There is a prologue and chapter one prior to this. If you read chapter one, well you might want to go back and reread it. I changes it alot, and took part of the ending out. Here goes Chapter Two.
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~ Chapter Two ~
Fallyn knew that when she walked through the door, her mother was going to nag her about staying out to long.
“Why were you out so late? You know you were supposed to be in before it got dark,” she scolded.
Fallyn, wanting to please her mother with the mirror, put her hands in her pocket to retrieve the mirror. It was then she realized that she wanted to keep her find to herself.
“Sorry, I won’t do it again.” She apologized, insincerely. Her mother was already too busy with the dishes to notice.
Fallyn hovered to her room, her feet so sore she couldn’t walk. She walked into her closet and opened the hatch in the ceiling that led up to the secret room. Her parents didn’t even know it existed. Nimbly she leapt through the hole, closing the hatch behind her.
Lighting a candle, she sighed with content and she made a full turn, observing her piece of paradise. A desk made in her free time stood in the corner, its delicate and intriguing designs catching her eye. A tree starting at the bottom grew; it branches extending outwards, blossoms and leaves attached. It wound its way from the leg to the very top. It had taken her months to finish and carve. A picture that she had drawn sat in a simple silver frame rested on the desk. The little stool, matching in design sat beside it, begging to be sat in. Against the back wall was a bookshelf, filled with her favorites.
Walking to her wooden desk, she fished out the mirror and laid it on it. Staring at her reflection she caught a movement in the looking glass. Swirling around, she thought the worst; her parents had found her place of solitude. To her surprise there was nothing.
Looking back into the mirror, she touched the surface, and saw it ripple. Stunned, Fallyn watched a face appear similar to her own that stared back. If she hadn’t been frozen with fear she would have dropped the mirror, but her hands wouldn’t obey her. So she could just watch with horror as the woman stared back.
The flickering candlelight caught the mirrors reflection blinding Fallyn for a few moments. When she blinked her eyes free of the spots, the woman in the mirror was gone. She sighed with relief, slumping in the stool. Just as she was about to convince herself it was a dream, she felt a tap on her shoulder. This time she wished it was her parents.
Turning behind her, she loosed a blood-curdling scream. The woman was standing directly behind her. Remembering that her parents were both out foraging she cut off her scream. They couldn’t hear her. She didn’t want to show any weakness in front of this stranger.
Standing up, Fallyn faced the stranger, ready to defend herself. The woman put her hands up in a peaceful gesture. Fallyn realized that the woman was studying her with a loving and curious expression on her face.
“I don’t mean any harm; I come to deliver a message.” She laughed, trying to keep a straight face. Apparently she didn’t want to offend her.
Fallyn studied the woman’s face this time. Taking in the sparkling dark purple eyes that mirrored her own. Like herself, the woman also had dark raven black hair that blended with the shadows.
“What’s your name,” Fallyn asked. It always helped when she knew someone’s name.
“Raiyne, in fact these forests were named after me,” she said a bit smugly.
Realization snapped within Fallyn. This stranger was the first and only Warrior Queen, and a dangerous Queste was about to begin. And she was a part of it.
