So much had happened since he has last seen his beloved, though Heiro made a point of continuously leaving bouquets of flowers within the woods where they had first met. Keldava probably had no idea how much Hei was obsessing over her from their first meeting, but after awhile, Buddy had him convinced that he was in love. And why wouldn’t he be? She was beautiful and breathtaking, standing a good 4 to 5 inches taller than him when he’d first spotted her near the stagnant pool within the woods. This was where he returned almost every other day to leave his arrangements of plants that explained his feelings for the Arte woman in the language of flowers. This was a new hobby he had picked up in the past two months. He had learned everything he could about flowers and herbs, hunting and trapping, weapons and fighting, and more recently he’d started perfecting the art of carpentry and leatherworking with his father.
Life was good though he felt he hadn’t seen site of Kel in ages, his spirits could not be diminished. He knew he loved her even when he found his flowers to be wilting or drying out in different phases of decay, she’d obviously hadn’t found them yet or didn’t understand they were tokens of his affection for her. No matter, he kept at his extravagant displays of love, counting down the days for when he’d finally enter the adult ranks of the court and be able to seek out Keldava on his own. For now he had taken it upon himself to learn everything he could, perfect his speech and writing, and take care of his father while he healed from the attack that would cripple him the rest of his life. Heiro was becoming a renaissance man of the sorts. Gone were the days of his childish lisps and troubles with “th” words. The husky adolescent was shedding baby fat and shaping up to be a handsome lad. Now about 4 inches taller, it was apparent he wasn’t done with growing anytime soon.
Yet growing pains also brought out new personalities within the blue eyed hybrid. Celeste was a voice within his head and the first entity that he wasn’t able to see as his mind didn’t project her as a playmate. This sultry woman whispered ideals about sex and intimacy to the oreo colored boy, filling his mind with dreams that troubled him but at the same time felt like ecstasy. He didn’t know how to explain it, but suddenly Heiro was attracted to a pretty or handsome face more so than he was when he was younger. Keldava of course was out of this category as she was above the rest. His feelings for her were pure, most of the time, and Heiro would not let Celeste sully her memory.
Then there was Nox, a true entity of evil and night and though Ro still hung around, the black wolf’s antics and “childish” pranks were nothing compared to the sinister and sadistic suggestions of the raven. Nox had appeared to Heiro a month ago and had the hybrid convinced that he was some sort of spirit guide. Everything he instructed Hei to do was in preparation of becoming an adult. So, the young boy did all he could to impress his raven friend, in hopes he’d grow up to be the best man he could be, even if that meant drowning or sacrificing animals for a greater cause. With Niro out of commision, the slow process of his disappearing birds seemed to go unnoticed.
Daisies and asters for my one true love, Heiro sang to himself as he picked the flowers on his way into the woods between Arte and the court. It was his second trip this week, but something in the autumnal air had the male excited. He had a feeling he’d finally be seeing Kel again today or at least catching a moment of free time from his “friends”. He walked confidently into the dark forest, twirling his bouquet and humming a song under his breath. Getting closer to where he had last seen her, he caught a familiar scent in his nares. A grin spread across his face, as he crept closer. There she was, his beauty, his queen, Keldava. They were violets for you, he said softly, not wanting to startle her as his ice eyes roved over her body, but he forgot about his message of “faithfulness” and the presence of the kitten when he noticed the marks on her hands and face. Keldava, what...what happened my--m’lady his voice broke off before he could claim her as his love. Of all the books he read, he knew he needed to remain a gentleman as he swept forward and lowered himself into a bow.
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