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Shay paused, waving him off before he could answer. She felt a presence. One that she recognized, after all of these long months...
"Annabella," she called cheerfully. "I'd really appreciate it if you wouldn't listen in. I told you not to. And you may be my best friend, but when I tell you not to...I mean it." She didn't have to send a telepathic message; she'd called loud enough that Annabella would hear her. When the spell wasn't broken, Shay sighed, muttered a spell, and broke the charm. There.
"Sorry," she informed him. "Annabella was listening in. Had to stop that, now, didn't we?" She flashed him a teasing grin. "I hate it when people do stuff I tell them not to do. Especially when it's for their own good!" she called, loud enough for Annabella to hear yet again. "Sorry. So...do you remember?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes, it was," Shay answered solemnly. "I'm glad you remember. Because, I think that you'll take this from me as a friend, and that's the best way possible. I knew, from the moment I met you, that you were special. I just didn't know how yet."
She paused. "Now, don't think I'm giving a love confession or anything, okay? Because I'm not. I met you once before, and tonight. What I have to tell you is infinitely more important...so pay attention. What I'm about to tell you is going to change your life. You must listen and not speak a word. Understood?"
Before waiting for him to respond, she continued, "I don't suppose you've heard of the Sun Child Prophecy? You haven't? Well, it's not common for a human to know the prophecy, but faerie children memorize it as young children, as it's our next Great Prophecy..."
Clearing her throat, she recited:

"Stuck in winter frigid air
The child sits, he doesn’t care
With different eyes and blond-white hair
He’s human and it’s more than he can bear.
His eyes see past this snowy place
He sees his future, he knows his fate
And though he would like to defy, it isn’t his place
For him to defy that destiny he hates.
He’s the Child of the Sun
Different from the Child of the Moon
His trials have just begun
And they won’t end soon
For he’ll end the war brewing between
Humans and fae
On the Winter Solstice
Day.
His trials are great, but if his heart is pure and bright
He will withstand the trials of this cold night
The Child of the Moon died long ago
So he’s on his own, or don’t you know?"

She chuckled. "Horrible rhyming, I know, but the faerie who prophesied this died years ago. And she wasn't much of a rhymer. I should know. I'm her daughter." She remembered her mother, Branwen, a woman who had a horrible husband, a half-blooded daughter, the gift of prophesy, and, ultimately, a terrible fate. Shay shook the memories away and stared at him.
"If you don't understand, I'll explain." She bit her lip, unsure where to begin. "I suppose you know that only a few years ago, the war began between faeries and humans? We were very young," she remembered, "and I didn't understand much of it. But this I did know...
"Only a while before I was born, the Child of the Sun was supposedly born. The prophesy claimed that he would be human, so we faeries lost hope. Undoubtedly, he would grow to be a faerie-hater, like his ancestors. But how lucky we are!" her eyes shone as she spoke, faster and faster, like a hyper child on Christmas morn. "We have you. You, Coleman, are the Child of the Sun. You will choose the fate of the war--who wins. If the humans win, bloodshed will rule until faeries are extinct. You know this. And all faeries--most faeries," she corrected, remembering those faeries she remembered that strangely reminded her of Kordeth, "--want peace. We just want peace.
"Your job is to choose, Coleman. I know that this has been thrust upon you, but destiny claims you as the Child of the Sun. You must fulfill your duty. Do not fail us, Coleman." She smiled weakly. "Do not fail us. We need you, Coleman."

Coleman laughed in disbelief. It was hard to accept that he was the so-called "child of the sun"
It's a little farfetched when you think about it, that I, a human, betrayed by my own kind, was chosen to decide between killing the people who have saved my life countless times, and stopping the war and creating equality between the two races. Coleman thought, The decision may seem easy, but what if there are other fairies like that Kordeth character? This is going to be tougher than I thought.
Coleman walked up to Shay and hugged her. "I would never betray you." he said, "I would nev-" Coleman was interrupted by a blood-curdling scream coming from the main room followed by the soft voice of the little human girl from when he first arrived at this cabin. "Conversation over. I need to check up on Tsubaki. If she wakes up unrestrained around all those fairies, there's going to be a bloodbath."

"She must be having that dream again." Coleman told himself. Coleman needed to get the fairies out before she wakes up.

"Attention everyone! Will you please kindly leave the room before you are all slaughtered mercilessly?" Colemas asked politely.

"Questions later. Leave now before you all die."

"No magic. It's just post-traumatic stress." Coleman said, shoving Annabella and the rest of the fairies out the door leaving only Tsubaki and himself.

Shay smiled teasingly, crouching behind Annabella, who was furiously kicking the door. "Sorry, but you are kind of, mentally, that is," Shay joked. She flashed Annabella a teasing grin, hoping that Annabella would recognize the smile that Shay reserved only for her--her previous best friend.
Can we ever reform that relationship? Shay wondered. I killed our friendship by leaving to look for Mara's killer. I was blinded by revenge and hatred, and I left her in a time of great need. Hopefully, though, we can still remain friends. We can work together and train Coleman to harness his powers in the way that he wants. That is what we need. It's what the whole world needs.