Chosen by Fate, Rejected by the Alpha

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Trinity

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This is good, now that I had permission from Aunt Glory to question Hibiscus I could finally get down to business. This was something that we needed to take care of as quickly as possible. We couldn't let a single moment pass us by while we had the opportunity to see it through right away.

After we concluded our talk, Aunt Glory and I walked back over to where Hibiscus was sitting in front of the fireplace. I saw that the woman still had her face buried in her hands like she was terrified and confused. It was like she was trying to block her eyes from seeing everything around her, maybe it was, so she didn't accidentally see another dead body. That or she was hiding something in her eyes.

"Glory, what should I do now?" She asked as Aunt Glory sat in the chair next to her.

"Well, what you need to do now is talk to us.. Trinity, Reece, and I are going to ask you some questions. I want you to tell us everything that you remember."

"I will be asking a few as well." Athair mòr added with a smile.

"Very well then." Aunt Glory smiled at him before looking back at the trembling woman.

"Why do you want to ask me questions?" Hibiscus was looking afraid. "I didn't do anything wrong. I just found Frida, that was all."

"That's all fine, Hibiscus. However, we need to gather as much information as we can right now. It's vitally important to cover all of our bases. I am sure that you could agree with that."

"Alright, I understand." I heard sadness in her voice as it shook.

That was when Hibiscus looked at me for the first time. I had been with her since we all arrived at the scene of the crime, but I had never felt her eyes on me since the start of it all. What the hell was this feeling? What is going on right now? Was this her magic? Was this the type of power that she could wield? If it was, then I was even more suspicious of her than I originally was.

"Hibiscus, before we begin, do you mind if I ask what element your magic is? What is it that you specialize in?"

"Oh?" There was shock, fear, and oddly enough embarrassment that flitted across her face when I asked that.

"Hibiscus actually has very little magic." Athair mòr was the one to say this. "She has a little bit of magic that pertains to flowers and the everyday magic that we all have but aside from that, she has nothing. No hand of power and no special abilities."

"Huh?" That was odd. I didn't expect that at all. The way she felt when I was looking at her just now was more like I was looking into the eyes of a dark and powerful being.

"It's quite embarrassing really." Hibiscus hung her head in shame. "I..I..I really don't like most people to know that about me. Most of my friends and neighbors just think that I am mysterious because of it, but in truth I am just weak." Hibiscus's voice may be shaking right now, but her eyes seem totally unaffected by everything that she is saying.

Weak my ass. I know what it is that was, but this woman is hiding something. There was no other way to explain what I was feeling when I looked at her. And she may be a good actress, but there was something in her eyes that just seemed off. I would find what she was hiding though, I would find it and put an end to her little game.

There was something about the look in Hibiscus's eyes, which were pink in the center ringed in bright yellow. The eyes looking at me seemed to be clouded and it was adding a thin layer of black to the brightness of her irises. As I looked into those eyes I thought that I should take in her complete appearance. I needed to try and gauge just what she was like, aside from the way that she looked, and the way that she was behaving. Putting it all together could help me solve this case.

Her clothes were expensive looking and pristine. They were of an aristocratic style that was not in fashion for humans anymore, but were perfectly acceptable for the Fae, that was just like yesterday to them when these clothes were first introduced.

Hibiscus's hair was long and flowing. It seemed to me that it was white hair that had colorful hibiscus flowers painted onto it like a canvas. There were purple and pink flowers, yellow and pink, almost pure red with the black center, and outline in back for a white flower with a red center. There were more too, blue and red, orange and yellow, red and pink, it was like there were hundreds of small flowers painted onto her hair.

There truly was nothing about this woman's appearance that screamed cold blooded killer, but there was still just something about her that gave me pause. What in the world was it?

I tried to think about it as I started to ask her a few questions.

"Hibiscus, how long before the others did you leave the show?" That was the thing that I needed to know the most. Did she leave long before them, or did she leave at the same time?

"I left when it ended. The display was beautiful as always." She smiled at me. That was odd, most of the others had been crying when they saw it.

"Didn't it make you laugh? The cute little ways that Queen Gloriana was creating those animals."

I saw the three other people in the room look at me like I was crazy. That had definitely not been the way that the show had proceeded. It hadn't been cute or funny at all. It had been heartfelt and emotional. And there definitely weren't any animals in the show at all.

"Oh yes, I really loved seeing all those animals. Glory is truly amazing whenever she uses her magic. I wish I could be just like her."