where Dad is, he says, “I think they will threaten at least one of your parents, yes.”
“And I’m the only non-magical one here. I would be the easiest target.” Dad says this matter-of-factly, but his eyes belie his stoicism.
I’m mad now. They better not try to do anything to my parents. If they do, I won’t care what imbalances I create. They’ll pay ten times greater for any pain they cause my family.
Grandma must see the murderous look in my eyes. With steel in her own, she says, “There are protection spells that may be used against all of the Witan’s infinities. As well as spells that can render their spells null and void. We’ll protect your family – whatever it takes.”
This is this first time all day I believe Grandma. Dad is no longer the only one in the room turning into a sociopath. Grandma looks like she’s going to bring eighteen years’ worth of pain to each and every one of the Witan. Go Grandma. Maybe she and I will get to the cookie making, after all.
Dad speaks up from the corner again. “How long do you think we have before they arrive?”
“I would be surprised if they’re not here by tomorrow morning.”
“Do you really think they can prepare in that short of time?” Mom asks. I think she was hoping Grandma would say next week, or even next year. Nope, they’ll be here tomorrow.
“What do we do first?” I ask. I’m all wound up and I need to do something or I’m going to freak out.
Instead of answering me, Grandma focuses on Kallen. “Are you powerful enough to defend against any of these types of magic?”
Kallen is cool and confident as always. “Ekstasis will not work on a Fairy. The Fae are too in tune with their mind and body for them to be separated from each other. It is the difference between how we draw magic – filling ourselves with it as opposed to using it externally as Witches do.”
I can’t decide if he’s slamming Witches or just speaking the facts. Guess it doesn’t matter if he can provide some defense against the Witan. “Do you think I have that ability?”
Kallen looks thoughtful. “I would imagine that is the case. Your magic is internal. You command it from within as I do.”
I’m going to go ahead and trust him on that one. “Okay, one down and six more to go.” I turn to Grandma. “You said that the tree magic will strip away Maeva’s Seduction?”
She nods. “Yes, it will take away any illusions she is creating.”
“What about the scryer? Why is he a danger to us? They already know where we are.”
Mom answers this time. “If the scryer is using his magic, he can see not only where we are but what we are doing, as well. It’s not just locations that he sees.”
Oh, that sucks. “So, we can’t ambush them because he’ll know what we’re doing to prepare and find us if we’re hiding?”
Mom nods. “Right. We won’t have the advantage of surprise on our side.”
Great, a living video recorder. That should make things fun. “What about the Summoner?”
Kallen speaks up. “Fairies are also immune to Summoning spells meant for Witches.”
“What about Summoning spells for Fairies?”
His mouth forms a hard line. “If the magic is still known, it would be effective.”
“The magic is still known,” Grandma says. “We need to shield from both Beren and Davina.”
“How?”
“By creating an illusion. One they can’t latch onto,” Mom says and there’s a gleam in her eyes.
I’m intrigued. “What do you mean?”
“One of my affinities is to create illusions,” Mom says with a smug smile.
A smile also touches Grandma’s lips as she remembers. “Yes, your mother could create an illusion where she was fast asleep in her bed while she was actually outside picking wild flowers or practicing her
“And I’m the only non-magical one here. I would be the easiest target.” Dad says this matter-of-factly, but his eyes belie his stoicism.
I’m mad now. They better not try to do anything to my parents. If they do, I won’t care what imbalances I create. They’ll pay ten times greater for any pain they cause my family.
Grandma must see the murderous look in my eyes. With steel in her own, she says, “There are protection spells that may be used against all of the Witan’s infinities. As well as spells that can render their spells null and void. We’ll protect your family – whatever it takes.”
This is this first time all day I believe Grandma. Dad is no longer the only one in the room turning into a sociopath. Grandma looks like she’s going to bring eighteen years’ worth of pain to each and every one of the Witan. Go Grandma. Maybe she and I will get to the cookie making, after all.
Dad speaks up from the corner again. “How long do you think we have before they arrive?”
“I would be surprised if they’re not here by tomorrow morning.”
“Do you really think they can prepare in that short of time?” Mom asks. I think she was hoping Grandma would say next week, or even next year. Nope, they’ll be here tomorrow.
“What do we do first?” I ask. I’m all wound up and I need to do something or I’m going to freak out.
Instead of answering me, Grandma focuses on Kallen. “Are you powerful enough to defend against any of these types of magic?”
Kallen is cool and confident as always. “Ekstasis will not work on a Fairy. The Fae are too in tune with their mind and body for them to be separated from each other. It is the difference between how we draw magic – filling ourselves with it as opposed to using it externally as Witches do.”
I can’t decide if he’s slamming Witches or just speaking the facts. Guess it doesn’t matter if he can provide some defense against the Witan. “Do you think I have that ability?”
Kallen looks thoughtful. “I would imagine that is the case. Your magic is internal. You command it from within as I do.”
I’m going to go ahead and trust him on that one. “Okay, one down and six more to go.” I turn to Grandma. “You said that the tree magic will strip away Maeva’s Seduction?”
She nods. “Yes, it will take away any illusions she is creating.”
“What about the scryer? Why is he a danger to us? They already know where we are.”
Mom answers this time. “If the scryer is using his magic, he can see not only where we are but what we are doing, as well. It’s not just locations that he sees.”
Oh, that sucks. “So, we can’t ambush them because he’ll know what we’re doing to prepare and find us if we’re hiding?”
Mom nods. “Right. We won’t have the advantage of surprise on our side.”
Great, a living video recorder. That should make things fun. “What about the Summoner?”
Kallen speaks up. “Fairies are also immune to Summoning spells meant for Witches.”
“What about Summoning spells for Fairies?”
His mouth forms a hard line. “If the magic is still known, it would be effective.”
“The magic is still known,” Grandma says. “We need to shield from both Beren and Davina.”
“How?”
“By creating an illusion. One they can’t latch onto,” Mom says and there’s a gleam in her eyes.
I’m intrigued. “What do you mean?”
“One of my affinities is to create illusions,” Mom says with a smug smile.
A smile also touches Grandma’s lips as she remembers. “Yes, your mother could create an illusion where she was fast asleep in her bed while she was actually outside picking wild flowers or practicing her
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