Page 47 of Celestia, Year Four

"You won't sing her lullabies?"

"I sometimes do. It depends on how I feel."

"Am I ever going hear that singing voice of yours?" I inquired, my smirk growing into a grin.

"No."

"Aww, c'mon," I groaned.

He smiled then and reached out to move the strands I'd left on my left side behind my ear. "One day."

I beamed at his reply.

I wonder if Odion's a really good singer?

"Odion?"

We turned our attention to Orion who was closer now, but it was as if he wasn't sure if we were there.

"Wait… he can't see this form, but something else?" I confirmed.

"He'll see me just fine. I'm keeping you hidden for now, but if he wants to speak to you for a few moments, I have an alternate plan we can do without giving you away," Odion explained.

"Can't he hear you talking to me?"

"If I allow it." He walked out of the dark forest to enter the meadow. "Long time, brother."

"Can't you appear like normal people?" Orion asked with a sigh.

"That would make me boring," Odion replied with a shrug. "Opposite of my personality."

"I still have to wonder where all the confidence comes from," Orion said with a sigh.

Odion was quiet, looking like he was debating about something before he responded with a question.

"Why are you here? It holds no memories."

I scrunched my face in confusion, unsure what Odion meant. It was Orion's turn to be silent, and he looked to the floor.

"You should go back to Aslan. These parts are dangerous. You're alsoworrying those friends of yours. Especially the pixie boy. I don't want to have to come and save you from Forsaken again," Odion mumbled, sliding his hands into his pockets.

He turned around, hiding his hurt-filled eyes that met my surprised ones.

He doesn't want Orion to see his shy, open side? Does he think it makes him vulnerable or something?

"And if you're wondering, Celestia is fine. I assumed you're caught up on what's going on. I give us up to a month. That's the maximum amount of time we have to get everything planned and attack the Council head on before they attempt to arrest Celestia for something she hasn't committed. I'm leaving now."

I frowned, wondering why Odion was worried about being his normal self around Orion.

He took a step forward but paused mid-step. I leaned over to see what stopped him and noticed Orion's hand on Odion's right arm.

"Why aren't you angry with me?"

Odion was silent, but he couldn't hide the confusion in his eyes that I witnessed.

"With what?" Odion countered.

"Everything," Orion answered.

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