked up another one. It was from somewhere in the middle of the stack, and it spoke of the times that Fynn and Ellyria had to move around. Once again she sighed with sorrow and set the book aside. Finally, she grabbed the first journal and flipped to a random page. I saw her eyes go wide, but I didn't know what had caused it.

"Gloriana, is everything alright?" She looked scared, nervous, angry, and happy all at the same time. I didn't know how it was possible, but I had felt that way in the past before so I knew it could be done.

"Trinity, do you know what this journal has just told me?!" There was now nothing but pure excitement dancing in her eyes. "I need to send a message right away." 

As soon as she said those words there was a knock on the door. Well, that was fast, whoever it was.

Gloriana called out to ask who had come to disturb us so I was guessing they had nothing to do with the newest message she was sending.

This interruption turned out to be a servant bearing a delivery.

"Forgive me, my Queen." He bowed his head immediately. "I was instructed by the master to bring these to you." He handed her two tiny gold chains.

"Canter, what wonderful timing. Will you tell him that I need his assistance in person, immediately. Do not delay and do not allow him to tell you no. I need him here now!" Gloriana's voice was excited as she instructed him. "Go, now."