Hello and welcome!
I have to tell about the surprise visit I had just yesterday to a world that I love so much.
‘What in Heaven’s name is going on?’ I wonder.
A few moments ago there was loud sounds from outdoors intruding on my peace and grating on my nerves. Suddenly, everything has gone silent. No. That isn’t quite right. I can hear the sounds of birds, singing in the trees outside. Wait a minute; the songbirds are gone, migrating south, to where the heat is. There is also sunlight shining brightly through the windows, but the skies were overcast only a moment ago. I run to the window to check this out for myself, and do a double take. Where did all the trees come from? Where is the city that surrounded this building go? It looks like summer out there; it isn’t cold and gloomy anymore. I run to the door to see if this is real, or if someone is playing a trick on me.
OMG, there are flowers everywhere, and they are in full bloom with colorus ranging from one end of the spectrum to the other. The birds are really singing! There are trees framing a picturesque clearing and it is so wonderfully warm. Really, warm. This isn’t a dream, don’t wake me if it is, I don’t want to know. I blink in surprise as twelve Elven men walk out of the forest and bow to me.
Welcome to the Free Lands, my Lady Eniko. This is our home. Dínendal speaks, as his eleven brothers smile.
I have died and gone to Heaven, I swear it. I can’t be hallucinating, it is impossible, I was at work only a moment ago.
Your home? I stammer
Yes, my Lady. Dínendal replies, as he extends a hand to help me step off the stair I am standing on, to the ground where he is.
Of course I take it, I can’t safely make that step on my own, it is almost a full six inches high. I never thought it before, but Dínendal is drop dead handsome. My heart won’t quit pounding and it does a full flip as two blond Elves step forward to introduce themselves. One is in full dress uniform.
I am Eöl. He smiles
I am Endiku.
Endiku is wearing a ruby red robe, edged in white and gold, and it flows around him as he walks.
Both Elves offer me an arm so they can escort me around to meet their brothers. I tuck my shaking hands into the crooks of their arms and smile so wide I swear my face is splitting into two.
Haldemir, and Vandamir. Endiku began.
We heard you were coming and travelled from the Grey Elven Kingdom to make sure we got the chance to meet you. Haldemir spoke for both him and Vandamir, as he took my hand from Endiku’s arm. He then raised it to his lips to press a kiss to the back, and smiled as Vandamir took my other hand. They led me onwards, to the next set of brothers.
Elios and Eanor. Vandamir introduced his younger brothers.
Red heads, my favorite color and on these two Elves, unbeatable. I am speechless and I think they can tell; their eyes are twinkling very brightly with amusement, I am sure that is amusement, the rascals.
You don’t want to be bored by the exploits of two old married Elves. Permit us to show you around. We are much more lively. Eanor teased.
Elios grinned as he tossed me a wink and moved to stand beside me so he could wrap an arm around my waist. Just follow us and we will put stars in your eyes.
Eanor laughed, as he wrapped his arm around my waist from the other side. I appreciated the support, as I allowed them to lead me from Haldemir and Vandamir. We didn’t get far before two of their other brothers blocked our path. I looked at them and felt a whimper threatening to escape. They didn’t have to be introduced. I recognized them easily. Helix and Calix had dressed in the golden splendor of their Battle Bird squadron uniforms…to meet me!
Be good my brothers, you know we won’t let you get away with this. I am Calix.
I looked from one to the other and gave a sigh of appreciation. The two Elves looked so alike, and it was enough to make a girl melt at their feet. This is so unfair.
But of course we look alike. I am Helix, and we are twins, so we should look somewhat the same. I am the handsomer of the two, as you can see.
Of course! I replied.
All right, so I am sounding a little shell-shocked. Can you blame me? I feel like I am standing before two golden Elven gods. I expect them to lead me further to meet their other brothers, but it doesn’t turn out that way, as a dark haired Elf steps between his brothers and parts them. He takes my hand and pulls me out of the small circle I never realized I was in the middle of.
I have come to your rescue, fair maiden. My name is Tathar, and this is my brother Reiss. You remember him, I am sure.
I sure do, but can’t seem to respond fast enough, as Reiss pulls me into his arms to press a soft kiss against my forehead, while he croons. Of course she remembers me. How could she forget?
Very easily. She never met me. A younger Elf answers, as he wrapped his fingers around mine and pulls me gently out of Reiss’s arms. I am Garrett, and much closer to your age than they are.
Yes, but… I know I am forgetting something important but can’t think what…
I believe I know someone she would like to meet, even more than us, while she is here. Come this way, Lady Eniko. Dínendal purrs.
Someone I would like to meet more than Elven Royalty? The thought strikes me into a state of sudden awareness; these Elves are all Princes of the Free Lands.
A lone Elf slips out of the forest. He is in disguise. He is wearing a mask to hide his face, so I can’t see who he is. I am not an Elf, but despite that I can still sense this man’s power. It threatens to overwhelm me, yet I get the impression he has muted it so he doesn’t hurt my senses.
His says my name, and it rolls off his tongue with a seductive smoothness that races through me like aged brandy. Who is he? I can see the smile in his blue eyes. Wait a moment; there is something familiar about this Elf. He laughs, a full rich sound that makes goose bumps appear suddenly, all over my body. Can it be?
Of course it can be. The mysterious Elf purrs, as he takes my fingers in his hand and lifts them to his lips, to caress them with a light touch. When he releases my hand he raises his hand to the mask that shields his face from me. He removes it, as Endiku speaks from behind me.
“Eniko, may I present Lothrariel, King of the Elven Empire.”
I don’t know what happened after that, but when I woke up I was laying on the couch in my interview room. The day was overcast again and there were signs of the city I live in all around the building, including the noise.
Did I dream it all?
But I know one thing… the down comforter that surrounds me smells of an Elven forest and flowers. I have never felt a cloth so soft, warmth so complete. I feel precious, treasured. Special. Again, I have to ask myself.
Did I dream it?
But I know this much. There was no down comforter in this room before, and I sink deeper into the cozy depths of my bower and inhale deeply I swear I can smell the scent of a certain Elven King. Unfortunately, it is soon overwhelmed by the fragrance of flowers as they fill the room. Elven Starflowers, now those I KNOW don’t grow where I live.
Hope you enjoyed my tale of the trip to the Free Land in the Elven Empire.
The 12 Princes of the Free Lands and Lothrariel, the King of the Elven Empire, hail from The Elven Chronicles series by M. A. Abraham. A series that I adore and was fortunate enough to be along for the journey from conception to publishing.
I never really like Elven books before this series, but the world that Ms. Abraham has opened for the readers is amazing and I wish I could go in and never return, and many times I loose myself among the Elves while following their life story.
Read them yourself and you will see why I love the series so much, follow the various characters, each finding their Life Mate and happiness. Of course their life is not easy, they fight against an enemy that is formidable and cunning. Amid all the strife, the author can weave in humour and lighthearted banter that make the books very light and enjoyable. The love is palpable in the story and the bonding scenes are heart melting, the words that the Life Mates speak to each other and joins their life forces.
To keep up with the series or check out the other books by M. A. Abraham, check the links below.
Question! Do you believe in soul mates? I do 😀
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