I am only posting a smaller section today. I do write a lot. I will perhaps do another boook review tomorrow as I am finishing a rather interesting book tonight. Here is the next part of Oracle:

Lyzanor’s eyes widened for a moment and then realization seemed to seep through to him. “Oh Goddess! This isn’t what I thought that it would be!” At this, Catterinia laughed even harder. He turned to Jerrak and looked at him with an accusatory glance. “You knew about this didn’t you? You knew!” Jerrak put his hands up and shrugged his shoulders. “We were on a green lantern street. I thought that you knew…”

“I most certainly did not know!” The tone in Lyzanor’s voice was becoming panicked. “I don’t need to worry… there is most likely some explanation. He can’t be a ‘Melody’ can he?” He turned his pleading eyes to Jerrak. Jerrak turned to Catterinia who was wiping tears from her eyes and still chucking. She spoke to the boy:

“You better tell them both…”

The boy merely smiled and then bowed his head to his two guests. His hands had never left his lap where he had placed them when he had sat down a second time. “My name is indeed Melody, but my true name is Telarai. It is Sulinin for ‘Melody’. You see, I am a Sulinis’faie.”

At this, he lifted his head up to the two men and smiled rather winningly. Jerrak shifted his face away rather diffidently, and Lyzanor’s mouth dropped open even further.

“He’s a ‘faie!” The boy turned green eyes towards the surprised Nadirian and nodded once. Nor smacked his head and then sighed out loud. “Just my luck,” he began to mutter. “I guess that explains why he can wear something so skimpy in such cold weather…” Catterinia smiled once again; something that was beginning to annoy Jerrak, and then said, “I will leave you three to… whatever it is that you came for.” With that, she began to laugh again as she left saying out loud, “He didn’t know! He didn’t know!”

Lyzanor grimaced. “Not what I expected at all…”

Jerrak shook his head and then spoke in a low voice. “Telarai, we are both Strangers far from Home.” He still refused to look directly at the boy that sat in front of them. The boy looked up at Jerrak for a moment and then nodded. He brought both of his wrists together and then spoke rather softly:

“Follow and I shall lead. Lead and I shall follow. By the names of the gods that are uttered in the night; I pledge to help you.” He placed his left palm up and showed them a small sign upon his palm. Here, a crescent moon tattooed into his palm.

“I’m Jerrak and he is Lyzanor. We shall follow.”

Melody nodded for a second as if to confirm and was reassured when Jerrak showed him his own palm. The boy stood up for a moment and then beckoned them to follow him. “You had better hurry; follow me.”

As they exited the small garden, they passed Catterinia. The boy stopped for only a moment and then spoke to her, “Please, cover for me, we are going to use the far back room.” The woman nodded in agreement and then said, “Take as long as you like. I’ll keep watch.” With that, she bustled off into the main reception area. Telarai motioned for them to follow once again and then led them up a back flight of stairs. This took them to a second floor where he led them down a corridor of grand proportions.

There were moans of pleasure, mostly male, and some of the doors were open. However, they didn’t stop until they came to the very last door on the hall. As Telarai moved his hand to open the door, he stopped with his hand on the doorknob. “I trust then that you ran into Master Luc if you knew about this. Is it rather urgent? Is he well?” Jerrak nodded and spoke answers to both of the boy’s questions, which seemed to put him at ease. “Master Luc has been so kind to us all…”

With that said, he opened the door and stepped inside. The inside of the room was rather luxurious, but both looked around in awe of what the room was decorated with. The walls, which were painted a pale, very pale, shade of green flickered in the candle light that was provided by the many candelabras and wall scones. They illuminated a four-poster bed and a small table, complete with a couch on the side. There were three chairs and a small dresser, upon which sat another bottle of the famous ‘faie wine and three small delicate crystalline drinking bowls.

The inside of the bed rustled from behind green and crème colored silks. A face popped out from behind “Masöa iriaalea sié’ol Telarai?” (Is that you Telarai?) It was just as slim as Harmony’s and yet it had a brilliance of blues eyes and long pale hair, which had been left loose and free flowing. There was the same rounded jaw, yet powerful as well, but a little softer on the cheek bones. The skin was also much like a pale white, only in the cheeks; there was a slight rosy touch.

The face stopped and then turned towards the other two who were standing in the room. “Öre’s misiô shiö’an elurí averiéras?” (Are these people safe brother?) The face slid off the bed to reveal a full body. Almost as thin and supple and slim as Telarai was. The person hung off the bedpost, dressed only in a long white, and sheer tunic.

“Auraia elú irasias, tella mia, isiü ‘gere’aui eris’t víorês’ ïnak’.”
(Auraia don’t worry, my dear, they’re ‘strangers far from home’.)

Telarai nodded slightly and then motioned to the others. The person in the tunic bowed and then spoke to both Lyzanor and Jerrak. “Miâlora.” (Welcome.) Lacing hands together, the androgynous figure stood up. Telarai then spoke to Lyzanor and Jerrak. “This is my younger brother Auraia. Please, do sit down while I talk to him a moment.” At this, he motioned to the couch that was on the other side of the room.

Jerrak nodded and Lyzanor seemed to become more frustrated than ever. “I thought he was a girl!” He whispered as they both sat on the couch across from the bed. Jerrak shook his head and then sighed.

“Don’t you even remember where we are? This is a green lantern house. All the people in here are most assuredly men.” Jerrak huffed and then wouldn’t say anything more. As the two brothers conversed in low tones, Lyzanor glowered. After a moment, Telarai turned over to look at the two people who were sitting on his couch. He slowly walked over to the dresser and then spoke. “Would you like some ‘faie wine? It will help pass the time.” Jerrak shook his head rather vigorously and Lyzanor nodded his consent. The face of Auraia peered out from behind the silk covering the bed as Telarai poured a bowl of the wine.

As he passed it to Lyzanor, he nodded a gruff thanks and then proceeded to drain half of the bowl. Telarai waited for him to finished and then looked to his brother. The boy behind the silk nodded his head.