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had
ever strived for. Yes, he had worked hard to make this forest a
good home for all of the creatures, but he did it knowing that his
great destiny was waiting for him. His destiny, not
Kat’s.
    “You know that I don’t want it, Morgan,” Kat
said, able as always to read his emotions before he was hardly
aware of them himself. “I want that prophecy to come true even more
than you do, but... the more I think about it, the more I wonder if
what I’ve been doing, encouraging you in this way, hasn’t actually
been... well, cruel.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Well, if you are never to going to gain any
powers, no matter what you do...”
    Morgan stood away from his cousin,
straightened his back and held up his hand for her to stop
speaking. “I am. The prophecy is going to come true, Kat. I will be the most powerful Vallen of my time and I will attain the destiny that has been laid out for me.”

 
     
Nine
     
    A driana stepped out
into the clearing by the stream. She had walked straight through
the woods, once again searching for Morgan. But she saw no signs of
him.
    He was not here at the stream either. She
looked around. Was there anything that might point her toward where
he had gone? Standing by the water, she scanned the trees for some
sign of a path, of anything at all.
    She couldn’t bear yet another sleepless night
filled not only with visions of Morgan’s eyes, but of the rest of
his body as well. She had to find him. She had to speak with him.
She could not rest until she knew more about this mysterious man.
She also needed to get her sketchbook back, and that, she
recognized, was her best excuse to seek him out.
    As she wandered about the river bank, a
sudden shout and a crash caught Adriana’s attention. It sounded as
if someone or something large had fallen. But that was not the end
of it. Things continued to fall with loud bangs, clangs and
crashes.
    Following the sounds as quickly as she could,
she moved through the thick undergrowth and between narrowly spaced
trees. As she was about to step out from between the closely
growing trees into a clearing, she brought herself up short.
    She had found him! Morgan stood in the middle
of the clearing, in front of a pile of wood with a black metal pot
hanging above it.
    Her heart was suddenly light. Happiness
tingled through her just at the sight of him. He was so very
handsome. Although the men she knew and admired dressed in the
latest styles and Morgan didn’t even have a coat on, he still made
her heart pound in the most awkward manner. It didn’t make sense,
she thought merrily, nearly laughing at her own foolishness.
Suddenly, now that she had found him, she felt utterly,
unreasonably giddy with joy.
    He looked so strong and commanding as he
stood there with his arm outstretched, palm facing the pile of wood
in front of him.
    “Fire!” he commanded.
    Adriana looked at the wood, but there was no
fire there. What was he doing?
    She watched with growing confusion as he now
pointed at the wood with his finger. He shifted his weight on his
booted feet, firmly planting them on the ground, and then said
again in a voice that sent a shiver down Adriana’s spine,
“Fire!”
    An odd sensation came over Adriana, as if
there was a memory just on the edge of her consciousness—but she
could bring it no closer. Somehow, what Morgan was doing resonated
deep within her. A shiver ran across her skin, and she rubbed at
her arms.
    She shook her head, dispelling the thought.
Did he really believe he could start a fire just by pointing at a
pile of wood? The ridiculousness of the situation caught up with
her and she covered her mouth to hold back her giggles.
    Morgan, however, only seemed to have become
angry. He picked up a piece of wood from in front of him and threw
it at the pile, just barely missing the pot that hung suspended
above it.
    “I said, fire!” he shouted at the wood.
    Now he was really being silly, and Adriana
could no longer hold back her