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to stay at her place, and she healed him. She didn’t do it with medicine. She did it with magic.”
“He went forward in time?” I gasped and raised my voice so I would sound interested rather than confused. Clearly, he was indulging me in some sort of fairy tale, but the lack of lead up to the story caught me off guard.
“Yeah, but we go back in time and then forward again all the time around here. I actually live in the year sixteen forty-nine, but I was born in New York City in the year two thousand and eight.”
I did some quick math in my head. The young boy was six, or nearly seven, with an imagination to rival just about anyone, I was sure.
“Well, that is just amazing. What has you staying at the castle now?”
“Oh, well that’s a bit of a long story.”
I couldn’t wait to hear what he came up with. Giving my watch a quick glance, I nodded and settled in for a tale.
“I’ve got time. Tell me everything.”
Callum hoped Sydney would be back in the kitchen by now. He didn’t want to enter his bedchamber to retrieve the pair of shoes he left while she was there. If he did, she would know he’d moved out just to give her a bedroom, and he knew she wouldn’t want that.
The tower would suit him just fine, though. Anne had a comfy cot placed near the heater, and he could always run over to Orick’s when he needed a shower.
He heard the sound of voices as he approached and nearly turned away to come back at a later time, but when he heard the words being said, he stopped short outside the doorway.
“Let me get this straight. Almost everyone living at the castle now actually lives back in time, and each morning they travel down a staircase outside into the past?”
Who was Sydney with? Which one of them would be so foolish to tell her about the magic outright? More than that, why did Sydney not sound horrified by the revelation? Was it possible that he’d been wrong about her, and she really had known all along?
Callum took a step closer to listen in further.
“Yep. That’s right.”
Cooper’s voice. The boy hadn’t been present when everyone decided their plans about Sydney, but his mother told Callum herself that she’d spoken with Cooper about keeping quiet about the magic. Why would he disobey her?
“Wow. And this staircase…do you think you have time to show me it before supper?”
He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to intervene now before Cooper saw fit to drag the lass back into his own time. He stepped into the room, announcing his presence with a reprimand he directed at Cooper.
“Lad, did yer mother not speak with ye about how we were to interact with our guest?”
Before Cooper had time to respond, Sydney approached him and laid a hand on his shoulder. A jolt of longing shot through him at her touch.
“He’s fine. He hasn’t bothered me at all, I promise. Somebody should really get this little fellow a notepad and some paper because he could be a writer. I’ve never seen a kid with such a vivid imagination.”
Callum audibly sighed in relief at the realization that she didn’t believe a word of Cooper’s stories.
“Aye, he does that.” Callum glared at Cooper in an effort to keep him from saying more, but it was too late. The lad was already on his feet and ready to defend himself.
“Imagination? I wasn’t making any of that up, Callum, and you know it. Tell her. I don’t want her to think I was just lying to her.”
Callum pulled away from Sydney and moved to crouch down beside Cooper. He whispered his words to the boy. He hoped Sydney stood far enough away not to hear his words.
“Cooper, what are ye doing? Dinna ye give yer mother yer word that ye wouldna do this?”
The boy’s eyes grew wide with regret as he answered.
“Yeah, I did promise her. I know I did. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Every time she asks me a question, I can’t say anything but the absolute truth. I try. I think of what
“He went forward in time?” I gasped and raised my voice so I would sound interested rather than confused. Clearly, he was indulging me in some sort of fairy tale, but the lack of lead up to the story caught me off guard.
“Yeah, but we go back in time and then forward again all the time around here. I actually live in the year sixteen forty-nine, but I was born in New York City in the year two thousand and eight.”
I did some quick math in my head. The young boy was six, or nearly seven, with an imagination to rival just about anyone, I was sure.
“Well, that is just amazing. What has you staying at the castle now?”
“Oh, well that’s a bit of a long story.”
I couldn’t wait to hear what he came up with. Giving my watch a quick glance, I nodded and settled in for a tale.
“I’ve got time. Tell me everything.”
Callum hoped Sydney would be back in the kitchen by now. He didn’t want to enter his bedchamber to retrieve the pair of shoes he left while she was there. If he did, she would know he’d moved out just to give her a bedroom, and he knew she wouldn’t want that.
The tower would suit him just fine, though. Anne had a comfy cot placed near the heater, and he could always run over to Orick’s when he needed a shower.
He heard the sound of voices as he approached and nearly turned away to come back at a later time, but when he heard the words being said, he stopped short outside the doorway.
“Let me get this straight. Almost everyone living at the castle now actually lives back in time, and each morning they travel down a staircase outside into the past?”
Who was Sydney with? Which one of them would be so foolish to tell her about the magic outright? More than that, why did Sydney not sound horrified by the revelation? Was it possible that he’d been wrong about her, and she really had known all along?
Callum took a step closer to listen in further.
“Yep. That’s right.”
Cooper’s voice. The boy hadn’t been present when everyone decided their plans about Sydney, but his mother told Callum herself that she’d spoken with Cooper about keeping quiet about the magic. Why would he disobey her?
“Wow. And this staircase…do you think you have time to show me it before supper?”
He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to intervene now before Cooper saw fit to drag the lass back into his own time. He stepped into the room, announcing his presence with a reprimand he directed at Cooper.
“Lad, did yer mother not speak with ye about how we were to interact with our guest?”
Before Cooper had time to respond, Sydney approached him and laid a hand on his shoulder. A jolt of longing shot through him at her touch.
“He’s fine. He hasn’t bothered me at all, I promise. Somebody should really get this little fellow a notepad and some paper because he could be a writer. I’ve never seen a kid with such a vivid imagination.”
Callum audibly sighed in relief at the realization that she didn’t believe a word of Cooper’s stories.
“Aye, he does that.” Callum glared at Cooper in an effort to keep him from saying more, but it was too late. The lad was already on his feet and ready to defend himself.
“Imagination? I wasn’t making any of that up, Callum, and you know it. Tell her. I don’t want her to think I was just lying to her.”
Callum pulled away from Sydney and moved to crouch down beside Cooper. He whispered his words to the boy. He hoped Sydney stood far enough away not to hear his words.
“Cooper, what are ye doing? Dinna ye give yer mother yer word that ye wouldna do this?”
The boy’s eyes grew wide with regret as he answered.
“Yeah, I did promise her. I know I did. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Every time she asks me a question, I can’t say anything but the absolute truth. I try. I think of what
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