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that make me want to kiss them . Oh, man. This is not a wise idea. I am sure it will end badly for one, or both, of us.
A nother rush of bitterness towards my grandmother flows through me. I am positive now that I will never forgive her for this. Unfortunately, since time moves slower in this realm, I will have a thousand or so years to build up even more resentment.
I am pulled out of my reverie by Xandra asking how I was able to come to this realm with the gateways closed. I explain how her mother had helped make things murky about who could travel between realms. I also explain how the traveler would need a personal effect from Dagda.
“You mean like his hair?” Yes, s he is definitely as astute as a raisin . I cannot pretend enthusiasm at her figuring such a small thing out. More questions ensue until she understands. Finally.
“And even though you hate humans and Witches, you took it upon yourself to come here and save us all?”
I guess some of my reluctance to be here is apparent. Possibly because I have not been trying to hide it. “As I said, Maurelle and Olwyn are strong , even with their tainted blood. It had to be a true blooded Fairy who followed them to this realm. I took the burden upon myself.” Actually, f orced into it by a woman I thought loved me like her own son. Now, I know differently.
There is that cute little eye roll, again. Perhaps if I simply stopped looking at her, I would not notice such things. “You are such a liar.”
True. I am about to tell her what I really think about being here , when the Witch interrupts our banter. “Xandra, we can’t discount what he’s saying just because we don’t like it.” Turning to me, she asks, “Would you be willing to take a blood oath?”
I am slightly taken aback by her turn around. Is this some sort of trick? Xandra may not worry about her safety, but I am certainly worried about mine. “That would, of course, depend on the oath, ” I say.
“Would you be willing to protect Xandra as you would your own life?”
The word, ‘Yes’ jumps out of my mouth too quickly to close my lips on it. I believe my mind has been hijacked by other parts of me that find Xandra attractive. But, if this is what it takes to get them to prepare for Maurelle and Olwyin’s attack, then so be it. With the proper wording, blood oaths can easily be manipulated. The sooner this is all done, the sooner I can get out of here.
Xandra is starting to look nervous, now. “Uh, Mom, what are you thinking?”
The Witch looks unhappy now, more than she did the first time she met me . “I am thinking that the best way to protect you may be to let someone stronger, someone who knows the ways of the Fae, protect you.”
My heart sinks into my chest as I realize that I never thought Xandra’s parents would agree to sending her off with me. Maybe they love her as much as Grandmother supposedly loves me . I am appalled by the duplicity in both mine and Xandra’s lives.
Apparently, Xandra is not any more accepting of the idea than I am. “Mom, no! I’ve known him for what, a day? I’ve known you my whole life. I would rather take my chances with you than with someone who so obviously hates me like he does!”
I lift an eyebrow at that . “I do not recall telling you that I hated you.” That earn s me a glare .
“Maybe not in those words , but it comes through loud and clear in everything else you say.” Turning back to the Witch, she says, “Please, send him back outside and let’s do what you were always planning to do. You protect me.”
The Witch is obviously torn between giving in to her child , who is about to have another temper tantrum, or taking the path of reason. I wish the path of reason did not include me. If I could take back everything that has happened in the last hour, I would.
“I think his plan may be better. I need to discuss all
A nother rush of bitterness towards my grandmother flows through me. I am positive now that I will never forgive her for this. Unfortunately, since time moves slower in this realm, I will have a thousand or so years to build up even more resentment.
I am pulled out of my reverie by Xandra asking how I was able to come to this realm with the gateways closed. I explain how her mother had helped make things murky about who could travel between realms. I also explain how the traveler would need a personal effect from Dagda.
“You mean like his hair?” Yes, s he is definitely as astute as a raisin . I cannot pretend enthusiasm at her figuring such a small thing out. More questions ensue until she understands. Finally.
“And even though you hate humans and Witches, you took it upon yourself to come here and save us all?”
I guess some of my reluctance to be here is apparent. Possibly because I have not been trying to hide it. “As I said, Maurelle and Olwyn are strong , even with their tainted blood. It had to be a true blooded Fairy who followed them to this realm. I took the burden upon myself.” Actually, f orced into it by a woman I thought loved me like her own son. Now, I know differently.
There is that cute little eye roll, again. Perhaps if I simply stopped looking at her, I would not notice such things. “You are such a liar.”
True. I am about to tell her what I really think about being here , when the Witch interrupts our banter. “Xandra, we can’t discount what he’s saying just because we don’t like it.” Turning to me, she asks, “Would you be willing to take a blood oath?”
I am slightly taken aback by her turn around. Is this some sort of trick? Xandra may not worry about her safety, but I am certainly worried about mine. “That would, of course, depend on the oath, ” I say.
“Would you be willing to protect Xandra as you would your own life?”
The word, ‘Yes’ jumps out of my mouth too quickly to close my lips on it. I believe my mind has been hijacked by other parts of me that find Xandra attractive. But, if this is what it takes to get them to prepare for Maurelle and Olwyin’s attack, then so be it. With the proper wording, blood oaths can easily be manipulated. The sooner this is all done, the sooner I can get out of here.
Xandra is starting to look nervous, now. “Uh, Mom, what are you thinking?”
The Witch looks unhappy now, more than she did the first time she met me . “I am thinking that the best way to protect you may be to let someone stronger, someone who knows the ways of the Fae, protect you.”
My heart sinks into my chest as I realize that I never thought Xandra’s parents would agree to sending her off with me. Maybe they love her as much as Grandmother supposedly loves me . I am appalled by the duplicity in both mine and Xandra’s lives.
Apparently, Xandra is not any more accepting of the idea than I am. “Mom, no! I’ve known him for what, a day? I’ve known you my whole life. I would rather take my chances with you than with someone who so obviously hates me like he does!”
I lift an eyebrow at that . “I do not recall telling you that I hated you.” That earn s me a glare .
“Maybe not in those words , but it comes through loud and clear in everything else you say.” Turning back to the Witch, she says, “Please, send him back outside and let’s do what you were always planning to do. You protect me.”
The Witch is obviously torn between giving in to her child , who is about to have another temper tantrum, or taking the path of reason. I wish the path of reason did not include me. If I could take back everything that has happened in the last hour, I would.
“I think his plan may be better. I need to discuss all
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