Miki+BG

Fateful Events

The flight home seemed to be faster for Miki. She was deep in thought about what home would be like without Garrett. //“Don’t be sad, Miki,”// Gabriel projected as a tear fell from her face.

“How can I not be sad, he was my whole world.” Miki sniffled. She leaned into Vadima-Leeta.

//“Miki, even though this is hard you must continue as your brother would have wished... I will set you down here.”// Vadima lowered herself down so Gabriel’s paws hovered above the ground, then she dropped him. He growled in response but moved so Vadima could set Miki down.

Guards rushed out with swords drawn as Miki slid off Vadima’s back out of view. “Halt, who goes there?” Shouted Rudalpho head of the royal guard.

Miki walked around in front of Vadima with Gabriel close at her heals. “It is me General, please lower your swords. Vadima please return home.” Vadima bowed her head and flew off.

“Forgive me your highness, I did not see you.” He begged getting down on one knee.

“Rise, I am tired. We can talk about all that has happened in the morning.” Rudalpho rose to his feet and followed Miki into the main hall to the castle. “Who is he?” Miki questioned. The man was tall and lean, a pale glow about him. Golden hair that fell to his shoulders, and a robe made of green silk that made his brown eyes pop with beauty.

“He is...” Rudalpho hesitated as they walked closer to the mystery man. Miki stepped up to him, she was almost a foot shorter then him, and asked, “who are you? What is your business here?”

He looked shocked, stunned, and amused. “I am Michael. My business is...to be your husband. It is by rule of law, your highness.” He bowed in the little space between them, which there was only about six inches. Miki spun to Rudalpho pointing her finger.

“YOU...you, went behind my back invited him here, and didn’t send word!” Miki was furious. Her eyes glowed blood red, Gabriel sensing this nudged her limp hand. “I’m sorry,” She said softly while looking down into his eyes. She took several deep breaths, and concentrated.

The air seem to buzz with fear, hate, and uncertainty. She held her breath and squeezed that small piece of her mind hard. The air changed into calmness, almost tranquil. Miki sighed and collapsed on the ground. “Bring her to her room!” Rudalpho shouted. There was commotion, but Miki was to tired to care.

She felt someone lift her up. She smelled the air, with her eyes closed, to see who it was. She couldn’t recognize the sent, though it filled her head, tingled her nostrils, and made her heart flutter like a Hum’s wings. She curled her mind around the smell drinking every last drop.

Miki felt her body being pulled closer to the cool body. The strong arms that encircled her made her feel safe again. The soft fabric that held the muscled chest secret, and the soft hair tickled her forehead.

All to quick she was being set down, “Don’t go,” she pleaded half-asleep. The arms let go and she whimpered like a little puppy. “I’m not going any where.” The male voice was like a lullaby. He tucked her in and then himself climbed on the bed over the covers, and cuddled with her. She had a dreamless sleep.

That morning she woke up alone, well not entirely alone Gabriel was there too, but with out the smelly person. She knew he had been real because his smell lingered on her pillows, blankets, and her skin.

“Good morning!” Yelled her handmaid Helga. “You must get up we have to get you ready!” She bustled around the room. Miki laughed at it and then said mockingly, “Why do you have to be so cheerful in the morning?” Helga laughed it off and pulled out a dress she had hidden from view.

“Why is it white? And what is so important today?” The devilish smile that played around Helga’s lips was worrying Miki.

“First you shower, then you get your make-up and hair done, then I will tell you after you have put the dress on.” She stated simply. Miki was hesitant to comply, she had a bad feeling about the whole thing from Helga’s emotions.

“//No reason to stall, just get it over with. It can’t be that bad...”// Gabriel comforted her with a big yawn. As Miki went to the bathroom to take her shower Gabriel added, “//...Could it?//” She could feel Helga role her eyes at the same time she did.

She took a short shower, she got out and wrapped a towel around her body and around her hair. Before she left the bathroom she packed her brown leather bag and set her bow with it. When she left the bathroom Helga was waiting with several other people, “This is, Adda, Addy, Edda, Ella, Ona, Leah, and Bob 'The Man'. The girls will set to work on your face, body, nails, and your shoes, Bob will work on your hair.” Adda rushed over and pulled Miki to a chair and sat her down in it.

“What am I supposed to do?” Miki asked exasperated she had nothing to do and who knows how long she was going to sit there. Her butt was going numb just thinking about it.

“Dream.” Was all Bob said. She sat still and eventually through all the poking and prodding, fell into another dreamless-dream. When she was woken up her joints were stiff from having to sit for hours in the same place.

“Up, up!” Ella commanded so Miki, still half-asleep, stood up. They pulled her limbs this way and that way putting the dress on, when they were done she just stared. The mirror didn’t reflect her, It reflected her mother. She could tell because Garrett described her this way, in her favorite white dress. It was a long, billowing white ballgown her father had made for her, which Miki now wore. She shook the image out of her head and saw at last herself. She wanted to weep but Helga wouldn't let her.

“Well we don’t want you to be late.” Helga piped up near the door.

“Late for what? You better tell me, I have done all that you asked... Well more like demanded, but still please,” Miki started to beg softly, “tell me.”

“Come, and I shall show you.” Helga reached out a hand and she took it gently. Helga led her through the corridors to the main hall out to the court yard where pink, white, baby blue, light purple, and green petals fell down over and isle made through rows of chairs. Her people were dressed in many colors, she felt love, hope, and prosperity in the air. When her eyes landed on the man dressed in a white silk robe with gold trimming, her heart skipped a beat. It was him and she knew it.

Gabriel picked up her dress carefully in his teeth and projected, “//It’s time, start to walk Miki.//” She automatically walked. She could only see the back of his head, his hair shoulder length and golden. She reached him, and turned almost like slow-motion, and they smiled at each other.

“I didn’t think you’d walk down the isle, I guess you changed your mind after all?” He questioned.

“Yeah I guess I have.” She blushed and looked at the Priestess and nodded. Gabriel snuck out of the ceremony, but Miki hadn't noticed because she was happy.

The ceremony begun, and went smoothly until Miki got a feeling. It was vibrating the air, shifting and moving. She turned around disrupting the ceremony momentarily, and saw Gabriel running back from the castle, “Miki, Word has been sent from Sophie! We must help!” He was projecting so fast Miki couldn’t understand him.

“Slow down, and tell me after the ceremony.” Miki replied turning back to the Priestess.

“If anyone has a reason these two should not be wed then speak now or forever hold your peace.” With in moments a door with purple flames sprouting from the wood, appeared in front of Miki. Gabriel nudged her hand and set the strap of her bag and bow down in her dangling hand. Miki squeezed the strap and string and swung it onto her shoulder, paused and listened to the door.

“//Hero you are summoned, step through the door and find your destiny.//” The voice resonated from the door was getting louder and impossible to resist. Miki reached up and played with the fire, she thought it was strange it was not hot or cold. She then opened the door, but hesitated. She looked over her shoulder, and for the first time her eyes were a purple passion color. “I will be back. I promise.” She called as Gabriel and her stepped through the door.