Chapter 2- Another Go

Immor fell in and out of sleep after her teacher left her to rest. She could not keep her eyes open half the time, but she kept asking herself what she should do. She was in confusion, and her dreams were haunted by the past that she could not change.

Dreams were flexible, but the past was unyielding. She tried to imagine it differently. She tried to think about what she would do instead of what she did, and everything would turn out better. At the end of the day, nothing was better, and she woke up in the same state she was in. Her body ached, but her healing magic was being channeled to help her. The ache in her heart was not something magic could have healed, and she was unwell. Sometimes she would wake and expect Ginny and Donna to be there, but they were not. They were dead. The thought would make her feel horrible and she would fall back into a restless sleep where Galadan was torturing her, but his face always morphed into Herron’s.

Immor woke at last when Maybeth came in and shut the door quickly behind her, “Teacher?” she murmured softly, “Why do you look distressed?”

“Herron searched the premises for you, thankfully he did not find anything,” she sat down with a bowl of soup, “He knows it was the queen…word has it that he sent her to the tower. I have never seen him so angry. When you first told me, I did not believe it, and now I can fully say that I do.”

Immor swallowed hard, “Of course he threw her in the tower,” she sighed in frustration, “He thinks his mother killed his son, and Herron would probably crush her for it,” she rubbed her forehead, “I do not understand villains, teacher.”

She smiled as she shrugged her shoulders, “Nobody can, dear girl,” she set the soup in her hands, “Eat, you will need your strength. Have you thought of what to do next?”

Immor picked up the spoon, her eyes on the soup before she shook her head and took a bite of the soft chicken, “I have not,” she murmured after she swallowed, “I cannot think. Every time I do I think of what I would have done differently…how I could have changed it all.”

Her teacher studied her, “Immor…you have an enhancing power,” she said, “If you can channel it and use it to enhance my power…I could send you back in time.”

Immor studied her with wide eyes. She had never heard of the power to send someone backward or forwards in time. Time was not a power that anyone spoke of, and she certainly did not learn it from anywhere. She wondered what other powers she had not heard of, but her teaching having such a powerful magic was beyond her, yet she was not surprised her teacher had it.

“You…” she hesitated, “…can send back for…months?”

She nodded once, “I can send you back years,” she said, “As for myself, my power can only be set back months or even weeks if I cannot concentrate right. I lived the age twenty-one for ten years.”

Immor’s mouth dropped open, “No wonder you achieved so much at a young age.”

“It is only natural,” she answered, “Only I knew what happened since it was my power, but if I send you back…then the both of us will have all the memories of what happened.”

Immor felt her heart begin to pound and she swallowed hard as she stared at her teacher, “You mean…I could go back before Galadan came here and prepare for it?”

“You can go back…” she hesitated and said, “…and save Myrta. Do not let Galadan have a reason to come here,” she said firmly, though her eyes looked at her with excitement.

Immor’s lips moved wordlessly, and she sat forward, her body surging with renewed energy, “Yes! You are right,” she said, “The king—err…when Herron came here and asked me to go with him to Bringdon then I can say yes! I can say yes and go there and stop it all from happening—”

Maybeth hesitated, “It may not be simple, you have to seek me out first thing. I will remember, but if I do not…if there is a chance, I do not remember you will have to tell me so that I can help you. I know I will believe you. I have not told anyone that I have the magic of time in my fingers.”

Immor pressed her hand to her mouth and nodded before she lowered her eyes, “What…but I will not know Galadan?”

“You do not have to,” she said firmly, “You can stop everything from happening.”

She hesitated, “Then I would have to meet Galadan all over again?” she thought a moment and then realized it would be better that way, “Our first meeting was terrible…mayhap I can make it better.”

“If you meet at all, Immor,” she said with a frown.

Immor felt her heart begin to race, “What…you mean not meet him at all?”

She nodded once, “You wanted to protect him, am I right?” she tilted her head and frowned, “Is this not the best way to protect him?”

Immor felt her heart ache suddenly and she pressed her hand to her chest, swallowing hard. She had just come to terms with the thought of loving Galadan, and now she was supposed to give him up? She hesitated, her mind clearing from the thoughts. If she did give him up, she could stop everything from happening and he could have a happy ending. She frowned, wondering what a happy ending was.

“I know you are torn about this,” she said, “But think logically. I taught you to think logically. I told you that emotions and thoughts are useless. Love makes you stupid.”

Immor pressed both hands to her forehead, rubbing her fingers into her forehead, “I know…” she said softly, “You are right…love does make you irrational. But what is rational?” she raised her head and frowned, “Am I not to see him again?”

She shook her head, “Seeing him and being with him are two different things, Immor. Figure out what is best. If you want a happy ending this is how it has to be.”

Immor smiled bitterly, “What is a happy ending? In this new life we speak of. I will not have the happy ending…Galadan will,” she thought it over for a moment before she sighed, “And that is fine with me.”

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