Nymphea Vol II: The Rise Of Ill Fates
The elderly woman came from out the back with a small tray. She placed the tray on the table in front of Silvia. A light scent of sweet herbs released from the tea kettle. The scent grew stronger as two small saucers were filled to the brim. Silvia watched the woman lift one of the saucers in front of her.
“Here is your tea.”
Silvia took the cup and held it closer to her chest. The woman smiled and walked over to Kye. As Kye was given his cup, Silvia noticed that the woman looked familiar. She recalled the mysterious woman she had met last night before the incident.
“If I’m not mistaken, I believe we’ve met before?”
The woman lifted a brow as placed the kettle on the tray.
“Ah, yes. I remember that voice. You’re the one I meet near the old tree.”
Kye slowly lowered the cup from his lips. He stared at Silvia with a puzzled expression.
“You’ve met the blind woman before?”
“Yes. Before you found me, I had stumbled across an old willow tree when I met her. We had promised to meet with each other again.”
The woman sat across from them and reached her hand in Silvia’s direction. Silvia placed the woman’s hand in her palm. She looked at the woman’s face with only one question on her mind.
“Do you really know who I am?”
Kye turned his head in anticipation to hear the answer that followed next. The woman nodded her head.
“I’ve been waiting for you, princess. Your mother told me you would appear before me in due time.”
Slivia’s eyes widened with surprise. She leaned toward the woman in disbelief. Kye could see she was taken aback by the woman’s response.
“You knew my mother?”
An apologetic expression fell on the woman’s face. She held Silvia’s hand while the thought of the encounter she once had with the Queen.
“Yes, I had spoken with your mother before her passing. Her belief in unity and peace is what encouraged our world to come together.”
Kye stares at the woman suspiciously. He leaned back in his seat, unsatisfied with the answer given. He interrupts the conversation.
“But how did you know she was from the other world?”
The words shot off his lips as he gave a piercing glare. The woman let go of Silvia’s hands and gently grasped the kettle on the tray beside her. Kye and Silvia watched intently as she preceded to pour herself tea.
“Everyone has their own unique spiritual energy. It has become easier to read them ever since I lost my sight…but this is apparent to any sage.”
“You’re a sage? I thought they all perished during the war.”
Kye responded with hostility. The woman smirked. She put the tea up to her lips then placed it back on the table again. Silvia’s eyes lit with curiosity.
“I’ve heard about sages before from my brother. He said he once saw a sage reattach a knight’s arm back on his body. Since that day I’ve always wondered what one looked like. So, you can cast spells?”
The woman laughed.
“Sorry to disappoint you but I don’t cast spells. I can only manipulate aura and energy. Although, healing charms are a simple task for any sage.”
Silvia leaned in closer to the woman in excitement. Her eyes sparkled with eagerness. The woman raised a brow as she brought the saucer to her lips again.
“Do you think you can help me get my body back?”
The woman placed the tea back on the table and slowly stood up from her seat. She began to gather the tray and kettle.
“After another night's rest, I’ll see what I can do for you…but I make no promises.”