All three finished their lunch in silence. It had been an extraordinary night for both of the girls, they had both been beautifully dressed and duly admired. But Beau found such formalities to be a bore, and would have preferred going hunting in the woods, or experimenting with metal work.
Beau had always felt an oddity, Being a male Gypsy Beau wasn’t as powerful as his sister or Quinn, being that magic gifts were passed through the strongest via the female line. But it wasn’t this which made him feel odd. What made it worse was the fact that he was always being compared with his sister. To the world she always seemed perfect and incapable of doing anything untoward. A good girl, who followed all the rules, polite and innocent.
Strange as it seemed however, Beau knew a different side to his sister. Although he was never able to prove any of his theory’s true. Usually discarding any thoughts as mere coincidence, or even Paranoia. Beau always approached matters concerning his sister with a heavy heart.
There were many times when things that had happened which didn’t quite add up. What was worse were the consequences, of what Beau assumed were her actions. No-one had died, but a few of their fellow acolytes had suffered very suspicious injuries.
The three of them finished their meal in silence. Any good humor that had been brought to the table, quickly evaporated, like any dreams they may have been having before they were rudely woken! There were sure to be a number of short fuses around the towers this day.
Most of Sangreal had attended the previous nights celebrations. Beltane rituals had started shortly after sunset and continued till just before midnight. A few returned to their homes, but the majority stayed for the after festivities. It had been splendid, warm clear night, and had been the perfect distraction from recent troubles which were threatening the borders of the Eaving Realm. Boasting the Moral of all of its people.
Quinn and Bella had been had been amongst the girls of the Sangreal who’s desire was to be the Green Lady this year, but were amongst the many girls disappointed and turned away. Beau had teased the girls about it when he had seen the rejected looks on their faces. But the Green Man chosen was Jarelle. One of Beau’s fellow students which he disliked greatly.
By the time the three had finished their meals, the hall was filled with sound of voices and laughter. The other Acolytes had finally joined them, and the Elder Counsel had also entered and were taking their seats at the large wooden table at the head of the hall.