Anything For You
Chapter 110

-ROYAL CASTLE, FAIRYLAND (IN THE PAST, BUT VALOR IN FUTURE)-

"WHAT...!!? Are you serious? Do you have any ideas what you are saying?" Valor yelled almost on top of his lungs and Evanora hushed him immediately, calming his tone. She said further,

"I am not asking you to kill anyone. I am just asking to collect the fairy dust from your little rat's wings. We must have to do this." She just wanted a handful of fairy dust from her wings, but Valor was fussing over it. To her, it was nothing. But Valor was making it sound like they were stealing something.

"Look Valor, I just talked to her. And for finding her again, we need to have something of her from this life. For a fairy, the wings are the most important and powerful part of her body. And the power resides in that fairy dust. We have to collect it. Only then can we perform spells over it, to find her again." She took a pause and handed him over the gold pot continuing again,

"And if you don't want to do it, than it is your choice. I can't do it, you know that. Only you can. Because for collecting her fairy dust, someone, whom she trusted deeply has to go. And we both know who is that person, Valor. Please hurry up, or decide it. We need to leave."

He thought again and again, and surrendered to her urgings. Moreover, what could she be gaining from it. He was very sure that Evanora was doing all this for him. Just when Evanora was going to take the pot back from his hands, his hold and grip over it tightened and his words came out unknowingly,

"I... I will do it. I will bring that fairy dust from her wings."

Before Evanora could say anything else, he vanished into thin air. She just stood there blank-headed. Murmuring to herself, she waited for his arrival, "Indeed, a lovelorn man is quite unpredictable."

Here in other side, Valor was already inside his little rat's room by now, and was totally astounded to see that she was lying alone. There was no family members, no friends, no relatives and no guards. Then he remembered that this was one of the ways of fairyland to bid a good-bye to the dead ones. When someone died there, the family, friends, relatives, everyone leaves the departing soul, so that all the ties could be severed between the living and the dead ones.

So, this was the perfect time for him to fetch the fairy dust. Prying over all the corners of that room, he sighed heavily and plopped over the floor alongside her bed. Clapping her hands in his hands tightly, he was paining, and whispering that he won't ever forget her. She was not just a friend to him.

After a moment or two, he composed himself and retrieved the golden pot from his sleeve and touched her golden flawless wings that were starting to loose their charm by now. With teary eyes and heavy heart, he scratched both of her wings, and chanted the spell given by EVANORA.

Soon, the room was filled with strong golden lights, which couldn't escape from EVANORA's gaze too. She smiled faintly understanding that Valor had casted the spell. The golden fairy dust which sparkled like sun rays and was twinkling like the brightest stars was starting to get collected inside the golden pot.

Valor didn't know that the pot was magical and could be filled to a desired quantity. Given its size, it kept on getting filled, even when a certain amount of time lapsed. He worried and immediately chanted the spell again. As soon as the spell worked, the pot got filled up to it's mouth. He quickly covered it with the spelled golden lid, which got it locked and weighted like air.

He quickly hauled up, glanced at her face once again, and left the room hiding that pot in his hands. Then handing it over to Evanora, they both held hands, Evanora spelled and they got back to the mortal world. -YOUNGBLOOD RESIDENCE~

Sitting in the same position, in the same place, in the same interval of time, Valor felt as if nothing happened. It was really a surprising thing that they travelled back in time, spent four days in fairyland, witnessed his love dying in front of his eyes two times, and stolen her fairy dust too. Yet here, it was all the same, the time, the place and indeed the people. Nobody was aware of anything that had happened.

"Valor, I think you should go now. We both are very tired. I also need some rest. I know you want to find her sooner, but my magic won't work,like this. Go back, have some rest and we will do it Tomorrow." EVANORA's words pulled him out of trance and he just nodded like a lost child.

He wasn't thinking anything. His legs were heavy as if he was bounded to the stone rags. His feet kept on moving directionlessly and soon he found himself standing outside the resting rooms, which he, Egon, Akhim and Estella had been using since past few days. Dragging himself, he entered the house, where Akhim and Egon were sitting in the lounge, while Estella was nowhere to be found. He didn't even spare a single glance to all these people. But watching him approach, Egon hauled up and turned towards him. Before he could initiate any conversations or any talks, Valor turned towards his room and shut the door tightly.

Egon stood there dumbfounded, and then looked at Akhim, who just signaled him to let Valor be. These past days were very bad for each one of them. May be all of them had a horrible past. First Egon, Then Estella, And now Valor too. All were shattered. "Since Valor is back too. I think everything is done. So, we should leave today only, if possible." Akhim suggested Egon, while glancing over the surroundings. His mind was totally sticking to the thought that he and Egon need to leave sooner. But still, he could witness the uneasiness in Egon's eyes. He still was reluctant to leave.

Understanding his confusions and state of mind, Akhim held his hand affectionately, and patted it assuring him,

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Everything will fall in place. The wounds given by time, will heal with time. We cant rush things. And I know you have developed a liking to this place, but still you have a kingdom to rule. People there are waiting for you. Besides, nobody knows about where we are. This is a great chance for the enemies to attack us. And it will bring disasters and sufferings only to our people. Do you want that?"

Akhim's words, which should have been assuring, were slightly straightforward,and this made Egon easier to decide about leaving. Patti g the hand which Akhim used to pat his, Egon slowly rose up and said,

"You are right. We should leave. But since, the day is falling now. We will leave tomorrow. Also, I need to talk to both Estella and Valor. If they also want to leave, we can bring them together. Moreover, Estella is our responsibility. So, let's rest now." These words weren't a suggestion, but an order, which was delivered in a soft yet magnetic tone, which was enough for Akhim to know what he should do now. Hauling up, he bowed down in respect and responded,

"I will get all the preparations done. Your Majesty."

Saying that he left for preparing the horses and carriage for tomorrow, leaving the King alone, in his thoughts, which were travelling in different directions every moment. He was thinking about the dead snake couple, about Estella, for whom he developed a soft corner, for Valor, whom he just saw being pathetic and lost, and also about Evanora, the witch who helped him reconcile with his horrible past, and demanded something in return, but she didn't tell him.

"I think, first of all I need to see Evanora." Whispering this to himself, he moved his legs towards the door wishing to leave for her house without informing Akhim, who got himself busy for leaving by tomorrow, not being aware that a disaster was yet about to come. -DESTINY LAND~

"I have a bad feeling about it, sister. Egon is going to Evanora, for giving her what she desire in return of helping him. What, ... what do you think she would ask him?" Choice asked her sister Destiny who was busy writing the FATE MANUSCRIPT

Destiny didn't respond at all, which made Choice quite anxious. She snatched the FATE MANUSCRIPT, from her hands saying,

"You can work on it later, sister. First you answer me."

Snatching the MANUSCRIPT back from her, Destiny glared at her, responding in a low inaudible tone, making Choice glued to her spot,

"Whatever she would ask, is fated to wreak havoc in their lives."