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[Angelique]

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Dressing quietly and gathering the basket with her precious babies, Angelique kisses Isk's forehead and slips out without awakening him. There are times a girl just must see her mother. With the basket between her thighs she rode through the darkness, taking portals and riding on til she comes to a stop at the gypsy encampment south of Minoc.

Eva Morei is quick to greet her daughter, as if she had been anticipating the visit. Taking the basket from her arms, she takes the babies into sleep with Pierre. Leading Angelique by the hand as she did when she was a young gypsy girl, she takes her beside the water and sits. "I have watched you all the night my child, you have much to sort out. Lay your head in my lap and let us work through this together. But first drink this exiler and drink it all." Angelique drank the bitter fluid and lay her head upon her mother's apron.
"Was that to help me remember the missing time?", she queried. "No my dear, it is eliminating all traces of those 4 bottles of strong whiskey. Eliminating any effects it may still do to your bodies", she reassured.
"Mama, you know about all the drinking?", Angelique looked at her mother with little amazement. "You know I always use my crystal orb to check on you should I hear you scream. You shrieked before you vanished. I could not find you for a good 10 minutes but when you returned to your tavern I did not take my eyes off you, even when Isk finally called upon to take care of Arella, Athlon and Auris while he searched for you." "But Mama, why did you not tell him where I was?", Angelique's tone a bit preturbed.
Her mother's voice calm and matter of fact, "He did not ask."

Through the night the ladies talked of Angelique's amnesia, how she did not recognize her husband or babies. Her craving for the hard whiskey. The way she tried to find a city to take her in, and work. How she would leave when the people around her got too annoying with the silly talk of being a mother and wife. How she went skinny dipping off the beaches of N'Julem only to be found by Queen Sarah. The only person to grant her a home in a city. How Sarah granted her request for a job and took her home and had her dress in more than the mans shirt she had been wearing all night. "Mama, everyone else drove me further from home and family, her actions brought me back to Isk.", Angelique rambled. "Yes dear, she used good judgement. She sent for Isk, while humoring your desires isntead of trying to force the truth upon you. I knew you had to find the truth yourself and you would as soon as you did something on your own that would bring it all back. But it had to be on your own.", Eva spoke with comforting tones as she stroked Angelique's raven hair as if she were still a child.

As the sun drew to the horizon Angelique recalled going home with Isk. How she had no memories but knew he was her husband as he knew the mysteries to the string on her finger that no one else had been able to explain. As he showed her their home nothing seemed to click. When he showed her the harp in the nursery and spoke of how she often played it for the babies, Angelique had given it a try. She could play, but more than playing, the music made her want to dance. Not long into her gypsy dance all her memories came back in a flash. She was home, she was with Isk. She raced up to the master bedroom to hold her children and feed them. How hungry the three of them were with a night away from her. As they returned to sleep, she lay next to Isk until he too fell asleep, reassured.

"Mama", Angelique pondered, "Was it fate that Sarah help me escape the prison of my lost mind and returned me to Isk, just as I helped Rufus escape the prison in Aggoroth and returned him to her?" Leaving her question for her answer herself another day, Eva sat on the shore stroking Angelique's hair as she drifted off for what would turn out to be a long deep sleep, watching the water on the horizon turn orange as the sun slowly rose.