Velus Is Human Again
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 24617
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1400 years ago Lord Charles D'Honaire (named after his great-great-grandfather, the father of our Lord Fred) was not exactly the most devoted husband and father in Allarian history. At this moment, he was sneaking out of his castle to go visit the peasant villages within the D'Honaire family estate. In particular, one village. One hut in the village. In that one hut was a maiden he had seen on the previous year's inspection of the fields. He had vowed he would have her someday, when he could finally escape the eye of his ever-watchful wife. And someday was now. Ten minutes later, he was ravishing her. She was his by right, no matter what her father or husband might say. He was a Lord, and she was a peasant. But when he saw fear in her eyes as he lay atop her, he did not realize it was from the monster behind him. She screamed and tried to push him off. He thought it perfectly natural. At least until the monster throttled him. 150 years ago Anabel of West Field awoke to the feel of cold water being splashed on her face. Where was she? All she could remember was having been carried off by that--what was that thing? Some kind of monster. She had been left here, unconscious, without any clue as to where she was. The thing was gone. She was glad for that. What was this? Straw? Yes. She had been sleeping on straw. Something familiar, at least. What was that sound? It was a horse neighing. She was sure of it. She followed the sound out of the open door into a large field, where she saw a young man of about eighteen atop the horse. Pierre D'Honaire was not sure who this woman was. She could not have been older than him. She was disheveled. Her long blond hair tangled around straw from the family barn, and her clothing was little more than rags. He felt sorry for the woman, and invited her to climb on the horse and he would lead her to his home. Anabel did as the man instructed, failing several times before he finally helped her up. His touch was so soft...she shuddered as she remembered what Lord Charles D'Honaire had been doing to her just before the thing had taken her. She then fainted as she saw the castle she was being taken to. Anabel came to on a warm bed, with the young man kneeling over her, a cup of hot liquid in his hand. She quickly drank whatever it was--tea, the man had told her--and hoped that it was not a wizard's potion. She was then joined by an older man and woman, who must have been at least forty. The older man spoke first. "I am Walther D'Honaire. This is my wife Marie and my youngest son Pierre." D'Honaire? As in Lord Charles D'Honaire? Anabel quickly cowered behind the bed. "Lord Walther D'Honaire?" The man gave a hearty laugh. "Of course not. We lost our titles in the revolution one hundred fifty years ago. We were one of the lucky families who managed to keep our castle--and our heads." Anabel seemed less scared of them. She got back on the bed, and explained her story to them. She could see that the younger man was clearly interested in her, though for what purpose she could not see. After this, all three D'Honaires told her to rest, and crept into another room of the castle as Anabel slept again. Three months later, Walther and Marie D'Honaire announced the marriage of their youngest son Pierre to Anabel Westfield. But Anabel didn't look right. Her chest continued to grow outward, and it became harder for her to walk, to eat, to do anything. Six months later, she gave birth to a baby boy--not the child of Pierre, as was widely suspected, but of his ancestor Charles. Present Time A few worrisome seconds after Velus stopped spasming, the body disappeared and a boy of about sixteen appeared in front of their eyes. It was Velus, as he happily proclaimed. Although he missed his heightened senses of smell and hearing, his eyesight--currently fixed on Exotica's naked body--had been sharpened, and he was glad to be able to actually hold things again. There was one slight problem, and it was enough of a problem that Fred and Exotica both had to do a double take before realizing what they saw was not an illusion. If Velus put on glasses, he would look just like Andrew!
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