Chapter 263
Chapter 79: Meeting their father for the first time
It was just as they heard the footsteps of two beings walking on the bridge, that Selena suddenly ran
and hid behind a bookshelf. The emotionsing to Xena and Alora from Selena were many and
complicated. Although they wanted to go to Selena andfort her, they were not given the time to.
They could only turn back towards the bridge and watch as tworge males entered their space
through the dark mist.
They were both tall regale looking males. The taller one of the two males looked almost exactly like
Selena. Only without the regalia and stars in the hair. His eyes were inner rings of violet with outer rings
of silver. His skin and knee length hair were ck as night. His body was broad, and his tightly packed
muscle tone was in between lean and thick. His facial features were nearly identical to the male next to
him.
The male next to the first one, although tall as well, stood two inches shorter at seven foot ten. His
white–blond hair was waist length and bone straight. His dual–colored eyes were inner rings of white
with outer rings of ruby red, the outer corner tilted up. He had elegant but strong male features, a high
brow over a straight nose. High well–defined cheekbones and a full mouth. His body structure identical
to the taller male. His skin was the same color as Alora’s.
It was very clear that they were their father, both his humanoid form and his Sprite. It was because they
were here in a metaphysical space that they were able to appear side by side. Outside the
metaphysical space in the physical world, they could only be visible in one or the other form. It was
making for an interesting first meeting so far. Especially when you added in Selena hiding behind a
bookshelf.
“Why are you hiding?” Alora asked Selena through their shared mind link.
“I don’t want them to see my scars.” Selena replied, tears in her voice.
“Oh…Selena.” Xena crooned, her voice full of caring and sorrow.
“They are our father…eventually he’ll have to know.” Alora told her sadly.
“I know. I just…I just need a moment. Just a moment.” Selena pleaded.
“Okay. You don’t need to force yourself now. Come out when you’re ready.” Alora said, understanding.
Once the two forms of their father stood in the ck sand of the shore, they all studied
each other. Alora and Xena noted the silver marks on the Sprite form of their father. Many of them
looked like the ones Selena carried.
“Our father’s Sprite carries scars just as you do.” Alora told Selena, hoping it would make her feel
better about her own.
Selena was sitting with her back against a shelf, her knees drawn up. Her arms were tightly wrapped
around her legs, and her tear–streaked face was buried in her knees. Alora’s words had her lifting her
face off her knees. “He does?”
“He does.” Xena confirmed.
Sebastian and Deimos were both at a loss of what to say when they came face to face with two of his
daughter’s three forms. There were many questions running through their minds, but for some reason
they were unable to voice them. Finally, Sebastian settled on just introducing who they were.
“I am Sebastian Silver Dayblood, and this is my Sprite, Deimos.” He kept his voice low, trying his best
to put his daughter at ease. “We are your father.”
The wary gaze his daughter’s humanoid form gave them was expected. The twinge of hurt in their
hearts, however, was not. The humanoid form was the first one to speak.
“I am Alora, and this is Xena.” His daughter’s humanoid form said. Gesturing first to herself, and then to
the enormous wolf sitting next to her.
Sebastian was struck by how much she looked like him and Deimos. Her skin was dark like his and his
father’s. Her hair was ck like his mother’s. Her eyes were the same violet and silver as Deimos’s.
Her facial features were abination of his and what had to be an
ancestor of Bettina’s.
He didn’t see anything of Bettina in his daughter’s face. Based on the old pictures of Bettina’s wolf
form, there was nothing of Bettina’s wolf in his daughter’s wolf. It made him wonder what ancestor of
Bettina’s had given his daughter the features that were not of him, Deimos, or of his family.
“What is your Sprite’s name?” Deimos asked, his deep voice ringing with thousands of deep sounding
bells.
“Selena. My name is Selena.” A soft voice came, tinkling with thousands of tiny bells.
Deimos and Sebastian looked in the direction of the voice, but the one it belonged to continued to hide
behind the shelf. Sebastian and Deimos looked at each other, their expressions showed their concern.
Sebastian turned to address his daughter’s humanoid form and her wolf. “As soon as I felt your life
chain again…after thinking it severed by your death…we sent out our Intelligence Officers to gather
information on you.”
Alora and Xena looked at Sebastian and Deimos with frowns. This information seemed to make them
more wary of them. “What we found suggests that your living situation with your mother was…horrific.”
“Horrific…” Alora said the word while nodding. “That’s one way to describe it.”
“But the word horrific, does not fully describe it either.” Xena stated.
“Selena?” Alora said the name like it was a question.
The experience of meeting their father this way was undefinable to Alora. Xena didn’t know how to feel
about it anymore than Alora or Selena did. Selena felt like a mess, she didn’t know what to do. Selena
couldn’t decide if she should keep hiding or stand up and reveal herself to their father. Alora felt a little
angry at their father and didn’t know why. None of what happened to them was his fault.
After hearing Alora call her name, Selena closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to stand up. With
halting steps, she moved out from behind the bookshelf. She heard their shocked gasps and flinched. It
took everything in her to raise her head and open her eyes. What she saw in their eyes had tears
spilling from her eyes.
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They didn’t look at her with disgust as Selena had been expecting. Their eyes and facial expressions
were very emotional. Alora and Xena turned their heads to look back at her. After meeting their gazes,
Alora held her hand out. Selena felt so grateful for that one small gesture of solidarity. Selena walked
forward and grabbed Alora’s hand. Standing between Xena and Alora, Selena faced their father’s
forms.
Just by the emotions on the faces of their father’s forms, the three were able to tell their father would
never have voluntarily abandoned them. If their father had known they were alive, they never would
have been left with Bettina. Their father would have taken them. from Bettina the second he knew she
was not only facilitating her abuse and torture but was a full participant. The ck Magic Spell that was
ced on them may have been released,
earlier than it had, without the necessity of a rejection.
At the same time, the three were fully aware of why things had to happen the way they did. “As you can
see, our life with Bettina was…a little more than horrific.” Alora said.
If heartbreak and utter devastation had a face, it would be the expressions on the faces of their father’s
forms. “We had hoped that the information we obtained had been exaggerated.” Sebastian’s voice
broke. Swallowing around the painful lump of emotions in his throat, he continued. “Now it’s obvious to
us that is not so.”
“You are so powerful, little one. How were you prevented from contacting us?” Deimos asked Selena,
sorrow filling his voice.
Selena startled in Alora’s arms. “Were you told about the spell ced on us at birth?”
“Yes.” Deimos said.
“That spell…” Tears started to fall from Selena’s eyes, and her voice trembled. “I was trapped here by
that spell. Bound by chains that kept my presence from being known to Alora and Xena. I was made
invisible to them. They couldn’t see or even hear me.”
Deimos dropped to his knees, his eyes wide with horrified understanding. “I’m so sorry little one.” He
cried out in a deep hoarse belldened voice. The bells in his voice made the air around them vibrate
with his sorrow and regret.
Sebastian stumbled forward a bit, a look of anguish on his face. “If only…” he stopped and shook his
head. He closed his eyes tightly and his face was scrunched with pain. When he opened his eyes,
there was a sheen of moisture across them. “Please…can I hold you.” He
choked out.
They were startled by this request, but each of them felt it was cruel to deny this emotional request
from Sabastian. Deimos came back to his feet right then. The look on his face was pleading as he, like
Sebastian, was holding his arm out in a silent request for a hug.