Chapter Sixty Nine: Dark Arts

6. Dark Arts

Deva

I am the sea witch of this realm. Nobody dares to come to my waters unless they want to die. That's why I get a surprise when a young woman steps right in yelling my name. “Deva! Sea witch! I seek your assistance.”

My assistance? Who does the girl think she's speaking to? Her friend or mother? I try to ignore her but what she says next awakes even my watery pit for a heart. “I've lost my child...all of my children. I can never have a child now!” Poor rude thing. Maybe I should get up and see what she wants. I rose from the water where I resided for two million years now. She seemed to be startled but amazed too. Must be my beauty. We sea witches have the power to enchant and ever lasting beauty.

“What thy seek in my waters?” I asked her. At first she seems to suffer a loss of words which annoys me. I hate it when someone wakes me up for nothing. “Speak or die!” I threaten to get the ball rolling. It's either she talks her mind or she becomes my dinner.

“I am Evang