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kajones_writing(Notes written by George after Willow and Alder left his office.)
There was a moment, when someone unexpected stepped into my office from what appeared to be nowhere, I couldn’t help thinking that maybe Hogwarts was real after all. Instead she told me she was the Queen of the fae and I found myself in a situation I would never have been able to predict happening. At that moment even Hogwarts made more sense than the thought of a fae Queen stepping into my office. I looked at her, trying to search for even the smallest sign that she was lying to me, but the longer I looked at her the more certain I was that she was telling the truth. It wasn’t just because she didn’t look human – there was more to it than that. Explanations defy me, but I am certain that she is who she says she is.
After destroying their home world the fae have travelled to Earth in search of sanctuary, although they could easily be seen as invaders, and I, somehow, have to convince the rest of my Government to allow them to live here. I don’t want there to be a war between us and the fae, when I know that there’s no chance we’ll win, but convincing my fellow humans is probably going to be more difficult than I need it to be. Finding the right words to explain what’s happened and who wants to make their home here is going to be the hardest part, because I doubt that they’ll believe me when I tell them about the fae.
Unless… I know that the fae have magic and there are holed up in what they call a place of magic, that it’s likely that there are humans around who have some fae blood, and magic is going to become something we have to deal with. I don’t know, and Willow probably won’t either, how the magic they have will affect this world with its electronics. I can’t help thinking that there might be proof of what’s happening before I need it, although I’m not certain of that. Willow has told me that those with fae blood will have powers of some form, but right now we don’t know what powers. If humans begin showing unexpected changes then that will help me with what I need to do. I also have a feeling that the places of magic, wherever they are, might have an effect on our world now that the fae are living there.
Everything Willow, and her friend Alder, told me about tonight has made it obvious that the fae weren’t the only one affected and at the very least we should offer the shifters and the mer sanctuary. Alder, who is apparently an elder due to the loss of life the fae suffered, seemed young. Then again Willow seemed young too, but then they both are young for the positions they’ve been forced into taking by circumstances beyond their ability to deal with them. I can understand why they made the choices they did and I sympathise with them, even though they have placed me in the a situation I’m not equipped to cope with.
If only I knew more about them. My first experience with them was positive and I can’t help wanting to look after Willow, but that doesn’t mean that they are safe to have here. I don’t know enough about the fae, about their magic, about who else in within that place of magic, and what I’m going to have to deal with in the future with the humans who are part fae. There are worries and fears and I can’t put it all down in words because I can’t. I simply don’t have the words to explain how I’m feeling. Part of it, I know for certain, is Willow’s own worries, and Alder’s, affecting me, because they do know the fae. They know that their elders aren’t going to be happy with some of the ideas we came up with, what they told me about the fae, or half a dozen other things, because they seem to be control freaks who are terrified of change.
This was going to be me planning my speech for tomorrow, to tell my party what’s happened, but I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing. Should I have made it so simple for the fae Queen and her elder to talk me into making plans to accept them into my country? I may be the Prime Minister but that doesn’t mean I have total control over everything. Yet I can’t help thinking that I made the right choice. They need us and, I think, we need them to stop us from carrying on down a path we shouldn’t be walking down. I just know that this will affect more than England, more than the UK, and there are so many things to prepare for, but when I look at Willow all I want to do is help the poor girl.
Honestly I want to help both her and Alder. When I looked at him I saw such pain in his eyes, even though he’d done his best to hide it, and I know they have been through more than I ever have. At the same time I’m not certain I want to help all of the fae. Willow is the first to admit that her race probably shouldn’t be rescued from their problems, but at the same time they’re her people and I understand where she’d coming from. I also know that if I don’t help them there will be a war and we will lose. I don’t doubt that for a second. If we take on the fae, with their magic, we will lose the war and we will become their slaves, which is something I have to stop from happening.
That seems to be the major problem I’m having. Helping the fae means helping a race who destroyed a world with their selfishness and not helping them will destroy my race. I hate feeling so confused.
Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.
