points to my side, where my hoodie is stained with blood.
Rhydian explains what happened and that he healed me. They back up, and the one with bruised knuckles turns around and sits in the lazy boy chair. I’m in a living room of some kind. The logs on the outside wall gave away that we’re in a log cabin. There is a small fire in the fireplace lighting up the room and giving off heat. It’s the only thing comforting and familiar in the room.
I turn to Rhydian. “Where are we? Who are these…guys?”
All except the one in the lazy boy chair smile at me.
“Guardians,” Rhydian says in a low voice.
“Hel-lo,” I sputter to them. All return the greeting, except the one in the lazy boy. He seems to be sizing me up.
“How about we get you cleaned up.” Rhydian says and guides me out of the room toward the stairs that are just outside the living room. I don’t know why I’m blindly following him, except that if he wanted me dead he could have done it back in the woods. He said my father sent him and I believe that, totally sounds like my over protective father. I don’t know where I am, if I am to get home I’m going to need Rhydian to take me back.
When we get to the top of the stairs Rhydian turns right in the hallway. I yawn and cover my mouth. In both directions there are closed doors. He opens a door and I walk in, past me he opens a door across the room that reveals a bathroom.
“Thank you,” I say.
I go to close the bathroom door, when Rhydian stops me.
“Willow, there are shirts and clothes in the dresser over there. Feel free to use this room, if you want to lay down… anything. I’ll be down stairs.”
“Can’t you just take me home?” I ask.
Rhydian looks at the floor, “no, I have instructions to keep you away from there right now.”
“Instructions?” My voice hitches. He’s still avoiding my eyes. “What? What is going on?” He doesn’t answer right away. It’s unnerving I go to the sink with the door open and wash my hands and splash water on my face. Patting my face dry I turn toward the bedroom and Rhydian is sitting on the bed.
He looks at me and says, “we’re off grid. Your father and mine feel there is a coo of some kind going on at the high coven. As soon as the coast is clear, I’ll get you to your father.”
“He didn’t tell me any of this.” I pull the hair tie from my wrist and put my hair up out of the way. I unzip my hoodie and take it off. It’s completely ruined. I gaze over my shoulder and see my shirt is looking just as bad as the hoodie. Pulling open the dresser drawer I find tee shirts folded. I grab the black on top and walk into the bathroom to slip it on.
“When did you talk to my father last?” I ask from the bathroom.
“It was my father who contacted me, when I was on my way to find you.” He says back to me.
The shirt was three sizes too big. I gather it on the side and tie a knot so it fits better to me. I walk out and Rhydian stands up fast. I shake off the fact his eyes are wide and looking me over, probably because I still feel a mess.
“I need to call my friends and let them know I’m okay. I totally disappeared on them, they probably called the police.” I paced the room thinking about Daniel and how I left him. The strange reaction of Emily. Oh God, how am I going to explain any of this to them.
Rhydian steps in front of me and halts me. “Tell me how you know a Valkyrie? I saw her acknowledge you.”
I start to chuckle, but his eyes are serious. “Emily’s been my friend for over three years. She’s just Emily, I don’t even know what a Valkyrie is.”
“A Valkyrie is a chooser of the heroic slain warriors, were they turn immortal as einherjar, that fight under Valkyrie command. They’ve been around since before old times through the Norse plane, before it was destroyed. Typically, when you see a Valkyrie it means death.” Rhydian says his brows raised.
The lazy boy Guardian is in the doorway his eyebrows
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