The witch sat in front of Wes, holding a burning incense and waving it to spread the smoke."You are to be the king someday and I owed it to Aurum."Wes shifted his weight from one side to another, disliking the politics that seemed to follow him everywhere."I will be sure to remember this."The old witch looked at Willow, soundly sleeping."Tell me something, why does it have to be this girl?"Wes looked at her peaceful sleeping face too, and before he could form an answer, she woke up with a start, feeling like she was falling down a flight of stairs. Her heart was racing and her breathing was frantic. She let out a gasp and looked at Wes and the witch."What is it?" he asked.She shook her head and sat upright."Just a weird dream." A weird ominous dream. Maybe it was a warning."I will get everything ready," the witch said before leaving the room."What is she getting ready?" Willow asked as she straightened her back.Wes got off the floor and she followed soon."What was your dr
Once Wes and Willow were out of the market, they found themselves near the edge of a cliff. The wind picked up speed, and Willow wrapped her arms around her body.A man dressed in long black robes, a leather belt around his waist, and black boots with a thick maroon scarf draped around his neck and shoulders appeared to be waiting for them nearby. His hair was black, with gray patches on either side above the ears.“I am Byron, and I will be guiding you to the priest. Please follow me.”As they walked and climbed, the forest grew denser, and when they finally arrived at the location, Willow's mouth dropped. Wes was equally enthralled.A waterfall that was surrounded by the environment's lush greenery appeared. They were enveloped by the sounds of nature, including owls, crickets, chirping birds, and rustling leaves."You must go through the waterfall," Byron said before taking his leave."How... we're going to get all wet..." Willow whispered but continued to follow Wes.They stepped
Wes and Willow waited for Byron to accompany them to the location where the high priest would cast the spell. They stood at the bottom of a stone staircase leading up a hill somewhere in the mountains of Heiroland.The sky's white clouds had now turned dark."Are you sure about this?" Wes asked.She waited a few seconds before answering."Isn't this why you needed me here? You knew about this, didn't you?""Yes, but I'm not going to force you into anything."She looked straight ahead at the stone stairs."We are on a path now, either of self-destruction or endless glory."They climbed the stairs and about halfway, found the mage waiting on one of the steps for them. He was leaning against the worn wooden fence."Welcome to the second tier of Hieroland," Byron said. "Everything is ready for the ceremony. Would you like to change into something more suitable?""No, we will head straight to the ceremony," the prince said."Alright," he replied, displeased, and led the way.Willow looked
Following the ceremony, Willow departed to change. Wes took a seat in one of the chairs that were set up next to the aisle.The priest came to sit beside the prince before he spoke."I have never interfered, never bothered to warn the people who came before you because who was I to stop them from a hopeful journey that would perish in misery?"Wes looked at him, eyebrows raised. He said nothing and waited for him to continue."I pity the human you dragged into this. A human has no place in this world, let alone the path you are about to take her on."Wes looked back in the direction of the tent."She is tough. Besides, she is here by free will."The priest did not comment further and stood up to leave.Willow emerged from the tent wearing her usual attire. Wes noticed her and stood up, turning to face the mage who was standing on the right side of the aisle."We would like to return now.""Oh," Byron exclaimed, "I'm afraid that isn't possible, your highness. I had to notify the queen
She gave him a blank look before her face started to flush. She tried to maintain her composure as she retreated back into the couch to put some space between them. "Thank you for the generous and unchivalrous offer but I think I'll be better off somewhere else," saying that, she slipped from under his arms, got up from the couch, and ran past him and out of the room. In the hallway, Willow made her way to the balcony next to the stairwell. She tried to breathe in some fresh air while fanning her face with her hands. She stood with her arms resting on the ledge, looking over the enormous, olive-green trees that appeared black in the dark. She heard footsteps but didn't turn around to look because she was half expecting it to be Wes. "You shouldn't be out alone." Willow found the concierge from earlier standing beside her on the balcony. "Why not?" "A human, alone, in a place filled with vampires and witches? I don't think I need to explain any further. Your husband might not lik
The lodge's visitors had retired to their rooms late at night. The night was quiet except for the owls' hoots and the bats flying overhead. Esmeray sat behind the counter, bored and ready to fall asleep. She was covering a shift for her friend and made a mental note never to do it again. When self-pinching failed to keep her awake, she washed her face in cold water. She took a book on basic spells and began reading before getting back behind the counter. Although she was forbidden from using magic outside of her lessons, she needed to do something to keep herself from dozing off and no one was around to witness it. She took a piece of paper in her hand and focused on it while reading the spell from the book. A short while later, blue flames engulfed the paper. Just as she had started the fire, Esmeray extinguished it. She then used magic to light the fireplace, but she realized that anyone who happened to be nearby would be able to see the magical flames, so she extinguished it imme
Willow awoke on her old bed in her father's home, in the room she had slept in as a child. It had been a day since s She had returned from the "trip". She had once again passed out on the way home from Hieroland and believed Wes had carried her. She had to make up more lies when her father questioned her about her reappearance, such as how she had finished her project early and could spend the weekend at home.After her mid-day nap, she yawned and stretched before noticing the evening sun was low in the sky. On her nightstand was a note from Wes."I am going back to the city. Rest assured, you will see me again."She scoffed. Her mind had been racing with numerous thoughts for hours, and a headache had been developing now. She remained in bed until her father checked on her and was shocked to see that his daughter had a fever. He made soup for her and after making sure that she drank it in its entirety, he gave her the medicine. After that, she dozed off and awoke at midnight. She no
She heard the sound of the door opening. "Willow?" "Luke?" She exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" A perplexed Luke stood holding the door open before he stepped out. "What am I doing here? Ha ha... I live here. What are you doing here?" "I...I am looking for somebody." "Well, you clearly have the wrong house. Unless you were looking for me," he winked. "Sorry, but I'm taken." "Taken by delusion, no doubt," she scoffed and murmured under her breath. "Look around. There's no other house here. I'm sure this is the right place." "What's with all the noise?" Wes walked sluggishly to the door while pushing his hair back. "See, I was right!" She squealed. Willow sat on the sofa in the huge living room which was a contrast to what the house looked like from the outside. The house was surprisingly clean, and though it didn't look like something out of an inter