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first child, your first grandchild and your first great-grandchild. Each of them must come to me at the appointed time and serve the Voodoo lords for three years. During that time, any ability they might have from your Elvin blood will be subdued until such a time as they have completed their service.”
    “So I will have children with Cassie?” Tarron asked.
    She didn’t answer right away and the look in her eyes had him narrowing his eyes on her. Her lips pursed as she met his gaze. “You will have heirs with your mate.” She stood and motioned for him to follow her. “Let us begin. I assume you brought me something that belongs to her?”
    Tarron entered into the small shack after the priestess as he pulled the necklace he had taken from Cassie’s dresser from his pocket. “I brought you this.” He held it out to her. “It appears to have been worn quite a lot which means it was against her skin.”
    Chamani took it from him and examined it closely. “It will do. I need something of yours as well. A similar object works best.”
    Tarron pulled his medallion from beneath his shirt. He slipped the chain over his head and looked down at the worn crest. He hadn’t taken it off in over a century, but he figured this was the best possible reason to remove it.”
    “Where did you get this?” Chamani asked him as she turned the medallion over in her hand.
    “It was a gift.” He didn’t elaborate more. There was no reason for the priestess to know anything more.
    “It holds powerful magic.”
    When she realized he wasn’t going to respond, she shrugged and continued gathering items she deemed necessary for the spell. Tarron watched silently, his body rigid with anticipation. Was he cheating? Maybe just a bit, but hell, he was a dark elf. Surely no one expected him to be honest. Trik was no fool. He wouldn’t be waiting for Tarron to come at him in a direct attack. The dark elf assassin, now restored king, would be looking for an underhanded method. He probably even knew to look for him in Voodoo country. What he didn’t know was that he wouldn’t just take Cassie from him, but he would also make her want him. Trik would watch as Cassie fell in love with Tarron. He had first thought he would simply kill Trik, but it would be an even worst fate to have to watch his Chosen choose another.
    The rumble of thunder drew his attention back to the priestess. There was a book that looked to be several centuries old opened in front of her. Next to it there was a shallow bowl that held the two necklaces and some other items and liquids that Tarron was happy not to know the origins of. Her eyes were closed and her lips moved though no sound came from them. The air around him began to churn an electric charge and it danced across his skin. He felt the magic reaching out for him like tendrils as it wrapped around him, binding itself to him. Tarron closed his eyes and leaned his head back soaking in the power of the spell. It would be much more effective if he opened himself to it.
    “It is done.” The priestess’s voice had his eyes snapping open and his head lowering.
    “Will she be aware that something is different?”
    Chamani began to clean off the items before her. “She won’t be knowing that da spell has been cast, but she’ll feel strange. She might be thinking she is becoming ill and feel a need to go somewhere. What she don’t realize is da spell is causing her to want to seek you out. Da full effects of the spell will happen once she be seeing you. It’ll grow more powerful with contact.”
    “And nothing can break it?”
    “Death.”
    “Her death?” Tarron frowned.
    “Or yours.”

Chapter 5
     
    “I’m pretty sure they release something into the air in Vegas that gets the blood pumping and makes even the most frugal, conservative person want to let loose, spend money, and do something stupid that they can tell their grandchildren about.” ~Elora
     
     
    “ H ow much did they take?” Lorsan