Elatha

ELATHA

Did you ever just know when something was perfect, right, that it all fit. That was Dana. Dana may have been mortal, a being whose existence would be diminished in a blink. But she was special, I had never met a human who did not cringe at the sight of us, or coward at our voice. Not Dana, she treated me and my companions as if we were equals. Her presence astounded me and all I wanted was more. I gave her all my trust when I let her out of my sight to go relieve herself. Dana being by my side after wards made me question my life choices. You see, my reason for being here, with the stones in another world form mine was revenge. I found out that I had a grandfather, Dagda, My family’s enemy The Tuatha De Danna. Not just any Tuatha, no but their leader, their God. Knowing that I knew what I had to do. That was to make Ireland mine, my people were going to rule Ireland again. I was on a mission to find the other three treasures as I already stole my grandfather’s cauldron. Dana changed my revenge plan, I do not know, cannot explain it but it was then, after she came back to me that I realised that being a King in my world, having her as my Queen by my side was all that I needed. I did not need Ireland and I did not need my grandfather to acknowledge me, nor my inheritance. As soon as the sun rises, I will take my Queen to be and go home. I had Dana’s body curled up around me, her head laying on my chest. I could feel the life in her, it was calming, her soul was a soothing touch.

“Goodnight my lass.” I laid a kiss on her forehead.

“Goodnight my Elatha.”

Her words were not strong, they came out as a whisper, but it was the loudest words that anyone has ever spoken to me. I closed my eyes, dreaming of a better future with her by my side. A lullaby was playing just outside of the stones, it was faint, but it was there. The sweet alluring sound was making its way closer to me, drawing me into the oblivion that it wanted me to succumb to. I drifted off, catching that nothingness and fell into the abyss.

I woke up to my head pounding and my eyes being attacked by the early morning rays. I went to cuddle up to Dana, knowing that she would make me feel better but all that met me was grass and rocks. She was tied, so how far could she have gone? Her presence was nowhere to be found.

“Goll, Conand, wake up you lazy pricks.” Digging my boot in both of their stomachs. There was no time for niceties. My dear little Queen made herself scares, she will find what happens when witches like herself screwed with me, undoing all my trust that I gave her. I was going to find her, even if it meant that I must turn all of Ireland on its head, disturbing all life. Screw life and screw Dana. Goll and Conand was slowly coming to, whatever had hit me must have hit them as well. I thought that it was Dana’s body that put me into that sleep, but now I am not so sure.

“My lord, did you take the cauldron back home already?”

That important bit of information did not even register. Caught up on the betrayal of Dana, did not even notice that little witch ran off with my cauldron. Then it dawned on me, how could I have been so blind.

“Dana is working with my grandfather. Conand, I know where she is. Fancy a trip to Tir Na Nog?”

“Always up for an adventure my lord.”

“It is time that I get acquainted with my grandfather.”