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Kapitel 19: She Felt Alive For The First Time

Islinda tightened her grip around Eli's small hand, as if afraid that it would slip and she would abandon him like his mother did. Yes, she has bought the idea of him being abandoned by his mother and trusted the boy now. 

Children don't lie. 

There was no way a Fae trickster would follow her to the village without fear of being found out and overpowered by the humans. Moreover, no Fae could be as adorable as this kid, especially with his chubby cheeks that she was almost tempted to pinch  - well, maybe Valerie. 

Islinda's cheeks heated up, why would she think about the Fae that kissed her at this point? Clearing her throat, Islinda focused on her journey and cleared her improper thoughts. She was a lady for crying out loud. 

Islinda walked on for a while when she turned back and realized that Eli was struggling to match her pace. Ahh, she must walk quickly and his small legs couldn't keep up with her.  So she suddenly stopped and the boy stopped too, glancing up at her with questioning eyes. 

"What is it, big sister?" 

"Forgive me for being ignorant," Islinda said, "It must have been hard for you to walk with me all this while. But don't worry…" She stretched out her hand with a big smile, "Come on, let me carry you and hasten our journey." 

"What?" His lips twitched and there was a stormy look in his eyes, not that Islinda noticed. How dare this mortal…?! 

"Come now, don't be shy," She cajoled him and before Eli could protest or even think of escaping, she had already hunched down in front of him and tugged him forward by wrapping his small arms around her neck. Hence, he was left with no other choice but to let her piggyback him. 

Damn, Islinda broke out in a sweat. For a young child, he was quite heavy. Islinda thought her hip was going to break in two. However, she couldn't give up, that would be embarrassing and the boy would be disappointed with her. Hence, she gritted her teeth and stood up, slightly jerking him forward and balancing him on her back. 

"Big sister…." The boy said timidly as if afraid to speak up, "I am quite heavy, aren't I?" 

"What?" Her cheeks were flushed and her heart began to race, "Of course not! You are perfect." She lied through her teeth. Damn it, he was quite heavy but she couldn't say it to his face and traumatize the young child. 

"You can put me down, big sister. I eat a lot and my mother says I look like a bloated steamed bun." Eli said emotionally, fiddling with his hands wrapped around her neck. 

Pity and anger stirred inside of Islinda because of his words. What kind of mother says that to her child? Islinda hadn't even met his mother and she decided she hated her. She would give that woman a piece of her mind when she finds her. 

Thanks to the anger now coursing through her veins, it fired her up and she continued the journey back to the village with Eli perked on her back. It was almost sundown, she had to get the child to the safety of the village. Islinda's protective instinct was roused and she was grateful to have been the one to stumble upon the child and not a trickster Fae. If only she knew. 

She heard humans captured by those creatures end up as their slaves for the rest of their lives. Islinda couldn't imagine poor Eli being maltreated from a young age, it broke her heart. Perhaps, she was good to a fault, but Islinda believed fate brought him to her for a reason. 

It was nearly sundown by the time she arrived and the snow had stopped which meant more people were out. As a hunter, Islinda was well known in the village and curious eyes wondered about the child she carried on her back.  Thankfully, none of them bothered her and she could tell Eli didn't like their scrutinizing gazes because his grip tightened around her neck. 

"Don't worry, you're safe with me. No one would lay a hand on you, I'll protect you." She gave him a reassuring smile from over her shoulder. But the boy gave her a blank look and it made her wonder if he was not used to kindness from strangers. He intrigued her. 

The village chief's red brick house came into view and Islinda was filled with nostalgia when she remembered having once lived in a house as large as this. But that was all in the past and she was scared of what her future looks like with her step-family. 

Some of the villagers had come to meet the village chief with one of their problems or more, which meant that Islinda had to wait her turn. Islinda put Eli down and heard a crack in her waist. The gods knew it took her everything not to crumble on the ground and rest without care. 

Instead, she leaned against the wall by her side and caught her breath. Her hips hurt. Her body hurts. Everywhere ached. 

A small hand clasped hers, "Big sister, are you alright?" He pouted his lips, looking at her with big, pitiful eyes. 

"Of course, I'm alright!" She was dying right now.  Islinda needed to go home and get a rest while someone massaged and rubbed her aching back with a warm towel.  Unfortunately, none of that was impossible. The closest to that wish would be her stepmother scalding her with hot water instead. 

Islinda shivered involuntarily, having realized she had been away from home for hours and knew not what awaited her there. She swallowed nervously. Yet Islinda did not regret her actions because, for the first time since her father's death, she felt alive. 

Her first kiss was given to Valerie, a Fae and perhaps, it thrilled her because it was a forbidden affair, and she couldn't wait to see where it led. Probably heartbreak, they were worlds apart. 

But then, what is the fun of living If she doesn't take the risk? The future is unknown and anything could happen. 

She needed something to happen. 


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Kapitel 20: I Want To Stay With You

"You can see the village chief now," 

Those words were a huge relief to Islinda who had been impatiently tapping her foot against the ground. She was so full of nerves and wanted to get this over with already. 

Islinda rose from the bench, pulling Eli to his feet with her and flashing him a gentle smile when she saw the questions on his face. He was a quiet yet observant kid and Islinda was extremely grateful she didn't have to deal with any childish tantrums because she was exhausted. 

She said to him, "You don't have to be afraid, Eli. This is the house of our village chief and he would help us find your mother, okay?" 

The boy nodded his head in acceptance and Islinda was so awed by his obedience that she couldn't help but reach out, attempting to ruffle his hair playfully only for his cold gaze to cut through her and she stopped short, her hand hung midway. 

What was that? Her heart couldn't help but skip a beat and it wasn't out of excitement but fear. Eli was merely a child but his piercing gaze almost gave her a heart attack. The hairs on her arms stood on edge and she could still feel the chill. Doubt set in and Islinda began to wonder if she had made a deadly mistake. What if he was …. 

However, before Islinda could establish her suspicion, Eli surprised her by taking her hand which was suspended awkwardly in the air, and began to rub it down his silky dark hair. Her brows lifted, confusion written all over her face at the gesture. 

"You can pet me all you want, big sister," He smiled brightly, and innocently that Islinda forgot all about her suspicion. 

Perhaps she had misunderstood everything. But Islinda knew clearly what she had seen and it remained as a niggling feeling at the back of her mind. Maybe he was not comfortable with people touching him and had startled him, Islinda made up excuses. 

Who knows? Islinda might have known the truth at that moment, however, her simple, kind human heart would not accept that the sweet, chubby child she found was a trickster Fae. 

Eli held her hand firmly and she glanced down at it, the gesture melting her heart. She said, "Let's go." 

Together, the both of them were led into the village chief's office. The village chief was an old man in his late sixties with dark graying hair and green eyes that had shone brighter in his youth. However, he was strong enough to lead their small village. While Islinda was busy taking in the man's features, the young boy at her side assessed their environment cautiously. 

"Islinda, what brings you here? Did your stepmother fight any of the villagers again?" The old man asked from behind his desk, having not noticed the young boy. And yes, her family was known for obviously "great" reasons. 

"No, it's not that…." She pulled Eli to her front and the old man was able to see him. 

"Whose child is that? I don't remember you getting pregnant, not that I would be surprised if any of your siblings have been secretly raising a child." 

Islinda went red in the face, scratching the back of her head awkwardly. Yes, being embarrassed by her family was an understatement, yet she was unfortunately stuck with them. 

"No, I found him." She answered, hoping to be done with this as soon as possible. 

The village chief asked her, "You found him?" He now stared at Eli, scrutinizing him intensely, "Where did you find him?" 

At that question, Islinda stared at the boy unsure. He didn't need to hear this aspect of their conversation, yet she could leave him alone either. Call it instinct but something told her that Eli would vanish the instant she keeps her eye off him. 

"His mother left him in the woods, quite close to the divider," She opted for the word "left" for "abandon", making sure the chief got the message. 

The man stiffened, his eyes going slightly going wide before a look of worry took over his features. The villagers hated the word, "Divider" knowing the wall was merely a bridge from their world to the world of the creatures that had once wreaked havoc on their lands. 

The chief sighed deeply, "I would have to ask around and seek out neighboring villages about a missing child. It would help if he's able to provide a description or information about his mother but it's late already and I believe the child must be exhausted." 

As if on cue, Eli staggered and Islinda caught him instinctively, a bout of fear seizing her body. Guilt gnawed at her chest, the boy must be tired after that trekking through the woods - even though she technically carried him here - he must have roamed the woods in search of his mother and should be hungry. 

She turned to ask the chief, "Is it possible for you to take him in for the night? I can't take him home to -" 

Eli cut her off, wrapping his waist around her waist. He wailed, "No, big sister. I want to go with you." 

For a child, his grip was a strong vice and Islinda could not get out of it even if she tried. 

"Eli, you don't understand. I cannot take you to my -" 

"No, big sister. Please, don't leave me like my mother too. I want to stay with you. Don't leave me too." 

Her heart constricted at those words, feeling Eli's fears as tears rolled down his beautiful face and her resolve fell. She could not do this. Islinda could not leave him alone. 

"Fine, you would come with me." She had no choice but to give in, unable to stand him being heartbroken, "You would come with me." She squatted down and wrapped him securely in her warm embrace. 

Hence, while Islinda wondered how she was going to face her family with a young child, Eli thought, 

'Mission accomplished. '


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