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Willy was waiting for Fin when the young man got home from the day's work. He hadn't gone inside, choosing instead to linger by the doorway, bundled up a bit. The scarf round his neck hardly canceled out the tears in the knees of his jeans, but that was no matter to him.
The fae had let some time pass and he had even sought the coucil of Brown Meg who was terribly wise, understanding mortals more than most, Willy believed. He had come to the realization that although he'd had the best intentions he had broken Fin's trust. After some time of waiting for the little mortal to come back to him, Willy had gone to seek him out. And so he stood in the cold, not about to violate Fin's trust again by letting himself inside the flat.
He lit up when he saw Fin and produced a white rose, a single one that was only beginning to open.
"Finlay, will you speak to me tonight?" he asked hopefully.
The fae had let some time pass and he had even sought the coucil of Brown Meg who was terribly wise, understanding mortals more than most, Willy believed. He had come to the realization that although he'd had the best intentions he had broken Fin's trust. After some time of waiting for the little mortal to come back to him, Willy had gone to seek him out. And so he stood in the cold, not about to violate Fin's trust again by letting himself inside the flat.
He lit up when he saw Fin and produced a white rose, a single one that was only beginning to open.
"Finlay, will you speak to me tonight?" he asked hopefully.
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Date: 2014-11-15 03:24 am (UTC)He looked to Willy then, trying to pull him to his feet.
"Don't kneel. I don't know who it is, but you don't serve them, you serve me. You said we were fated, that we were meant to happen. So whoever this is, they have no power over you, Willy Silver. You gave me your heart, and you took mine- So you'll stand. You'll stand, and you'll not go to war. Do you hear me?" he asked, half begging- half demanding.
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Date: 2014-11-15 03:31 am (UTC)"Oengus, is it true?" she asked sharply. "You wish to be bound to this delicate thing?"
Willy looked up then, pale beyond measure.
"Yes, mother," he said. Willy feared nothing in everyday life, but it was clear he was afraid of the queen.
"Rise," she demanded, then approached Fin to inspect him more closely. "You're but a mortal!" she said then. "...No. You're not. This is witchcraft. Oengus...you went to the wizards? What did you do? What did you promise?"
Lightning flashed again, splitting the air with a sharp crack.
"It matters not," he said, hardly daring to look at her. "I love him, mother. I am sick with it."
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Date: 2014-11-15 03:43 am (UTC)He was suddenly trembling though, and without thinking he reached for Willy's hand.
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Date: 2014-11-15 03:59 am (UTC)"Say it is not true," she said, her voice low with shock. "A mortal? All these many years and you never have before..."
"Finlay was foretold, mother. He was chosen. We are fated." He stood a little straighter. "I asked him to be bound and he agreed."
"Unforgivable," she hissed. "And now he wishes you free of your duties? Preposterous. Unforgivable."
"But Mother..."
"Get out," she snapped. "Go back to the mortal world and wait for my summons. Get out!"
Willy and Fin had no choice. Thunder rolled again and as the lightning flashed they found themselves in Fin's flat.
Willy took a slow breath.
"That went better than I'd imagined," he mumbled.
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Date: 2014-11-15 04:30 am (UTC)"You can't go back there," he said quietly. "Willy, please- There has to be a way. I don't want you going back there. I don't..."
He trailed off, pushing his hair back and shaking his head.
"This is mental."
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Date: 2014-11-15 04:38 am (UTC)"When she calls me back, I will go. But if you do not...if you are not by my side then I cannot die. Perhaps that is for the best, yes?"
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Date: 2014-11-15 04:59 am (UTC)"Then I'll stay. I'll stay here," Fin decided.
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Date: 2014-11-15 05:37 am (UTC)"She can be quite frightening. But now you can say you've met Oonagh, last High Queen of the Daoine Sidhe, sometimes called Mab, wife of High King Finvarra. She is the Queen of the Elphame and not to be taken lightly under any circumstance..."
He spoke of her with respect but there was no doubt that Willy was truly frightened of his mother. And not in the way a child fears a parent...more in the way a man might fear real monsters.
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Date: 2014-11-15 05:42 am (UTC)"I've got you, and we're safe here. It's gonna be alright, Willy- I promise," he said softly, pushing up on his toes and stealing a kiss.
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Date: 2014-11-15 05:48 am (UTC)"I love you, Finlay Flynn," Willy said softly, stealing a second kiss...and then a third immediately after.
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Date: 2014-11-15 05:56 am (UTC)"Pizza? Mushrooms and peppers and extra cheese?" he suggested. He was a dairy addict in sme ways and cheese was as pleasing as cream in many ways.
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Date: 2014-11-15 06:08 am (UTC)"Sounds brilliant. I'll order the pie- You find us a movie to watch," he smiled, leaning into the touch before pulling away.
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Date: 2014-11-15 06:20 am (UTC)Fin knew he could eat a whole pie himself, so he ordered two- One with Willy's toppings, another with peperoni for himself. Then, for good mesure, he ordered wings and cheesey bread.
He knew Willy wouldnn't touch the meat, but that was alright. Fin intended to eat it all.
"What did you find?" he asked as he joined the fae on the sofa.
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Date: 2014-11-15 06:30 am (UTC)Fin smiled, tossing the remote aside and climbing atop the fae.
"I'd rather just look at you," he grinned, bending low and kissing Willy softly.
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Date: 2014-11-15 06:49 am (UTC)"I'm still worried though- about you going off to fight. What if someone hurts you, Willy? I don't know anything about fae wars, but if they're anything like mortal wars... Death's not the worst thing that can happen."
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