transcendence
Caro realized about .5 seconds after she’d finished speaking that this guy was well and truly an innocent. Fuck. That was going to drastically complicate matters. Caro frowned as she tried to recalibrate her plan. She could just take him, but that still wouldn’t get that artifact back to the Queen. Maybe he could held hostage? Wouldn’t work if NO ONE knew where or what the artifact was, and she was the first to admit that she didn’t like jumping to drastic conclusions first.
"You mean to tell me you actually know nothing? You’re what? Almost thirty? I get that’s not much time by my standards, but humans age quickly! How can you possibly not know what you area?" she huffed a grumpy sigh and planted her hands on hips. "Alright, fine. Look at me." she looked him right in the eye, concentrating harder and harder until her eyes started to glow faintly.
She knelt down and plucked a dead leaf off of the ground. It was brown and would crumble to bits if she touched it. “Touch this.” She said. “Gently. And think about what it used to look like. Red, orange, yellow, green.” She held it out. She wanted him to exert a little fae magic, to try and prove her point.
Caron wasn't someone that had a lot of experience with anything outside of the norm. He left that to Gwen and her Torchwood and UNIT and people that were always in that sort of life. They were the heroes, he was a Duke born to the life of privledge but in the end was ordinary. Most likely he would hand over his positon over to his nephew when he came of age. When he saw her eyes glow, he knew something wasn't afoot.
Briefly he could recall his mother, it still hurt to believe her as dead, saying that he should stay away from Fairy Rings. He thought it was ridiculous as a teen and even now but he heeded what she said, if only to make her happy. Perhaps there was more to this than had been initially told to him and his younger sister. What had his mother gotten them into?
Caron sighed and cautiously reached for the leaf and closed his eyes. His mind thinking of what the leaf had looked before. He thought of the fall colors before it had turned to the leaf as he touched it but his mind began to think about the green it had looked before or could have. He had no idea how much his will had changed it, and appeared to turn back time in regard to the leaf.
"O fy duw! Mae hynny'n Ddim yn bosibl. Ni ddylwn i fod yn gallu gwneud hynny!"
