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“That’s a brilliant idea.”
Will clapped his hands. “Surely that’s possible.”
Lucy’s voice caught. “How much time do we have before the gods can escape the box?”
“I’m not sure. I can re-trap them, of course, but I worry about the consequences of doing so. Apep is the god of darkness and chaos. If he is trapped within the box indefinitely, over time what will happen to the darkness? The same goes for Bastet. If she remains trapped, the stars could go out or fall from the sky.”
“Ugh, so we’re back to where we started. It doesn’t matter whether I go back to my time or not.” Will threw his hands in the air.
“Not true. You can at least find out if the KPID is still viable in your time. If it isn’t, you’ll know that. If it is, perhaps they can help.”
“Unless the world ends because we have the gods trapped in that damned box.” He poured himself another drink.
“It feels so hopeless,” Lucy cried, putting her face in her hands. “We have so many questions and no real answers.”
Will set down his drink and pulled her into his arms. “Hey, hey, shhhh. It’s okay.”
“I can’t lose you. I love you.” Never in her life had she believed she could find love like this and then to be forced to lose it. “No. I won’t let it happen. There must be something we can do. What about Ra? Is there a way to contact him? We could ask him to destroy the amulet.”
“But if Ra destroys the amulet won’t it make it be impossible for Will and Lucy to see each other?” Dashel voiced that concern.
“Valid point. But if we call him forth, could we ask him to create something that will allow us to be together?”
“It’s possible, but there are no guarantees. I can see if there is a spell to call him forth.” Sebastian didn’t seem excited about it. “If I find a spell, it will take time to get the ingredients together.” He shuddered. “And forcing a god to do anything rarely ends well. We would need to have something to offer him in exchange.”
“We’ll have to figure that one before you perform the spell. Sounds like we’ll have to come up with something, but we really appreciate your help,” Will said, holding on to Lucy more tightly.
“Perhaps we should give Miss Channing and Mr. Godwin a moment alone.” Sebastian stood, escorting Harriet and Dashel from the room.
ELEVEN
NEVER STOP FIGHTING
ALONE, WILL tilted her face up to meet his and kissed her. “Lucy, my love. I’m so sorry.” He kissed her cheeks.
“I’m the one who should be sorry. I never should’ve touched the amulet. Had I listened to my mother, I would be blissfully ignorant of your existence and it would be the same for you. That amulet has caused all kinds of trouble and I don’t know if it’s worth it.” Lucy stepped away from Will and paced back and forth in front of the fireplace. A log cracked, sending sparks into the air.
“Don’t say that. Never say that.” He sought her hand, but she pulled away, picking up the iron leaning against the rock fireplace and pushing around the logs.
“I mean it,” Will continued. “Promise me?” He twined his fingers with hers.
“I promise,” she said, sniffling and wiping at a wayward tear. “Not that it matters.”
“It does matter. We are going to figure this out. I know it.” Will picked up a fresh log and placed it on top of the burning embers. “I think we should stay here and help the duke with research until we find the spell that will call forth Ra.” Will sat beside her and took her hands in his.
“And if there isn’t a spell?” she asked with a sad smile.
“Then at least we will have spent four incredible days together.”
Lucy covered her sob with the back of her hand. “That’s a terrible idea.” Will tucked her head against his chest and stroked her hair where several strands had fallen from the pins. She guessed she looked a sight. “Any other options, Will?” She silently prayed he had
Will clapped his hands. “Surely that’s possible.”
Lucy’s voice caught. “How much time do we have before the gods can escape the box?”
“I’m not sure. I can re-trap them, of course, but I worry about the consequences of doing so. Apep is the god of darkness and chaos. If he is trapped within the box indefinitely, over time what will happen to the darkness? The same goes for Bastet. If she remains trapped, the stars could go out or fall from the sky.”
“Ugh, so we’re back to where we started. It doesn’t matter whether I go back to my time or not.” Will threw his hands in the air.
“Not true. You can at least find out if the KPID is still viable in your time. If it isn’t, you’ll know that. If it is, perhaps they can help.”
“Unless the world ends because we have the gods trapped in that damned box.” He poured himself another drink.
“It feels so hopeless,” Lucy cried, putting her face in her hands. “We have so many questions and no real answers.”
Will set down his drink and pulled her into his arms. “Hey, hey, shhhh. It’s okay.”
“I can’t lose you. I love you.” Never in her life had she believed she could find love like this and then to be forced to lose it. “No. I won’t let it happen. There must be something we can do. What about Ra? Is there a way to contact him? We could ask him to destroy the amulet.”
“But if Ra destroys the amulet won’t it make it be impossible for Will and Lucy to see each other?” Dashel voiced that concern.
“Valid point. But if we call him forth, could we ask him to create something that will allow us to be together?”
“It’s possible, but there are no guarantees. I can see if there is a spell to call him forth.” Sebastian didn’t seem excited about it. “If I find a spell, it will take time to get the ingredients together.” He shuddered. “And forcing a god to do anything rarely ends well. We would need to have something to offer him in exchange.”
“We’ll have to figure that one before you perform the spell. Sounds like we’ll have to come up with something, but we really appreciate your help,” Will said, holding on to Lucy more tightly.
“Perhaps we should give Miss Channing and Mr. Godwin a moment alone.” Sebastian stood, escorting Harriet and Dashel from the room.
ELEVEN
NEVER STOP FIGHTING
ALONE, WILL tilted her face up to meet his and kissed her. “Lucy, my love. I’m so sorry.” He kissed her cheeks.
“I’m the one who should be sorry. I never should’ve touched the amulet. Had I listened to my mother, I would be blissfully ignorant of your existence and it would be the same for you. That amulet has caused all kinds of trouble and I don’t know if it’s worth it.” Lucy stepped away from Will and paced back and forth in front of the fireplace. A log cracked, sending sparks into the air.
“Don’t say that. Never say that.” He sought her hand, but she pulled away, picking up the iron leaning against the rock fireplace and pushing around the logs.
“I mean it,” Will continued. “Promise me?” He twined his fingers with hers.
“I promise,” she said, sniffling and wiping at a wayward tear. “Not that it matters.”
“It does matter. We are going to figure this out. I know it.” Will picked up a fresh log and placed it on top of the burning embers. “I think we should stay here and help the duke with research until we find the spell that will call forth Ra.” Will sat beside her and took her hands in his.
“And if there isn’t a spell?” she asked with a sad smile.
“Then at least we will have spent four incredible days together.”
Lucy covered her sob with the back of her hand. “That’s a terrible idea.” Will tucked her head against his chest and stroked her hair where several strands had fallen from the pins. She guessed she looked a sight. “Any other options, Will?” She silently prayed he had
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