Cienna's Amulet, A Christmas Romance (Raymara Barwil Romance)

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Authors: Raymara Barwil
lights gradually became brighter and soon Miguel noticed that the path to the entrance of the Faery caves, near the entrance to Caer Sen Senana was lit up on both sides by fireflies that hovered symmetrically.
     
    He had come back to Cornwall, to Sennen Cove, on the night of the Duggle of the First Moon, to declare his love for Cienna, but it looked like there was something special going on here.
     
    He heard the whispering of many voices as he reached the rocks that signified the secret entrance to the faery caves, and as he muttered the chant that revealed the entrance, he walked into a great crowd who all turned to him, smiling and stood aside to let him walk through. “Hurry, boy, you’re going to miss it!” said an elderly earth flower fairy who he had known since he first came to Cornwall.
    “Miss what?”
    “Just go to the castylly -- quick!”
     
    The crowd made encouraging noises and he walked on through the caves, feeling concerned. Joseph had never been the same since the attack in Spain last year.  Please don’t tell me he’s ill or...worse...
     
    After walking for five minutes, Miguel stopped at the large mahogany gates of the entrance to the castylly, and turned back to the crowd that was gathered in the huge courtyard space behind him. He noticed the fireflies lighting up the sky; this was most unusual. Even for a feast night. The old flower fairy stepped forward.
     
    “Go on boy, it’s alright, you’re here now,” she said, pushing him gently forward.  One of the gates opened, and Joseph stood there, looking full of life and dressed in his finest robes of purple with gold lining.
    “Joseph, what’s going on?” said Miguel. “Where’s Cienna? Is she okay?” Joseph smiled and nodded, “Come in, dear Miguel.” He gestured at the crowd in front of him, raising his palm for them to wait, then closed the gate behind himself and Miguel.
     
    “Cienna, he’s here,” called Joseph. Miguel turned to see Cienna emerge from a chamber door. She looked resplendent in a floor length, pure white satin dress with long lace sleeves. Her long black curls were adorned with a jewelled tiara and her ring was glowing as she smiled at Miguel.
     
    “Miguel, you came here to ask me something didn’t you?” said Joseph, “You know that sometimes our communication can happen even if we don’t want it to. I have heard how your heart has cried out for my daughter since you left.”
    “Joseph, it’s true. I love her and cannot live without her. I came to ask you for her hand, if she will have me, that is.”
     
    Joseph turned to Cienna. He had seen how sad she was when he had come to her on the night of New Year’s Eve, and after he questioned her she confessed how she felt about Miguel. He was glad she had told him the truth as he had known about the attraction from the moment Miguel had first laid eyes on his daughter after moving to Cornwall. As air faeries, they shared a telepathic bond and the close relationship that Miguel and Joseph had, had made this bond stronger than Miguel had realised.
     
    “Cienna, do you wish to share your life with this man,” asked her father.
    “Yes,” she gasped as Miguel ran to her and they embraced. They declared their love to each other amidst tears of joy.
     
    Joseph smiled and clapped his hands together. “Well, let’s not keep the crowd waiting -- let’s go outside for your soul bonding ceremony. Miguel, we have been preparing since I knew you were on your way.  The new moon is in the perfect position and the forest is ready. Take your bride to be by the hand.”
     
    Cienna and Miguel turned, hand in hand, to follow Joseph out of the castylly. Cienna stopped and looked up at Miguel. His face was shining with joy. “I never did ask you,” she said, “What is your soon?”
     
    Miguel placed her hand on the left side of his chest, covering it with his own, “Although I have had powers since I was born, my heart has always been numb. I never felt

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