Dealings in the Council of Avalhein - Chapter 2

Dealings in the Council of Avalhein…

Chapter 2

“Malkknrre! Tha’ plan iz very much… wha’ the word? Ahh, yez, inzane!” a heavy masculine voice erupted down the hall. Geirrha was disrupted from her conversation, and elder Kimaha dropped her voice to a muted buzz.

“Much as I hate to agree with Councilor Hamhet, the plan really is insane, yes?” another voice floated down the corridor and the sound of padded steps came after it. Geirrha was now listening intently.

“Brother, Sister, I do be believing that Malkknrre do be knowing what he be doing…” said another voice in the thick accents of those that deal with foreigners. After that, a cacophony of shouts and growls erupted as the small body broke into heated argument.

Geirrha looked at elder Kimaha with a puzzled glance. She shrugged “It’s Malkknrre’s newest proposition on how to attack the Dark One, one that involves drawing him to Avalhein. It has thrown the council into disarray; the council sorely needs you, Geirrha, it has been waiting for fifteen years for you to return.”

“Then let them wait, I do not think it is time yet that I return. I admire your attempt at getting rid of me, elder Kimaha, but we still have a lot to talk about. Now tell, me, elder, about the circumstances of Councilor She’b’han’s dea--!” Geirrha jumped when the door flew open and the papers on Kimaha’s desk flew around in the wind created. “Who dare--!” Geirrha whipped around and was cut off when she saw Malkknrre.

“Councilwoman Geirrha?” said Malkknrre in astonishment. “It is a surprise to find you here after fifteen years! The council is in a fray, we need your skills to convince people.”

“Malkknrre… I have just returned from a very long journey, I believe I must rest for now…” Geirrha’s head swirled as another memory launched itself from the depths of her sub-consciousness. Oath snarled at her. “You Fool!” and she had laughed. She shook her head to clear it.

“Geirrha are you alright?” said Malkknrre in a voice as sweet as he was purple. “Should I get someone to bring you to your quarters?”

“No, Malkknrre, it is not needed. I am fine. I do wish to talk to elder Kimaha for a while, I think she would appreciate if I made her some of those colored glass windows that I was famous for before I became a councilwoman.” said Geirrha, giving not an indication that she was lying. She ushered Malkknrre out, reiterating that she did not want the council to know that she was in the hall and that she would like more time with Kimaha.

When the purple was outside, Geirrha shot a berating glare at Kimaha who had looked at her disbelievingly when she lied about the colored glass. “Do you not know what you could have ruined? I don’t want the council on my heels like hounds after a piece of meat. I’m the most influential among them and they always vie for my attention. It’s frustrating!”

Kimaha began intently studying the carpet beneath her feet. All of a sudden, someone entered the room without so much as a knock. “Elder Kimaha, your daily tincture.” Geirrha spun around and glared at the smallish Ceree that stood there. The Ceree squeaked, almost jumping out of his brown fur. “Councilwoman Geirrha!”

“Get out! You will tell no one of my presence! Leave that there. Why are you ogling at me like that? Get out!” said Geirrha, raising her voice. She turned on Kimaha “Does every blasted Ceree in this hall have an appointment with you on the day I just happened to return?”

“Should I take you to your rooms?” said Kimaha meekly. She avoided Geirrha’s eyes that now burned with anger.

“No, I will go myself. Before I leave, I’m giving you a gift.” Geirrha waved her Alerons and the glass became colored. She stalked out the door, an angry step in her gait.

” Oath snarled at her. “You Fool!” and she had laughed. She felt the thick liquid slide down her throat. Oh how she had laughed.”

Geirrha shook her head. It must be another memory from a dream. She did not even know who Oath was.