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Keene closed his eyes again at her question, but it was only for a moment as he tried to gain some equilibrium and then the hybrid was focusing again....and rising. He took a long, shaky breath as he looked down at Tessa and then slowly, he reached down and took her arm in his hand and pulled her up, initiating contact between them before he let her go again and moved out of the room, knowing the white-haired female would follow.
The black-haired male ran a hand through his hair, noting that his whole body trembled with residual reaction. He was feeling...feeling again in a way he'd not let himself do in a long, long time. Not since Lyalah. The thought of the girl made Keene inhale sharply and his hand came up to rub his chest, an ache there that he couldn't deny. He missed her.
He saw a lot of Lyalah in Tessa.
The realization made the male look back at her even as he found the bed, sitting down and then scooting back against the pillows, letting Tessa have the end of the mattress. She was a lot like Lyalah. Was that...was that why he found it so hard to just open up to her? Did he fear that if he allowed himself to care...that she'd be taken from him? Perhaps the questions were simple and had simple, obvious answers - answers his inner child was saying a clear 'duh' over - but Keene hadn't wanted to think, to acknowledge anything, to use the past to figure anything out. No, he'd been using the current danger as an excuse not to accept Tessa....and now those things no longer worked.
He watched the other hybrid for a minute and then finally spoke, nothing sarcastic or waspish in his tone. He simply told Tessa the complete truth as he knew it. All of it.
"To explain who Nimue is, you must first understand who...everyone else is. Nimue belongs to the Legends of Old Earth, specifically Arthurian Legends..." Keene's voice seemed to fill the room as he told her the tale of King Arthur. About how a corrupt human King had given his child to a powerful, mostly-human Seer, Merlin, in payment of a debt and how Merlin had taken that child to be raised away from the Kingdom of Camelot, to learn nobility and justice, mercy and patience. He told her about Morgan le Fay, an alien of unknown origin who'd been drawn to Merlin's power, to the prospect of Arthur's future, how her heart was filled with nothing but darkness and how she desired destruction of all things belonging to the light. Keene spoke of the friendship that developed between a Lord's son, Mordred and the undiscovered prince, Arthur and how they grew to be strong young men, inseparable before something, the love of the same woman, drove them apart. He explained how Morgan used that to her advantage, taking Mordred under her wing, teaching him, corrupting him completely. He told her about how Arthur came to claim his throne and rallied his people against their great enemy the Saxons, how he'd married the maiden Guinevere and how Knights had come from all around to pledge their loyalty to Arthur, the greatest among them being Lancelot.
Keene explained all this before he ever mentioned what she'd asked about and then he slowed, grew more thoughtful. "Merlin...was the greatest Seer who ever lived...and Nimue was his counterpart. She was not of Earth, but unlike Morgan, she desired to help those she saw. She was called the Lady of the Lake and her great power was with water and ice. She was the guardian and keeper of the great sword Excalibur and when Arthur requested her aid, she gave it to him to wield. When Arthur would not listen to Merlin, he heeded Nimue. She was...Merlin's other half, the balance in his life. She kept him sane and kept him good, kept him fighting for the light instead of against it. She never feared Morgan and the two hated one another."
The hybrid took a deep breath, arms wrapped around his knees and he closed his eyes as he told Tessa of the birth of Merlin and Nimue's daughter, about how the Women of Avalon had taken the girl away for safe keeping, aliens just like Nimue herself and about the shattered peace that rocked the Kingdom of Camelot, the war Morgan waged against Arthur and those who followed him. About how, in the last battle, Mordred gave to Arthur a fatal blow, but that the King returned it in kind, leaving both former friends dead that day. He spoke of how Merlin and Nimue destroyed Merlin, but how Nimue had payed with her life and how Merlin...had faded away, having nothing to live for. He spoke of Lancelot's departure, his heart heavy over the love he had for Guinevere, but his loyalty to Arthur and how Queen Guinevere had ruled faithfully and wisely after her husband's death, bearing his son, his heir.
"Arthur and Guinevere's line continued on in their son. Merlin and Nimue's daughter was kept from harm, raised in safety. Morgan had birthed twins in secret, only one surviving, and he was taken by her own kind to be suckled on darkness and corruption. Mordred sired many bastard children with many women and so his line continued."
Jade eyes looked up then into violet and Keene gave a faint, weak smile. "We are part of those bloodlines. We are the heirs of a great story...we are the new players in one of the oldest legends in time."
The black-haired male ran a hand through his hair, noting that his whole body trembled with residual reaction. He was feeling...feeling again in a way he'd not let himself do in a long, long time. Not since Lyalah. The thought of the girl made Keene inhale sharply and his hand came up to rub his chest, an ache there that he couldn't deny. He missed her.
He saw a lot of Lyalah in Tessa.
The realization made the male look back at her even as he found the bed, sitting down and then scooting back against the pillows, letting Tessa have the end of the mattress. She was a lot like Lyalah. Was that...was that why he found it so hard to just open up to her? Did he fear that if he allowed himself to care...that she'd be taken from him? Perhaps the questions were simple and had simple, obvious answers - answers his inner child was saying a clear 'duh' over - but Keene hadn't wanted to think, to acknowledge anything, to use the past to figure anything out. No, he'd been using the current danger as an excuse not to accept Tessa....and now those things no longer worked.
He watched the other hybrid for a minute and then finally spoke, nothing sarcastic or waspish in his tone. He simply told Tessa the complete truth as he knew it. All of it.
"To explain who Nimue is, you must first understand who...everyone else is. Nimue belongs to the Legends of Old Earth, specifically Arthurian Legends..." Keene's voice seemed to fill the room as he told her the tale of King Arthur. About how a corrupt human King had given his child to a powerful, mostly-human Seer, Merlin, in payment of a debt and how Merlin had taken that child to be raised away from the Kingdom of Camelot, to learn nobility and justice, mercy and patience. He told her about Morgan le Fay, an alien of unknown origin who'd been drawn to Merlin's power, to the prospect of Arthur's future, how her heart was filled with nothing but darkness and how she desired destruction of all things belonging to the light. Keene spoke of the friendship that developed between a Lord's son, Mordred and the undiscovered prince, Arthur and how they grew to be strong young men, inseparable before something, the love of the same woman, drove them apart. He explained how Morgan used that to her advantage, taking Mordred under her wing, teaching him, corrupting him completely. He told her about how Arthur came to claim his throne and rallied his people against their great enemy the Saxons, how he'd married the maiden Guinevere and how Knights had come from all around to pledge their loyalty to Arthur, the greatest among them being Lancelot.
Keene explained all this before he ever mentioned what she'd asked about and then he slowed, grew more thoughtful. "Merlin...was the greatest Seer who ever lived...and Nimue was his counterpart. She was not of Earth, but unlike Morgan, she desired to help those she saw. She was called the Lady of the Lake and her great power was with water and ice. She was the guardian and keeper of the great sword Excalibur and when Arthur requested her aid, she gave it to him to wield. When Arthur would not listen to Merlin, he heeded Nimue. She was...Merlin's other half, the balance in his life. She kept him sane and kept him good, kept him fighting for the light instead of against it. She never feared Morgan and the two hated one another."
The hybrid took a deep breath, arms wrapped around his knees and he closed his eyes as he told Tessa of the birth of Merlin and Nimue's daughter, about how the Women of Avalon had taken the girl away for safe keeping, aliens just like Nimue herself and about the shattered peace that rocked the Kingdom of Camelot, the war Morgan waged against Arthur and those who followed him. About how, in the last battle, Mordred gave to Arthur a fatal blow, but that the King returned it in kind, leaving both former friends dead that day. He spoke of how Merlin and Nimue destroyed Merlin, but how Nimue had payed with her life and how Merlin...had faded away, having nothing to live for. He spoke of Lancelot's departure, his heart heavy over the love he had for Guinevere, but his loyalty to Arthur and how Queen Guinevere had ruled faithfully and wisely after her husband's death, bearing his son, his heir.
"Arthur and Guinevere's line continued on in their son. Merlin and Nimue's daughter was kept from harm, raised in safety. Morgan had birthed twins in secret, only one surviving, and he was taken by her own kind to be suckled on darkness and corruption. Mordred sired many bastard children with many women and so his line continued."
Jade eyes looked up then into violet and Keene gave a faint, weak smile. "We are part of those bloodlines. We are the heirs of a great story...we are the new players in one of the oldest legends in time."
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