back home. I’m sorry my disappearing act pulled you away from your mission, but you can’t change fate and fate has chosen him for you.”
Fate or Elder Isis. C arissa recalled what the Elder said to her the day she departed to come in search of Faede.
“Be safe young guardian. Remember the skills I taught you. Heed the warnings of your dragon. If she becomes antsy, then there is something lurking near you that you cannot see or smell. Be safe and return with your Sister Guardian. I have a feeling you will succeed on this journey. I have a feeling you will return with more than you expect.”
“He’s waiting for you,” Faede whispered.
“But he’s never seen me. What if he doesn’t like the way I look? What if I’m not the kind of mate he’s dreamed of?”
Before Faede responded, Bruce chimed in.
“Time is of the utmost importance. I’ll leave you two here while I go and find the key to the handcuffs; when I return I will have your mate with me.”
Bruce kissed Faede on the top of her head, and then disappeared.
“He’s really your mate?” Carissa asked.
Faede nodded her head and smiled proudly.
“Congratulations. I like your real form better.”
Faede switched back into her true form.
A noise down the hall startled the two women. Someone was coming.
“Get under the bed,” Carissa whispered.
Faede slid underneath the cot while Carissa climbed on the bed and pretended to be asleep. Two ghouls passed by staring into each cell. Once they passed by, Faede climbed from under the cot. She wiped the dust off her dress.
“It’s nasty under there,” she said.
Carissa sat up. “Here, get in the bed with me. I’ll throw the covers over you when they come back through, so they won’t be able to see you.”
Faede climbed over Carissa and pulled the covers up to her chest.
“So, what’s their plan for getting us out of here?” Carissa asked.
“I have no idea.”
“I know you’re mated now and all, but we still have a village to restore back home. We still have young warlocks who have not come into their power, yet, to protect. The witches of the Black Coven are still trying to destroy our Coven. There is a lot to be done, Faede. Couldn’t this mating of yours have waited a few years?”
“I know we have a broken Coven back home and I know my mating has come at a bad time,” Faede said. “In my dream, Bruce was there in the village helping us. I think in the end we will succeed and I believe he is the one to help us. In my dream, the Black Coven feared him. I need him, our Coven needs him.”
Carissa bit her lip. “Was he there also…my mate?”
“I’m sorry Carissa. In that dream, I only saw me and my mate.”
“That’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. I know how you think. Everything has to make sense to you, or you don’t believe in it. Well, love doesn’t make sense. Sometimes, you have to follow your heart.”
Easier said than done, her heart didn’t have a brain. How did one follow their heart?
She knew nothing of love between a man and woman, all she knew was lust.
“I know a place where we can lay low until Lana stops looking for us.” She needed to think about something other than mates and love.
“Great,” Faede said. “I wish he would hurry up. The longer he takes, the more worried I’m going to get.”
Both women lay side by side and thought of their mates.
* * * *
It was easy for Bruce to find the key to the handcuffs. He knew Lana kept it hidden in her library, in a wall safe with a combination lock. Lucky for him, the combination for the lock was the same as the combination for the front gate. Bruce opened the small safe and pulled out the golden key. It was a master key which unlocked all the handcuffs on all the captives. He closed the safe and turned around, putting the key into his pocket.
“Well, well.” The ghoul in front of him smiled. “Does Mistress Lana know you have the master key, Bruce?”
Bruce sneered at the ghoul.
Fate or Elder Isis. C arissa recalled what the Elder said to her the day she departed to come in search of Faede.
“Be safe young guardian. Remember the skills I taught you. Heed the warnings of your dragon. If she becomes antsy, then there is something lurking near you that you cannot see or smell. Be safe and return with your Sister Guardian. I have a feeling you will succeed on this journey. I have a feeling you will return with more than you expect.”
“He’s waiting for you,” Faede whispered.
“But he’s never seen me. What if he doesn’t like the way I look? What if I’m not the kind of mate he’s dreamed of?”
Before Faede responded, Bruce chimed in.
“Time is of the utmost importance. I’ll leave you two here while I go and find the key to the handcuffs; when I return I will have your mate with me.”
Bruce kissed Faede on the top of her head, and then disappeared.
“He’s really your mate?” Carissa asked.
Faede nodded her head and smiled proudly.
“Congratulations. I like your real form better.”
Faede switched back into her true form.
A noise down the hall startled the two women. Someone was coming.
“Get under the bed,” Carissa whispered.
Faede slid underneath the cot while Carissa climbed on the bed and pretended to be asleep. Two ghouls passed by staring into each cell. Once they passed by, Faede climbed from under the cot. She wiped the dust off her dress.
“It’s nasty under there,” she said.
Carissa sat up. “Here, get in the bed with me. I’ll throw the covers over you when they come back through, so they won’t be able to see you.”
Faede climbed over Carissa and pulled the covers up to her chest.
“So, what’s their plan for getting us out of here?” Carissa asked.
“I have no idea.”
“I know you’re mated now and all, but we still have a village to restore back home. We still have young warlocks who have not come into their power, yet, to protect. The witches of the Black Coven are still trying to destroy our Coven. There is a lot to be done, Faede. Couldn’t this mating of yours have waited a few years?”
“I know we have a broken Coven back home and I know my mating has come at a bad time,” Faede said. “In my dream, Bruce was there in the village helping us. I think in the end we will succeed and I believe he is the one to help us. In my dream, the Black Coven feared him. I need him, our Coven needs him.”
Carissa bit her lip. “Was he there also…my mate?”
“I’m sorry Carissa. In that dream, I only saw me and my mate.”
“That’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. I know how you think. Everything has to make sense to you, or you don’t believe in it. Well, love doesn’t make sense. Sometimes, you have to follow your heart.”
Easier said than done, her heart didn’t have a brain. How did one follow their heart?
She knew nothing of love between a man and woman, all she knew was lust.
“I know a place where we can lay low until Lana stops looking for us.” She needed to think about something other than mates and love.
“Great,” Faede said. “I wish he would hurry up. The longer he takes, the more worried I’m going to get.”
Both women lay side by side and thought of their mates.
* * * *
It was easy for Bruce to find the key to the handcuffs. He knew Lana kept it hidden in her library, in a wall safe with a combination lock. Lucky for him, the combination for the lock was the same as the combination for the front gate. Bruce opened the small safe and pulled out the golden key. It was a master key which unlocked all the handcuffs on all the captives. He closed the safe and turned around, putting the key into his pocket.
“Well, well.” The ghoul in front of him smiled. “Does Mistress Lana know you have the master key, Bruce?”
Bruce sneered at the ghoul.
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