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The Chosen's Prerogative
Story written on January 7, 2008 by romansilence.
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1. Endings and Beginnings
A young warrior burst into the council hall. "My Queen, the perimeter watch intercepted a wagon with two men attempting to enter our territory. One of the drivers insists that he is a friend and has important news for you. Says his name is Iolaus."
The Queen’s annoyance at being interrupted in mid-sentence changed to curiosity when she heard the man’s name. "Where are they now?"
"Waiting for your orders, just outside of our borders."
"The other man, what does he look like?"
"He’s very tall, broad shoulders, leather pants, strong chin, high cheek bones, shoulder length hair. Handsome. He didn’t tell his name, didn’t even look at us."
The expression in Gabrielle’s eyes changed from surprise to something akin to shock when she recognized the description, and she forcibly had to shake herself out of it.
"Go back to your colleagues and tell them to let the men pass. I want you personally to escort them to the village. They are to be treated as honoured guests. Solari, have a guest hut prepared, and notify me as soon as they’ve arrived."
Rarely used, the air of command Gabrielle now exuded forbade every question the other council members may have had about those men. The Queen turned around and left for her quarters, leaving Ephiny the task to adjourn the meeting and deal with the curious elders.
Gabrielle closed the door to her simple hut and leant heavily against it. Her mind was running rampant. Hercules and Iolaus on their way to enter her village, and where by Tartarus’ fires was…. She still couldn’t bring herself to even think the name of her former lover, who despite her best efforts, never was far from her mind. And once again she couldn’t help remembering the last time she had seen her about one and a half season cycles ago. No, Gabrielle thought with a rueful smile, she wouldn’t lie to herself. Exactly one cycle, seven moons and nine days ago – and it still hurt.
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In Illusia, they had been able to mend their friendship and regain each other’s trust. Except for their short, childish tryst at the beach and the loving embraces after Tripolis, however, they had never even tried to salvage their physical relationship. While saving a village about two moons later, they ran into Hercules and Iolaus and began to travel together. The sensitive demi-god seemed to touch a chord in Xena’s heart that no longer resonated for her long-time companion – and another two moons later Gabrielle found herself standing at the village temple in Amphipolis witnessing her lover marrying the son of Zeus.
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