posted on Aug, 9 2017 @ 10:23 AM
So, I have to say, things are moving along in this thread faster than I anticipated. At present, I have only 4 more scenes fully written after this
one. It will likely be 6-8 more episodes, depending upon how I break them up, before I will be writing each scene and posting it as it becomes
complete. So please, bear with me for those of you following. That said, without further ado:
List of Characters in Falling
Preview Character List
111 - Prince Consort
Gaalen was peppered with questions from the bright and inquisitive Teryn, a beautiful girl of fifteen with very light blonde hair, clear blue eyes,
and pale skin. She wanted to know about Braeghe estate, about olives, and grapes, and Lake Naonn, and his family.
“Do you have any brothers or sisters?”
“I have a sister, Lady Lura Braeghe im Oasho. She spends most of her time in Oasho Maarke with her husband and children. My niece Aesen is about
two years younger than you, my nephew Teiagir is just nine, and little Kumi is a precocious four. And, I used to have a brother.”
“He was killed when I was younger,” Gaalen replied solemnly.
“Oh I see, I’m sorry, Lord Captain,” she said, putting a hand on his forearm.
“Thank you, Princess, I am touched. Though, I know there are few families in our realm that have not suffered loss, including your own,” he said,
nodding to Kerala and Lord Noall.
Teryn paused. “I miss Peraena terribly,” she said, her voice catching.
“I think the ones we love never really leave us, Princess,” he said. “I believe we will see them again, somehow.” Teryn smiled, and he could
feel her eyes on him as he turned to his plate.
“My, my, such weighty conversation the two of you are having,” Anna said softly, leaning toward him.
“Just satisfying her curiosity, Highness. I’m certain if I were in her shoes, I’d have all sorts of questions as well,” he replied, just as
She studied his face for a long moment. “I suspect you are right, Lord Captain,” she said, a small smile touching the corners of her mouth.
The courses came one after the other, each with small portion of a wine selected specifically for that dish. The Princess and the Queen were both
skilled at conversation, and Gaalen felt a bit more at ease with their friendly and comfortable manner. He thought a man would be fortunate to have
such a fate as to be handed over into this family.
Before the dessert course was brought out, the Queen stood up. A hush quickly spread from the head of the central table outward, as though Aomm had
thrown a giant blanket over the Hall. She did not even need to clear her throat.
“I trust you are all well content, and have saved enough room for dessert. Tonight we remember the bountiful harvest provided by Aomm, and we sit
in remembrance of those who have gone before.”
She paused, allowing the traditional moment of silence for those lost during the harvest time. There were always some, taken by aiyuun, killed
by alkasanni or torpae; always, there were some.
“We salute the people of Aavelae who risk their lives daily to provide our realm with the resources needed to survive. This year, the harvest has
been plentiful, and with blessing, the winter will be short. We celebrate in the hope of a better future.” She paused for the traditional
applause. “Tonight I bring you an additional reason for celebration. My beloved daughter Anna Kire, your Princess, and heiress to the throne of
Aavelae, is to be married.”
A wave of suppressed chatter bounced around the Hall, those in attendance turning to those next to them in excited whispers. Taarvaes threw Gaalen an
encouraging grin. And yet, it’s all for nothing, my Prince, but you don’t know that.
“This young man is well-known to many of you here tonight. He has been decorated in battle, honored for his valor, and is one of the steadfast High
Defenders of Aavelae. But more than that, he is a loyal subject of the realm, and a respected leader.”
Gaalen’s mother was smiling broadly further down the table, her eyes on him and glittering with anticipation.
Kerala piped up in her piercing young voice, “Nana is Auntie Anna getting married today?” Noall brushed her wavy hair back and whispered to her
as the Queen smiled down at her granddaughter and quiet, adoring laughter echoed through the hall.
“Not today, child,” and those near chuckled. Anna’s mirth was like the tinkling of a silver bell, and her eyes sparkled with affection
for young Kerala.
“But, my granddaughter is quite right. It is about time we met our future Prince Consort. Ladies, Lords, I give you Lord Captain Gaalen Braeghe,
Shieldbearer and High Defender of Aavelae, and my beautiful daughter’s fiancé.”