Chapter 20
Michael was startled to hear Aoife in his head after the past few days of silence.
'Are you alright,' Michael thought to her as he drove through the small hamlet.
The town was a buzz of activity, shopkeepers were setting up stalls, teams of men and women were erecting large colorful tents. The air bristled with energy.
'I am fine young one; Sirrush is a name I have not heard for...a very long time. It's mention, coming so unexpectedly, brought back emotions that have lain dormant; I am sorry for scaring you,' Aoife responded, her tone once again taking on it's normal powerful, sensual tenor.
'You begin the end of your current journey Michael, this place holds secrets, history, a unique energy that once you are exposed to it will change you. Your view of the world, those around you, how you walk through your life, all these things will be tested in this place.'
'You may be fearful of the feelings that come forth in the next few days, all I can tell you is that in the end you will be more than you are now.'
'Enjoy your time here Michael, soon your questions will be answered,' Aoife said as her voice and presence faded from his mind.
"Are you alright," Tera asked, her hand coming to rest on his thigh. The contact brought him back to the moment.
Taking her hand in his, Michael brought it to his lips placing a light kiss on the back of her hand.
"I'm fine, how could I not be, you and Valerie are with me," Michael said, giving her a lopsided grin as he returned her hand to his thigh.
The town itself was like walking into a postcard. If you thought English country village this is the image that would be conjured.
Nogardshire proper was laid out in a half circle around the base of an escarpment that rose from the soft undulating hills.
The town had a compactness to its design that Michael found comforting. The black thatch and stone tile roofs provided a wonderful silhouette and scale as they drove down the meandering main street.
Many times Valerie would wave or say hello to someone as they made their way slowly through the town, she was always greeted with a smile and a wave in return.
"I've missed being here. I spent a great deal of my teen years here learning to ride horses, walking through the fields and forests outside of town. It was a wonderful place to grow up. Until the last few weeks it had been months since I had been here, no other place quite feels like Nogardshire," Valerie's obvious happiness about being in a place she loved was catching, both Michael and Tera had smiles on their faces as they listened to Valerie's happy tone.
Turning a corner the escarpment rose before them and once again Michael found his breath taken away.
The formidable battlements rose over the town from this vantage point. Michael was awe struck by the sheer power of the vision. Never had he encountered a place that held such an ability to capture ones feelings.
"Is that it," Michael asked Valerie in a hushed tone as they passed into a shadow cast by the imposing edifice.
"Yes, that's it, take the next left, it will lead us up to the house," Valerie responded. There was a gentle mirth in her voice from his tone, Michael's whispered question was filled with equal parts awe and wonder.
Turning onto the tree-shadowed lane, Michael was caught up in the simple ancient beauty that lay before him. Shifting into second he followed the path slowly, getting lost in the surreal perfection that lay ahead of him.
The lane was wide, bordered on each side by 3ft limestone walls.
Beyond the walls, ancient yews, beech and oaks lifted their branches in majestic arches that completely covered the 40ft expanse of road.
The path they traveled was covered in leaves of every hue and shade of autumn, it laid out like a chaotic quilt of umbers, oranges, reds and browns that shifted, swirled and cracked as the Aston made it's way through the sea of color.
The path wound it's way along the bottom edge of the plateau, the castle looming above.
With a graceful curve it turned upward, still flanked on both sides by the sheltering branches of the ancient trees.
In a series of wide S-turns the lane snaked it's way up the side of the large hill.
Michael understood the defensive nature this lane would have played in the castles design.
The curves only allowed for a specific speed, the width was probably two cart lengths. People coming to the castle would have been easily seen from above, providing defenders ample opportunity to prepare for an assault. It would also keep the flow of travelers and tradesman at an even pace, allowing everyone to be scrutinized before reaching the battlements.
The driveway narrowed after the last turn to the top, the castle wall loomed above them. With the top down they had the same perspective one coming here all those years ago would have. Solid, strong, a place that housed people who meant to keep what was theirs.
The men and women who built this place took pride in it, from its high thick walls that glowed in the late afternoon sunlight with a yellowish gold tone, to the delicate yet powerful gables and turrets which presented a vision of their strength and ingenuity.
Passing under the ancient portcullis, becoming wrapped in the place's energy and feel, Michael was a bit light headed as he pulled the car to a stop. His breathing was deep; he felt the weight and history of this place pulling at him.
"Hey, move it, I need to stretch my legs," Valerie said, her playful tone bringing Michael out of his reverie.
Stepping out of the car Michael held the door and moved the seat so Valerie could get out.
He watched as a bit of her calf was revealed from beneath her light beige leather skirt as she exited, taking his proffered hand.
Michael pulled her out of the car gently but with purpose. She moved easily into his arms as they entwined around her waist. He bent slightly and their lips met, softly at first and then the passion flared, their tongues dueling for a moment before the kiss concluded.
Valerie was a little surprised by Michael's display, there was something a bit different in it's feel, there was nothing tentative, it conveyed a sense of deep passion that left Valerie breathing a bit heavier as Michael released her from his arms and moved away.
Michael felt alive. It was as if this place had a special energy, that it stripped away any questions or doubt. Michael did not walk around the car to retrieve Tera; his stride was purposeful, like a man on his home turf, who knows he has no equal.
Opening the door, looking down at the wide-eyed mirth in Tera's eyes, his eyes held hers for a moment. They pierced her, the depth of strength and feeling that one look imparted sent shivers down Tera's spine as she slid her hand into Michaels waiting palm.
Michael pulled Tera from the car fast, a strong meaningful yank that brought her from her seat and into his arms in one fluid motion. He held her there next to him, eyes roaming over her features, she felt his hardness between them as his lips took hers.
The kiss was lush and passionate, a contest of wills that swept both of them up in its power and volume. As the kiss broke, Michael slipped his arm around Tera's waist, stepped around the front of the car, pulling her along with him.
