Flowers for Jakardos

The green glade where Sandru chose to park the Caravans after they emerged from the Uqtaal Necropolis through the Wall of Heaven mountains, was relaxing. The threat of imminent death had reduced and the open air had lifted everyone’s spirits. Luthien had planned a special Tian ceremony for the evening in which she had enlisted much of the camps assistance. The beautiful hand crafted paper lanterns were ready to be lit after dark and the celebration feast was ready to be served by Athebryn. As everyone sat down to eat, Shae looked about for her sister but could not find her anywhere.
“Now is not the time to be off with Matsuro” Shae thought.
She was just about to have an internal rant about her impulsive sister and the Tian man they had both known since he was a squalling infant, when the man in question strolled into the camp. Luthien was not with him. Shae felt a small stab of worry. Where would Luthien go so close to the start of the ceremony. Shae glanced at the other companions. Athebryn was busily stirring and adding the final touches to an amazing looking spread of food (the origin of which was yet unknown). Theibar and Ameiko were deep in conversation. Sandru and the drivers were sitting down ready to eat. Jinko was stirring a smoking potion in his cauldron.
Shae quickly stole away from the camp and headed towards the river. Once she got there she still couldn’t see any trace of her sister.
“I am going to put a bell on her, and paint the bottoms of her shoes so she can’t get away.” she thought.
Just as Shae was heading back to camp to raise the alarm, she heard a faint splash. She turned in the direction of the splash and saw Luthien throwing small pebbles aimlessly in to the pond. She looked up at Shae’s approach.
“Do you remember when mother used to wear a flower whenever Jakardos was around? I do” Luthien was talking quite rapidly. “The others talked about it quite a lot. They told me that was an elven tradition which meant she loved someone. I didn’t believe them, the only available men were human. I never thought an elf could fall in love with a human.” Luthien stopped for a while and stared off into space. She looked conflicted and Shae watched her as she continued.
“Making the preparations for the Obon ancestor celebration has made me realise that I was cruel to mother and to Jakardos. Mother loved him and she was taken from him. You were kind to him, treated him like he was our father. I think when mother died it was my fault he went away and left us. I know it hurt you, another person leaving. If we get back to Sandpoint can you take me to see him? I want to pay my respects to the man my mother loved.”
Luthien turned toward the forest and started rifling through her bag. She brought out a small parcel wrapped in silk. She continued talking as she handed the parcel to Shae.
Inside were two beautifully decorated lanterns. One was decorated with a likeness of their mother, and one was the human man, Jakardos.
“I thought you might like to honour the only father we ever knew”
Luthien turned and started walking back to the camp.
“Come on Shae, its getting dark and it is time to light the lanterns.”
As Luthien walked away, Shalelu saw the bright flowers woven into Luthien’s hair.

Flowers for Jakardos

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