Date: Time means little where this is happening.
Rarely would the powers so gathered at the Stone Table, be found together. Only at the turns of seasons, or during a Wild Hunt would be called, but never in all the history of the Fair Realms, had Summer, Winter and Wild.
The Winter Queen who’s very voice and ire could freeze beings in their tracks, was Mab, Queen of Air and Darkness.
The Queen of Summer who’s wrath could burn to the soul, was Tatiana, Queen of Fire and Light.
The last individual was the Lord of the Wild Hunt, King of the Goblins, Erl King of the Wild, the one sometimes known as Oberon, King of Faire.
In a voice would chill ones spine Mab spoke, “I am assuming that that it was you who called this meeting Erl King, as the Table and Time is yours at present. Speak for I have no wish to be here longer than necessary” ,As she glared at Tatiana. “It is too warm”
“Lord of the Hunt, I must reluctantly concur with my opposite” Tatiana spoke with more regal feeling than any mortal queen could muster. “Distasteful as it is.”
“First before anything, as tradition and Law demands,” Glaring at both the queens for their breaks in curtsey and Law, he placed is hand over the table and held it their until the queens followed suit reluctantly.
In one voice the spoke, “Let the blood that is now shed, be the only, until this council be done”.
As they spoke, the Queen’s looked in shock at each other. They were hearing an additional voice, ad seeing an additional pool of blood on the Table.
This additional voice spoke with power, an incredible sense of age, and it felt as it was coming from everywhere, particularly from the shadows that seemed to be growing by the second.
As the Oath was given, it seemed as if layers of sight where being peeled back, and from the empty space at the Table a robed and hooded being came into sight. It seemed, as he stepped into being, that stars, planets, and vast empty space were both behind and with him. Large black birds, similar to ravens, perched on one shoulder and one on the staff that he carried.
His voice seemed to whisper from his hood, “Greetings fellow monarchs”. The others at the table could feel the smile on this individuals face, thought they could not directly see it.
“The one human to ever claim a royal seat in the Fair Realms, “ Said Mab
“He who has fought both light and dark in honorable combat, and won, “ Said Tatiana.
“The only one I have ever hunted to beat me at my own sport” said Oberon.
In on voice they proclaimed, “John Uskglass,” they bowed their heads in mutual respect to this one human.
“ I thank you for your kind words, and as you may have now surmised, it was I who called this historic gathering.” Uskglass responded. “I have a proposition for this gathering.”
“The Council of the Fair Realms will hear your proposition, brother.” Replied Oberon.
John Uskglass held out his hand and a flame of black, red and purple, coalesced into existence above the Stone Table. From it emerged a picture of a small human child of around three years of age. “This chid must be protected. I seek the protection of the Fair Realms for her.”
Tatiana spoke, “While it is not uncommon for mortals to seek our protection for their children, they only have ever sought out one of our Aspects. Summer” waving to herself “Winter, or Wild” she said gesturing to her opposites.
With a wintery word, Mab asked “Why would we as an entire Realm provide protection to one small human child?”
Waving his hand once more above the table, a small amount of blood appeared, suspended in the air. “Delve this blood, and tell me what you find, great leaders.”
All three of the Great Leaders of the Fair Realms held their hands before them, and concentrated on the blood before them. They spoke words of power that would allow them the understanding of everything that this blood would allow. As they delved deeper and deeper, they found surprising revelations.
With glowing eyes, and the voice of the Fair Realms themselves they responded. “_From Blood to Blood, The Father Seeks Protection. From those that Seek to do her Harm. The Mother’s Magic Run Through her Strongest, the Father’s Shadow, Time, Space, and First Magic’s are there as well. The Child is also of Summer, Winter, and Wild, from the First Kingdom. She is the Blood. She is to be Protected._”
As the trance of the Old First Magic’s subsided they looked at their fourth member. Oberon spoke first.
“This child is unique, even to us. Though I sense that you did not know she had the Blood of the Sídhe, the First Elves.”
“No, I did not. I knew that through her mother that she had the Gift of Future Sight, she sees the bits of the Future Memories.”
“And did you know that her Father’s Magic comes from the opposite spectrum, from the Past. At no time in history has the Past and the Future been embodied in one individual so strongly.” Mab spoke.
“This I know better than anyone, I know part of the nature of time, how it works, where it goes and comes from, that is part of the reason why I believe that this child needs to be protected so much.” Whispered Uskglass. “I know that you will most likely protect the child, but I believe all deals must have some type of compensation. As you know I control considerable resources in the Mortal Realm. As part compensation I will allow any of the Fair Peoples who reside at those locations to do so, and use the power there, unless I need it. I will also do my best to protect these areas, and those Fair Peoples that decide to work for me I will protect as my own. For those that do not, I will protect them as best as I am able. At the same time I will also do what I can to further your various interests so long as they do not conflict with mine.
“You come asking for wholes but in return only offer us halves, you speak as a mortal, and yet address those beyond the reach of time, you will have to do much better if we are to proceed” Winter spoke chilling the room.
“I disagree, she is a budding flower, in need our protection, she is as kin and will be granted the same rights, I offer her refuge in the Summer Lands.” Summer responded addressing the mortal as she spoke
Uskglass scratched his chin as he pondered, “it is vital that the child continue to walk the mortal realm, though I thank you for your kind offer… Her highness is not without point though, what is it you propose Winter Queen?”
the smile was barley hidden “The half protections and partial refuge are a fine start, but for a lifetime of protection I require a service, for each year of three the child survives each of us will receive a boon, the gift of mortal magic has not been forgotten in the darkness of winter, the boon will be paid before the next year of three has arrived, else the deal, and the child are forfeit to us”
Uskglass worked hard to maintain his composer as Oberon spoke “are such consequences really necessary, the Raven King has never betrayed us, and has long been a friend to the Fae realms, why must a threat hang so heavy over his head?”
“your friendship betrays you Lord of the Hunt,” the Queens of Summers began “You have not forgotten the laws of your own? a price must be paid, a cost must be known, if we are betrayed our might will be shown” she let the ancient saying hang in the air, Oberon nodded his head in submission, he would not violate the traditions of old.
Uskglass looked about the three once more weighing his options, finally he nodded “your deal is fair, and it is on me to assure the consequences are not brought into affect, we have a deal”
“fair” replied the Winter Queen as she disappeared in a gust of ice and snow
“Fair” replied the Summer Lady as she shimmered into a haze of heat
When Oberon and Uskglass were alone, the King of the Wild spoke, “We know something of the mothers lineage, because she belonged to us, but who my old friend was her father, and what was his lineage?”
John Uskglass, looked at one of his oldest friends and simply stared. “Understand only that I will do EVERYTHING, in my very considerable power to protect her.”
Oberon smiled and spoke with the power of the Wild, “Riddles? from he who hates them so much? I am intrigued Lord of Shadow, and I will watch this one very carefully, Know, Fellow King, that the Little People, The Goblins, and all of the Wild will protect the child. The Hunt will look for those that would do her harm, and the Goblins will show her enemies the meaning of their well earned reputation”
Uskglass looked and simply said “Thank you”, he turned to leave and the birds with him took flight. As the mass of feathers fell to the ground it was apparent that John Uskglass was no longer there.
Oberon nodded to the empty spot at the Table where Uskglass had been, “Hail and farewell my friend, we shall Hunt again, Hail King of Ravens, and know that a deal has been forged on this day.”