Trinity Awakening

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Authors: K.L. Morton
people, the ones outside. I have to find out, he said he had answers for me." Trinny started for the door.
                  "Trin, you can't...." Emma had jumped up to catch her friend. 
                  "I have to Em, I have to know what they want and understand why I feel so drawn to them." 
                  "I don't mean that, I mean you can't go out in your Pajama shorts and singlet, you look like you're five!" Emma was always thinking about image, but she did have a point.
                  "Go get dressed and I will invite them in." Lucille could see the concern in Trinny's eyes. "It will be fine, I trust your instincts."
     
                  "Remind me again why we brought the scarecrow?" Morthos questioned Aarion.
                  "I am standing right next to you Morthos, and he brought me along as he needs all the protection he can get in these dark times." Garus for once had a serious look on his face as he spoke. 
                  "You mean he brought you along as the 'comic relief'!" Morthos strong angular shaped face was straight as usual.
                  "Actually, he didn't give me a choice, he grabbed hold of me when we went through the Portal, he's stronger than he looks." Aarion smiled at his friend Garus, he was pleased to have him by his side when so much was going on. Garus had a way of lightening situations and could always make Aarion feel better. 
                  "Anyway Morthos, you'll be thankful you have me at your back, I was about to become a Guard of the Ora, just like you." Garus gave Morthos a friendly pat on the back. Morthos stifled a laugh.
                  "Garus, you had no chance of winning that tournament, not up against the likes of Pilosus and Arum, they are true warrior Fae. Give up on this pipe dream of yours my friend, it will only end up getting you killed." Garus did not look even a little surprised by Morthos comments.
                  "Morthos, I'm touched. I didn't know you cared so much for me, your concern is almost maternal, even my own mother doesn't have as much sensitivity, it suits you!" Morthos turned on Garus's smirking face and lifted him up by the scruff of his shirtfront with very little effort.
                  "You little..." Just at that moment, the cafe doors opened, rescuing Garus, Morthos dropped him to the ground with a thud. A tall slim lady with wild red wavy hair stood in the doorway, she wore a pink cotton dressing gown and open toe slippers with smiley faces on them. She had freckles on her button nose and friendly vivid blue eyes. She smiled as she spoke.
                  "You better come in then." She turned and left the door open for them to enter. Garus and Morthos looked to Aarion, he nodded and led the way into the cafe. Morthos checked there was no one else outside before he closed the door behind them. The lady was now behind a large silver and black machine that took up a large part of the counter.
                  "Coffee? I have a feeling it may be a long night." 
                  "What's coffee?" Garus asked. The lady looked a little stunned then decided this was far from the most shocking thing she was going to hear tonight.
                  "I'll make everyone a flat white, that should cover all the bases."
                  "Thank you for inviting us in, we really do need to speak with Trinity." Aarion spoke with respect to the lady. 
                  "I'm Lucille, Trinny's mother, I gather you knew my husband James?"
                  "My father knew him, we have never met, my father only spoke of him with the greatest of honor." Aarion turned towards the staircase as he heard voices coming down the stairs, Morthos was suddenly on guard, and his hand had gone under his shirt at his back. He relaxed a little when he saw two

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