A Star is Born: The Coming Dawn: Book I (13 page)

Another woman came into the room. She had a necklace that wrapped her head like a crown with a single strand of blue sapphires drape down her forehead. A beautiful blue stone pierced her cheekbone like a tear. She brought in an enormous bowl of minced meat, and another full of water. Huntra didn’t move when she placed them in front of him, but chose instead to turn away, wanting to be left alone.

“This is Colette. She’ll care for your snow tiger,” Oella said and then dismissed her. “I’m here to get you ready for the day. The council is already meeting so we must hurry.”

Oella took a glass ball that hovered nearby, pressed a finger into it before water gushed out. She held the trickling spring over Ky, and then cracked the glass open like an egg. Ky was drenched in warm, sweet-smelling water. It dried instantly, and as it evaporated, her hair curled into big locks once again. Any silvery sweat slid off her to the small puddle on the floor. The pool vanished as well.

Oella took another glass ball and placed it on the tip of her finger before spinning it. She saw Ky’s curious expression when the ball transformed into thousands of blue beads. She explained what she was doing while confessing, “I’m a witch. Don’t worry; I’m not a powerful one. I’m not evil, either. I can make certain objects do things, that is all. I’m best with glass.” Oella made a whipping motion with her hands, and the blue beads began to weave into a dress around Ky’s body. They multiplied as they covered her. “I’ll make you clothes that will withstand your hot light. Once you mature, you will need clothes that will cope. You’ll be warmer then. It wouldn’t take me long now that I have your measurements.” The beads appeared to have liquid inside of them, which constantly swirled. The churning blue liquid disturbed a shimmery silver sheen that never seemed to mix, only move as the two colors stirred.

Oella touched Ky’s back and the beads fell away, exposing her skin. She then briefly brushed Ky’s arms, and once again beads dropped to the floor. “That is nice,” Oella said, satisfied with the design. Oella blew, and the beads on the floor scattered. They shrunk in size as they rolled away until they disappeared. “Is it acceptable, my Lady?”

“It is.”

“Keep this dress. I made it very strong. I dare say the dress will last much longer than even my own life. I never do anything halfway.” Oella lifted her nose, swelling with pride. She then reached for another glass ball, but paused to ask, “Are you hungry?”

Ky shook her head, declining the need for food. The truth was she was starving. However, she wanted to inspect the food first before professing hunger. She wasn’t sure she wanted to try eating bat or troll or whatever else Oella tried feeding her.

Oella didn’t protest, instead she happily pressed her to leave. “Good, that will save time. They’re expecting you. I’ll take you to the council chamber.”

The chamber was a large room with white stone bleachers abutting the lengthy outer walls of the long narrow assembly room. Men dressed in robes filled the long bleachers. There was only one woman, a baby blue Star. There were several Stars, all of them different hues. They were congregated along the bottom row, near a tall, white king’s throne that impressively sat on a platform with several steps.

Ky was surprised to see Cobaaron sitting in the throne wearing an enormous crown with several large, blue gems. A white fur robe draped across his shoulder, which had deep purple embossing and long blue tassels that hung around his neck. He looked like a king, and Ky thought that it was very possible that the city celebrated him as the reigning ruler. He sat in his chair and watched as Ky took a seat next to all the other Stars. Everyone stared at her.

Ky gaped at Cobaaron, thankful to see him alive. When they locked eyes, a faint smile grew on her face. But when he didn’t return it, she looked away.

The ambiance was much different than what she experienced at Gem City. Everyone patiently waited for Cobaaron to say the first word. Unlike Airia and her council, here he was respected and revered.

“I don’t think it’s necessary to have so many feasts and ceremonies. It will only delay our stay that much longer, and I can’t afford to stay any longer than two days.
But
most likely we will be gone by morning so we can sweep the forest. I could send Octavos out once again, but they will need a night’s rest. I won’t send Octavos without first asking him. After the disturbance we made reaching your walls, a sweep
must
be done,” he glanced at Ky and then promptly added, “It is up to Octavos.”

“Can you postpone sending any men out until after the Arrival Feast?” one of the council members asked behind Ky.

“No. I cannot,” Cobaaron said.

“Then we will hold the feast tonight,” another member of the council proposed.

“She must have a Crowning Ceremony, and a Lighting Ceremony,” one of the male Stars stressed. “It’s tradition. The people would be very upset if we didn’t uphold those traditions.”

“And her Shooting Star Festival to celebrate her birth, that must be done as well,” the female baby blue Star insisted.

“Yes, the Lighting Ceremony is too important not to make priority. A newborn Star becoming a
new
citizen in the City of Sterlings and not have a Lighting Ceremony is unheard of. There will be an outcry from the people,” a councilman stressed, and everyone concurred with a momentary natter of approval.

“I understand your traditions and I’m not about to break them,” Cobaaron said. “I’m simply saying
I
will not stay for the events. I leave as soon as possible, as I always have.”

“But…how can she have a Union Ceremony without your presence?” someone in the back row asked. “Surely once you’ve swept the woods you could come back, my King.”

“I already told you we’re no longer bound to one another,” Cobaaron said, losing his patience, and then quickly added, “It was accidental that our blood touched. Neither of us wants to be united by force. During our travels, with miles between us, the bond was broken. Once I’m gone she will soon forget me completely.”

“What about the Telling of the Tales Feast, and the King’s Return Feast? Are we not holding those either?” another man asked.

“I suggest you choose the ceremony that you feel is most important, and hold that feast tonight,” Cobaaron said.

“The council would like to address the Union Ceremony one more time, my King,” the female baby blue Star spoke up timidly. “If she’s truly not bonded to you, it’s crucial she marries right away. If you will not have her, another man must be presented to her. Which means a festival must be held in her honor, and then, as tradition, you would be present on that night she meets her suitor, and even give her away to show your blessing. But there are no unbound male Stars, and a mere man may die from such a powerful bond, and dissolve to light. You would stay to make sure he survives, wouldn’t you? At least show your blessing that the accidental bond was nothing and give her away, correct?”

Cobaaron stood, jumping off the throne. His face was red with anger. “Well, why don’t I give her my blessing now, so you can get on with all your revelries, and let me leave?” he growled as he paced toward the door. He glared at Ky with boiling anger, then as he strode past her, he snarled as he catechized, “Why don’t you just pick someone?”

The council members exchanged looks of shock once he left. “That isn’t how it’s done, at all.” Then the entire room broke out in hurried whispers.

Someone stood and abruptly yelled, “Calm down, calm down, everyone. All of the ceremonies will be held, and by tradition. Not to worry, not to worry!”

“Someone should go after him and persuade him not to leave,” a Star said.

“Then let it be me. I’ll try my hardest,” a man said.

“Yes, he seems to like you best,” another man said.

The man hurried from the room chasing after Cobaaron. The moment he left, everyone sat back in the bleachers. The female Star spoke, addressing Ky directly. “So is it true? Do you no longer feel
anything
for the king?”

Ky blinked, shocked by the question. She didn’t think it was any of her business, or anyone else’s in the room, for that matter, especially when Ky herself didn’t know. Cobaaron clearly resented her; he could no longer look at her without anger. A quick search of her feelings made her realize that nothing had changed. She still cared for him. She was exceedingly happy he was alive, though she had no idea how. When he left, Cobaaron would remain her friend, even if the warmth and fondness wasn’t returned.

The council continued to wait for an answer. The only response she could bring herself to say without further humiliation was, “I hardly know.”

“She must be complacent. That is a good sign,” a Star proclaimed. “They must no longer affect one another. Any feelings she may have had for him would have worn off, and if genuine emotions remain, they will diminish within a few days. But we should test this before we hold a festival in hopes of a new bond. Stars are frail when it comes to feeling. If she feels she is being less than faithful to the king, and feels a great deal more for him than she’s admitting, her betrayal to their union could make her very ill. We shouldn’t risk forcing her to unite until we know for sure how she would cope. ‘I hardly know,’ isn’t exactly a great answer, but she isn’t gushing over him or confessing he’s a great man.”

Ky looked down to her lap, feeling guilty that she truly believed he was a good man, except he had a nasty temper. Everything else she liked about him. But it didn’t matter. He couldn’t even be in the same room as her without scowling.

“But she
must
unite soon. It’s too risky for a Star to go unbound,” another Star insisted. “That is why we have this law. She should be united.”

“That is easy for you to say, because you came into this world much older. Look how young she is,” the female Star said. Everyone stared at Ky and murmured in agreement. “I’ve never seen a Star so young. We should check the city’s archives before we conclude anything. There could be a warning of young Stars being pressured to bond.”

“Child, how old are you?” a council member asked.

“I’m eighteen,” Ky wanted to add she wasn’t a child. However, she didn’t want to marry either, and so she didn’t protest.

“Eighteen is three years beyond adulthood. This is ridiculous,” a council member argued. “Every Star bonds as soon as possible! Their union is too powerful of magic to go carelessly ignored. Fifteen is of age. She
must
unite to someone.”

“Then let that be when she is sure and ready,” another councilman said. “The king may approve of a mate before he leaves, and her new companion will court her until she’s ready. We will help her along to feel comfortable to unite. Three days and most likely she will be bound to the new suitor, unless she is strong willed against it.”

“Let’s vote on it then,” someone else stressed. “We have much to do. Those in favor of her having a festival within a day or two?” With a show of hands, almost everyone voted for the party. “Those who oppose the festival, and think she should wait for her partner with a suitor?” Only a few silently protested, one of which was Ky. “Then it’s settled, she will have a festival.”

“But she doesn’t want one. Did you see her hand shoot up?” the female baby blue Star asked the members of the council.

“It doesn’t matter. She’s overruled,” the councilman stressed shortly. “If she didn’t want a festival she should have spoke up. But we voted; now it’s over, so come everyone! The townspeople will soon flood the dome, and I for one don’t want to be late for the Arrival Feast that is already in the works. We can discuss the sequence of the celebrations tomorrow once Sallamer convinces Cobaaron to stay.” At his word, everyone stood. Mirth broke out as people and Stars filed out of the hall. Ky was left there to think about what had happened; regrettably, she was to marry.

The entire idea of holding a festival to have a spouse chosen for her was outrageous and unreasonable. The council weren’t even parents who might have some inkling of what kind of man was her type. No one could possibly expect her to marry. She was too young, and fell into this nightmare.

They didn’t regard what she wanted, except the one female star. How was she supposed to know she needed to address the council to tell them she had no intention of marrying? She wasn’t sure if she was a princess anymore, either, like she was in Gem City. Everyone seemed to have only one vote, and no clout, except Cobaaron. She thought of asking him to say something, but she couldn’t face him. Not while they were fighting. There was a possibility he wouldn’t help her based on the fact he wanted to leave without more delay. As long as she didn’t feel for him and die, he didn’t care. All he wanted to be was a warrior.

The door opened to the council chamber. Ky smiled when she saw her little white tiger trotting toward her. His belly was bulging to the floor, stuffed with food. He looked like an overweight housecat. He hopped up onto her lap, and nudged her hand wanting to be petted. She found that he liked her twirling a finger around his ears. As he lay down, he began to purr.

“I don’t want to marry, Huntra. What do you think of this idea? Should we go find a different city? You brought me here safely. Maybe you could take me somewhere else where I can make my own decisions about my life. There can’t be a place too far from here. Another three day travel perhaps. I could always go back to Gem City, I suppose.” Huntra didn’t respond, but then she hadn’t expected him to. “Do you know of a place that is pretty like here, but doesn’t have battles, strange food or weird customs like bathing in groups? Or where I don’t have to marry anyone, at least not right now?” Ky sighed. “I don’t understand this world. I don’t understand Cobaaron, either. He hates me, and I don’t understand exactly why. Maybe I do
need
to get out of this place and get as far from him as possible. He’s messing with my head. I don’t even know why I care so much, but it does bother me that he doesn’t.” Ky watched Huntra enjoy the petting. “Can you even understand me? Look up if you do, Huntra. You brought me here like you understood Cobaaron.”