December Free Fiction: Advent Story: Thear Collection: Aisling: 971 words
Aisling hated talking about people when she knew they could hear her, but she needed to talk to Logan about Trey and he had brought the subject up first. She looked at the back of Trey's head, wondering what he was thinking, before looking back at Logan. There was something about him that she really didn't like. When she had some time to herself she'd work out what it was. Until then she had to push away that feeling so she could talk to him without the dislike she felt creeping into her voice.
“In the end it is up to you,” Aisling said. “Trey may just be one of those people you simply can't get on with, but I think you need to give him a chance to show you who he really is before you make any decisions.”
“I have lived with him for nearly a year, Aisling.”
“During that time have you ever had a real conversation with him?”
“Of course I've had a conversation with him.”
Aisling raised an eyebrow. “What did you talk about?”
“Does it really matter?”
“There is a difference between a real conversation and the sort of conversation you'd have with someone you don't like very much but have to work with.”
“When I look at Trey I can't help feeling angry, because he hasn't stopped his father.”
“It's not up to Trey to stop his father.” Aisling looked at Trey again. “I think he'd probably end up dead if he tried, and I wouldn't be surprised if people who have attempted to convince the Dorma supremacist movement that they're wrong have actually ended up dead.” She turned her attention back to Logan. “It's better that Trey is alive and able to help us.”
“Is it?”
“Trey is not his father, Logan.”
“You don't know him.”
Aisling smiled. “Neither do you.”
“I know him better than you, Aisling.”
“Maybe you do, but I would doubt it very much. You look at him and see the mask he wears. I see him and know he wears a mask.”
Logan looked at her and Aisling could see hatred in his eyes, which made her feel very uncomfortable. “Why are you talking like this? Trey is not a nice person and...” He shook his head. “You should understand where I'm coming from because you're a true priestess.”
“Trey is a true priest.”
“Persephone told you that?”
Aisling nodded. “I've also seen it for myself. Trey is the High Priest of Bast.”
“What if they lied and Persephone showed you a vision she'd created herself in order to get you to believe in Trey when you shouldn't?”
“Persephone has been my deity since I was six-years-old. I trust her to be tell me the truth, and if you don't trust Anubis then I think that is a major problem you need to deal with.” Aisling ran her tongue over her top lip, thinking about the words she should use. “We have been watching Trey since Bast choose him to be her priest, because we knew that he was someone who could easily lose his path, but he never has. He has been a true priest for a long time now, and, considering what I've seen through the years as well as what I've been told by people who know him, I believe he will do what is right for Thear.”
Logan shook his head. “I don't think he knows what is right for Thear.”
Aisling sighed. “What would you do?” she asked, knowing that she needed to understand Logan's point of view.
“Get the mixed bloods somewhere safe before the Dorma supremacist movement, or either of the other two, make a move.”
“That's what Trey thinks needs to be done too.”
“How do you know he's being honest with you?”
“I can never know for sure that he is being honest with me, any more than I can know that you're being honest with me, but I trust him. Nothing you say to me will change my opinion of Trey and what I think he will do in order to keep the people he cares about safe.” Aisling looked at Logan, wondering whether he would ever be able to change his opinion of Trey. “Maybe I am making a mistake. Anything is possible. However, I have talked to people who knew him from before Bast chose him and they believe that he changed when he was chosen by her, because he realised then, in the same way that other people have, that his father had lied to him about Herne being the one true deity of Thear. It's the same thing with the Uisdro and Poseidon, and the Tein-Igni and Anubis.”
There was a long silence. Aisling hated not knowing what Logan was thinking, but at the same time she was grateful for the quiet. She was at the Residence and it was a strange situation for her, because she knew the only reason she was the High Priestess was so she could get North Square ready for what was coming. When she saw Trey disappear into a room, which made her feel very alone, even though she knew he couldn't really talk to her. If someone saw them talking then it would put him in danger.
“Aisling,” Logan said finally, “I understand why you feel like Trey must be a good person, but I have never seen any evidence that he is.” He sighed. “During the time I've been here I've watched him closely and I just can't believe that someone like him, someone who obviously prefers Dormas over the other two races, is honestly on our side. I think you should keep as much information from him as possible, because he will tell his father and all our plans will fall apart."
© K A Jones 2011
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“In the end it is up to you,” Aisling said. “Trey may just be one of those people you simply can't get on with, but I think you need to give him a chance to show you who he really is before you make any decisions.”
“I have lived with him for nearly a year, Aisling.”
“During that time have you ever had a real conversation with him?”
“Of course I've had a conversation with him.”
Aisling raised an eyebrow. “What did you talk about?”
“Does it really matter?”
“There is a difference between a real conversation and the sort of conversation you'd have with someone you don't like very much but have to work with.”
“When I look at Trey I can't help feeling angry, because he hasn't stopped his father.”
“It's not up to Trey to stop his father.” Aisling looked at Trey again. “I think he'd probably end up dead if he tried, and I wouldn't be surprised if people who have attempted to convince the Dorma supremacist movement that they're wrong have actually ended up dead.” She turned her attention back to Logan. “It's better that Trey is alive and able to help us.”
“Is it?”
“Trey is not his father, Logan.”
“You don't know him.”
Aisling smiled. “Neither do you.”
“I know him better than you, Aisling.”
“Maybe you do, but I would doubt it very much. You look at him and see the mask he wears. I see him and know he wears a mask.”
Logan looked at her and Aisling could see hatred in his eyes, which made her feel very uncomfortable. “Why are you talking like this? Trey is not a nice person and...” He shook his head. “You should understand where I'm coming from because you're a true priestess.”
“Trey is a true priest.”
“Persephone told you that?”
Aisling nodded. “I've also seen it for myself. Trey is the High Priest of Bast.”
“What if they lied and Persephone showed you a vision she'd created herself in order to get you to believe in Trey when you shouldn't?”
“Persephone has been my deity since I was six-years-old. I trust her to be tell me the truth, and if you don't trust Anubis then I think that is a major problem you need to deal with.” Aisling ran her tongue over her top lip, thinking about the words she should use. “We have been watching Trey since Bast choose him to be her priest, because we knew that he was someone who could easily lose his path, but he never has. He has been a true priest for a long time now, and, considering what I've seen through the years as well as what I've been told by people who know him, I believe he will do what is right for Thear.”
Logan shook his head. “I don't think he knows what is right for Thear.”
Aisling sighed. “What would you do?” she asked, knowing that she needed to understand Logan's point of view.
“Get the mixed bloods somewhere safe before the Dorma supremacist movement, or either of the other two, make a move.”
“That's what Trey thinks needs to be done too.”
“How do you know he's being honest with you?”
“I can never know for sure that he is being honest with me, any more than I can know that you're being honest with me, but I trust him. Nothing you say to me will change my opinion of Trey and what I think he will do in order to keep the people he cares about safe.” Aisling looked at Logan, wondering whether he would ever be able to change his opinion of Trey. “Maybe I am making a mistake. Anything is possible. However, I have talked to people who knew him from before Bast chose him and they believe that he changed when he was chosen by her, because he realised then, in the same way that other people have, that his father had lied to him about Herne being the one true deity of Thear. It's the same thing with the Uisdro and Poseidon, and the Tein-Igni and Anubis.”
There was a long silence. Aisling hated not knowing what Logan was thinking, but at the same time she was grateful for the quiet. She was at the Residence and it was a strange situation for her, because she knew the only reason she was the High Priestess was so she could get North Square ready for what was coming. When she saw Trey disappear into a room, which made her feel very alone, even though she knew he couldn't really talk to her. If someone saw them talking then it would put him in danger.
“Aisling,” Logan said finally, “I understand why you feel like Trey must be a good person, but I have never seen any evidence that he is.” He sighed. “During the time I've been here I've watched him closely and I just can't believe that someone like him, someone who obviously prefers Dormas over the other two races, is honestly on our side. I think you should keep as much information from him as possible, because he will tell his father and all our plans will fall apart."
© K A Jones 2011
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. This entry was originally posted at http://kajones-writing.dreamwidth.org/39919.html. It currently has
comments.