relieved she'd be safe on her little adventure, she'd prepared herself a plateful of food and had taken it with her when she
left. She hadn't wanted to cause alarm by leaving without dinner. She didn’t
want to tell anyone about her plans yet, not until she knew if she could
actually call the Great Wind to her or if the Goddess would be willing to help.
She didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up, or be barred from trying to help by
these overprotective warriors.
It didn't take
her long to gather apples and some honey before she'd snuck out of the castle.
Finding the cliff had taken longer, but the walk had been refreshing. By the
time she'd sat down, her mind was clear of all things but her need to help.
She'd laid out her offerings, closed her eyes, and sent out her request.
By the time she
caught a whiff of honey and felt the breeze pick up she sensed someone behind
her. She stood as the wind began circling her and saw Zane running toward her.
He'd come for her. Despite Skye being injured and needing him and Baxter, he'd
left to look for her. They truly would put her first. She wished she’d thought
to leave a note explaining what she was trying to do. If the Great Wind didn’t
take her to the Goddess she’d have lost her men and best friends forever. The
raw agony in his features was the last thing she'd seen before being struck by
lightning.
Her focus
returned to trying to work out where she was now. It certainly wasn't anywhere
in Australia, or Earth for that matter.
"No, child. You are not on Earth. Or the Land of Feury."
The blood
drained from Binda's face as she turned her face toward the strong feminine
voice. Had it really worked?
"Oh wow. Um. Goddess?"
The woman before
her was beyond stunning. Her golden skin seemed to glow. She wore a jeweled
belt that had a length of sheer white material hanging down to the floor at the
front and back, leaving the sides of her legs bare to her waist. A simple white
halter top barely covered her breasts, and bolts of white material hung from
bands around her upper arms to brush the floor. Looking into her black irises
was strangely comforting. Binda moved to kneel, facing the woman who'd yet to
answer her.
With a slight
nod of her head and a small smile the Goddess spoke. "Yes, I am the one
the Warriors call Goddess. Tell me why you called on me and my Great Wind. I've
not had anyone call for such a long time."
Binda wanted to
choose her words carefully. The last thing she wanted to do was offend the
Goddess.
"The
dragons fear your Great Wind, Goddess. After the liaths used it to come and
kill all their females, none of them wanted to know anything about it."
The Goddess
closed her eyes, and a single tear left her right eye. As it dripped from her
chin it transformed into a bee that flew to rest on her shoulder.
"The liaths
never could accept their place. They used trickery to gain the control of the
wind. When I felt the call, I looked down and saw a young child, her mind pure
and kind. She seemed to be lost from her parents and wanting the wind to take
her to them. I sent the Great Wind to her. If only I'd delved deeper I would
have seen that the child's parents had been taken by the evil ones who wanted
to take over Feury. They took her place as the wind arrived. They were quick,
and I couldn't stop them in time."
"They
killed the child?"
Binda was
shocked that anyone could do such a thing, although considering what they went
on to do it shouldn't surprise her.
"Yes. She
is here in Neamh now. So few liaths make it here, but she is happy now with her
parents."
Oh hell, they killed her parents, too?
"I hope I
never meet any of these liaths."
The Goddess
smiled gently. "Fear not. There are none left now. Through their own
selfishness and greed their species died out years ago."
"You didn't
try to save them?"
A sad smile
graced her lips. "Early on I tried, but it was clear they would never
learn. It saddened me to see them perish, but they refused to listen
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