The Wandering Breeze... [Na'ame; FINISHED]

[Chrysett and Chrysanthemum]

Chrysett was not a warrior in the least. She was not a fighter, although she was a decent with the magic of her origin. However, she was smart, a good listener, followed directions well, a hard worker, and she was loyal.

While she had a primary concern of the welfare of her sister in the Mortal Realm. Chrysanthemum always seemed in such pain and it deeply pained her. It was times such as those that reminded her that they were twins.

She was vaguely related to the Queen, as her mother was her personal attendant. and songstress. Chrysett was seeking to occupy the same position. However, her mother was young and her was no reason to expect having to replace her in the castle soon. Her family was prosperous, and other than her sister, there was nothing difficult or saddening pressing on her conscience. She was not interested in marrying, either, so that was also not a problem.

She needed a job. She loved nurturing and caring for others. And it was this that motivated her to ask the Queen for a very specific job. The choice was hers, ultimately, so she needed nothing but the Queen's blessing.

She traveled through the castle quickly, with the expertise of someone who had walked through the castle many times. Queen Na'ame's altar, which doubled as a throne room, had tall doors barring the unauthorized from entering, guards stationed before them. These precautions, Chrysett knew, were for trespassers, not for Na'ame. While a Queen, it was known that she was also the Ruling Elemental Spirit of their element, something not to be trifled with by any but the worthy.

Curtsying at the guards, she said, "Caretaker Chrysett. I have requested previously an audience with the Queen. I will join her now."

The fae guard, a male with red wings and armor concealing his face, stepped forward. He asid nothing, reaching out to touch her forehead with the tip of his left index finger. As he touched her, she felt a ripple throughout her body. She knew that the dream magic coursing through her was to confirm her identity and origin. The process took only a few seconds, and then the guard stood aside, the second guard following his movements.

"Thank you," Chrysett said cheerfully. The guard that had checked her pulled the door open just enough for her slim figure to slip in. Even though she couldnt see into the room, a bright light escaped the hallway, illuminating the floor and the wall behind her in the most vivid colors that she had ever seen.

As she entered the room, she found herself flooded in warmth and feeling such that she had never experienced before. She almost immediately sank to her knees in a bow in awe of the Queen's countenance.

On the altar before her, the Queen was suspended in the air. She held a humanoid shape, with long, flwoing hair and a curvaceous figure. Her eyes were tender and kind. Her body, however, was not defined outside of shape, and flashed with swirling folors and images from all the dreams that had ever been dreamt. All colors, all images, those real and imaginary, coursed through the Queen, and this concept in itself was the most wonderous thing about her.

Still crouched in a deep bow, lying prostrate on her knees, and wondering how her mother could stand to look at so much beauty everyday and so often. She was unworthy. Everyone was unworthy.

Chrysett took a deep breath and said in a sigh of bliss, "Your Majesty..."

[Na'ame]

Na'ame smiled at the young girl as she entered the room and could tell that she was overwhelmed by her presence. She made minimal effort to tone down her appearance and that of the room to relieve the young faeries eyes.

With her hand held upward, she called out to the fae in a sweet, motherly voice that simply couldn't exist. "You may rise my child." She tilted her head a bit as she examining her as she smiled at her.

"You requested to see me, what is the topic of this discussion?"

[Chrysett and Chrysanthemum]

Chrysett had never heard a more beautiful voice in her life. It was like every beautiful thing in the universe sounding in harmony together with each word.

"You may rise, my child."

Chrysett did as she was asked, feeling exactly like that--a child. Someone who should not have been here, someone who did not deserve to speak to such a beautiful treasure. But she had been honored with an audience, and while her resolve for her goal had faded a little, she could not pass up the opportunity that this kind Queen was granting her just by hearing her out.

"You requested to see me; what is the topic of this discussion?" This time, her voice was every type of delicate bell, sounding together, the gentle ringing staying in Chrysett's ears long after she had spoken.

Chrysett, while standing upright, bowed to her waist as she spoke, brushig her aquamarine hair from her eyes.

"...I humbly ask you, because I know that I am not worthy, for a small request, insignificant and not deserving for your time and consideration. It is something I really want, although I know that my desires cannot hold even the smallest flame to yours. I am being selfish, and I will pay for my actions in any way that you wish." Taking a deep breath to gather the courage that had been utterly shattered by the breathtaking view of her Queen, she continued. "I plea with you to allow me to demonstrate my lowly skills as a caretaker in our alliance with Heaven. I wish to serve you more than anything else, to make you proud. I wish for you to be as fond of me as you are my mother, your songstress and your attendant, Saphirre. And while I know that I cannot compare to your other servants and your other guards, I would be overjoyed with the possibility of serving the King of Heaven with the others, even if it is in my own way. I humbly ask that you grant me permission to complete this task, even if it will take me away from you, who deserves all of my praise and love and consideration. I will always serve you first."

[Na'ame]

Na'ame listened as the young fae made her request while humbling her self. She shifted a little before lightly floating down to the ground before the fae. Her hair, the fabric that made up her dress that changed colors like a rolling ocean, her presence; all surrounded the young one.

"You know that your mother is already serving me and my needs do not require another serving me. However, you could work under your mother as an apprentice."

Na'ame did not need much really. She spends most of her time and energy in concentration directing dreams and their energies; more so now because of her suspicions of the elves. Her sisters traveled the realm as her physical eyes. She could sense things going on in her realm to an extent. But Tomo's undetected presence in the Dream realm proved that she could not sense everything.

[Chrysett and Chrysanthemum]

[OMG I'm really impressed by your description of her in that post ^^ I love it, Marianne!]

Chrysett's eyes fell to the floor and stayed there. The Queen had offered for her to serve as her mother's apprentice, but Sapphire's daughter, she had already learned all that she possibly could, through watching, and aiding her mother throughout the years with tasks that she needed help with.

She just felt too enclosed in the Dream Realm. She was chained down. There was no chance for adventure. Everything was predictable. She would know the same people her entire life and would never meet anyone new. But she wanted that experience...

Quietly, because she felt she was dishonoring herself, she said, "I...would like to travel to...to Heaven..."

[Na'ame]

Watching the young fae, Na'ame had a feeling that she saddened her, causing her to feel slightly sadden. The repeated request was barely audible, but it was heard and it was apparent that the young one wanted to go to the heavens.

"If you plan on joining our arms force, then you may go to the Heavens. However, before you can go, you must pick what part of the arms force you want to be part of. There is the Aviation Force, and there is the Foot Army. Once you have decided where you want to be placed in you will have to be tested to see where you will rank. Afterward, you must train here first before moving on to Heaven when the group in Heaven is rotated back here while the group here rotates to Heaven.

"If you had no desires to join our arm force, I am afraid that there are currently no jobs available in Heaven for us fae. Joining the arms force is your only way to the Heavens."

She hoped that this will appeased the fae. She offered; all the fae could do is accept or not.

[Chrysett and Chrysanthemum]

Chrysett was no fighter. She had seen what combat looked like, and while she could defend herself with magic, she could not approach another with weapons and intentionally hurt them.

Hanging her head with the sorrow of one who had just had their dream denied them, she said to the queen while bowing, trying her hardest to keep her melancholy from her voice. "I...I can't choose. I am no fighter..."

And so she waited, patiently, clutching her heart, for the Queen to dismiss her.

[Na'ame]

"I am sorry my child, but as I have said before there are no current jobs available in the Heavens. However, if I hear that there are positions available for one such as yourself, I would send you a notice." She reached out her arm and lightly stroked her head in an attempt to nullify any crushed feelings. There was nothing she could do about the situation in Heaven for she knew that the Heavens had their own ways of doing business. Kings come from the Heavens and ask for her children for services that needed to be done, they then have to answer to another. As an ally, a faerie makes their presence in Heaven if only they had business there. This was an unspoken agreement to avoid conflict with the Heavens.

She looked at the young fae with sympathetic eyes. "If you have any more requests, now will be a good time to bring them up or if there are none, you may leave. Again, I am sorry that I could not grant your request. As you know there are other jobs here in this realm and Mortal Realm."

[Chrysett and Chrysanthemum]

Chysett's head hung, facing the ground as her hair tumbled around her. No jobs at all? She had been hoping so much to meet all of those who were whispered about at home. The lucky soliders and commanders that had made it to Heaven and had stories to tell about its splendor. This request, so dear to her heart, had been denied, and now she was discouraged from asking anything else. She knew that the Queen had tried to allay her fears and disappointment, but nothing could soften the blow that had just been dealt her.

She shook her head at the Queen. "I-I have no other requests." She began to back away toward the door through which she had entered the room, away from the Queen's touch. Moving away from that which she was made of felt both terrible and relieving, as she wanted to be near her Queen and away from her all at once. There was nothing to describe it at all. It was just...pain. For a moment, her thoughts centered on her sister, and she mused for a moment that having such a pain for a sustained time is what it felt like to be a changeling, something that Chrysett wouldn't wish upon anyone.

[Na'ame]

Na'ame watched as the young fae shook her head and told her no. To see any fae like that made her heart twinge a little. It was not like she she meant to hurt her but all the Heavens had requested was for her army and no more. She wished she could offer more to the fae but she figured that something would show up for the her later. If not what she wanted, then perhaps it would be something that is better.

Watching her back away, she wish she could say something, anything to make her feel better. However, saying anything would probably will not help so she watched her back away towards the exit. She placed her hand over her chest in an empathetic move, as she could just feel the child's pain since it was clearly written upon her face. She turned away to not have to see her face any longer, and as she did so, the architecture as a whole turned into various shade of blue and greys in ripples. It almost seem like the everything around them was pulsating with every wave of a cool color.