Outcast Sidhe Queen (standard:fairy tales, 1138 words)
Author: Otilia Tena	Added: Nov 19 2009	Views/Reads: 3445/2026	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Once upon a time... a fairytale about the sidhe fairy folk.

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<But you did! Go away! Leave and never come back!> 

<My king, listen to me! This man whom you call your friend, he loves me
and he is envious of our happiness...> 

<No more! I will hear you no more! Go away!> 

This is how she left and went out into the world and I haven't heard
from her since then.” 

“The lady with fair hair and black dress... does she have a name?”
grandpa asked. 

“Our names are not from this world and can't be uttered here”. 

We finished eating and he said: “Come with me, the three of you! I'll
take you to the woman inside the hill”. 

“How long is the journey?” 

“Shorter than you expect”. He put us on his horse and we rode off. After
only a short while we stopped near a dark mound. 

“Come out! I said come out!” The mound opened and a lady with very long
hair stepped out with a candle in her hand. 

“It's late. Who are you? What do you want?” 

“Are you alone?” the stranger asked. 

“I'm with my husband”. 

“Can I see him?” 

“He is sleeping, my lord”. 

He quickly took her in his arms and put her aside and then rushed into
her house, dragging me and my little brother with him. There was a 
frail and delicate lady sleeping in one of the two beds, with dark 
flowers in her fair hair, covered in black silk. 

“Wake up! he said. Wake up!” She opened her eyes and stared at me with
an unearthly look. 

“My little girl! Where have you been?” She put her arms around me and I
knew she was my mother. Then she looked at Angus: “My little Angus...” 
He startled. 

“You know my name!” 

“This isn't your true name. When you go back and rule and when the sun
obeys your command, it will be by your true name. You are my 
golden-haired children, my gift to the king.” 

“Come back with me and with your children, dear little sister! The king
knows the truth and he cast out your enemy”, the stranger said. 

“Dear brother, I'm afraid you must go back without me and tell him I
can't forgive him for his mistrust. I wandered alone for such a long 
time before I reached this house! Three men raped me in the woods and 
one of them was our enemy himself. I don't deserve being a queen any 
more. And how could I sleep with him again? I stayed here because this 
woman promised to give me my babies back if I remained here as a 
servant. I washed and cooked and swept for so long but she didn't keep 
her promise. She is the mistress of the sidhe who loved me and she is 
jealous of me.” 

“Mummy, have you ever worn the white dress?” I asked her. 

“I'll put it on again for you”. She changed her dress and the stranger
fit the veil on her face. 

“Come back!” he asked one more time. 

“No, I won't. Take Angus with you, he'll be a king one day. Take the old
man too. Me and my daughter, we'll go and live with our brothers and 
sisters in the woods”. 

The stranger then turned to the lady of the hill: 

“Mistress of the outcast...” 

“Don't! Don't say anything!” She put her finger on his lips. “Take me
with you!” 


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