I’m going to say, but instead something else comes out. Do you think Sydney is a witch, Callum?”
Callum looked back over his shoulder to see that Sydney had politely stepped away from them.
“She’s not a witch, Cooper. What are ye doing in here anyway?”
“It was Morna’s idea. Mom told me I should wait until supper to meet her, but then Morna suggested that she might be kind of sleepy and I should make her some coffee. So I did.”
The potion. Understanding hit him immediately. Somehow, Morna knew he’d not given it to Sydney. He spotted the tray holding Cooper’s coffee and noticed the basin of cream right away.
“Cooper, ye never serve coffee with cream. Morna gave it to ye, aye?”
The boy nodded. His furrowed brow told Callum how confused he was.
“And ye tasted this cream, aye?”
“Yeah, but only after Sydney tried it and told me that it was the worst coffee she’d ever tasted. I had to make sure it wasn’t actually my coffee that tasted bad because we all know that’s not possible.”
“O’course. Ye are the master of coffee, lad. Doona worry. I’m not mad at ye. This is Morna’s fault, not yers. She spelled the cream. Ye canna lie. I imagine, neither can Sydney. Have ye asked her anything since she drank this?”
Cooper shook his head and leaned in closer to whisper to him.
“No. She wouldn’t stop asking me stuff. It’s exhausting telling that much truth.”
Callum chuckled and moved to usher the boy from the room.
“Aye, go and take a rest then. I’ll clear all of this up with Morna. See ye at supper.”
Once Cooper was gone, Callum turned to face Sydney. She didn’t look pleased with him at all.
“I think you hurt his feelings. You really didn’t need to scold him, Callum. I enjoyed his company. He was just telling stories. Isn’t that what children do?”
“Not stories like that, lass. Doona worry, he’s fine. He served ye some bad coffee, aye?”
He watched as her face distorted at the mere mention of it.
“Oh my gosh, it was the worst thing I’ve ever tasted. And you know what? I actually said that to him. What’s the matter with me? What happened in my mind at that moment that made me think it was okay to insult a little boy’s efforts like that?”
“Nothing is wrong with ye, lass. Though I’m afraid ye will have many instances this night where ye are surprised at the things ye say.”
She stepped toward him, and he moved from her path so she could pass him. She bobbed her head toward the door so he would follow her as she walked.
“I need to go back down to the kitchen. You’re welcome to come along if you’d like. I could use some help hauling some of the food upstairs. What did you mean by that? Why would I be surprised by anything that comes out of my own mouth?”
There was no need for him to explain. It wouldn’t be long before she knew exactly what he meant.
“Come dinner, ye will understand, and I couldna be more sorry for it.”
CHAPTER 12
“Are ye pleased with yerself, Morna? Are ye happy that ye’ve gone and spelled young Cooper?”
Morna already knew what happened with the potion. Otherwise, Callum knew she wouldn’t be waiting for him in the tower. Her eyes looked as guilty as he’d ever seen them.
“No, I am not happy. I’m not happy about the mix-up, and I’m not happy that I had to be the one to give her the potion. If ye’d done what ye said ye would, none of this would’ve happened. Why dinna ye give it to her this morning, Callum?”
How could she possibly have known? He still held the vial inside his shoe.
“I dinna give it to her because there was no reason to do so. She knew nothing of the magic until Cooper told her.”
“And…” Morna leaned forward as if expecting him to continue.
“And what?”
“Did she seem surprised at his mention of the magic?”
“She dinna believe him. She thought he was telling her a tale.”
Morna scoffed and threw her head back
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