All Chapters of Warrior of the Way: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Tansy Paxton sat in the hospital waiting room, her hands wrapped around a cold cup of coffee, Wanda Patterson beside her, as they both awaited news on Laci Valentine. The leader of the Cauldron Coven forced herself to practice her breathing exercises, doing her best to remain calm and not blame herself for another member of her coven getting hurt. They had just buried the young witch, Rose Tillery; they did not need to mourn another one of their own. Wanda continued to sit there, sipping her third cup of hot tea as she studied the other people in the waiting room. At first she babbled on about random topics, her nerves getting the better of her, her talking a way to control her agitation somehow. Eventually, however, when Tansy wasn't such a willing conversationalist, the older woman drifted into silence, her legs crossed at her ankles as she drank cup after cup of tea. Tansy knew she should help the other woman, but her own regrets consumed her, making her useless to be of any comfor

Laci watched the others leave her room, the feeling that evil things were once again just beginning making her anxious. The vision, if it truly was one, still echoed in her mind, the screams of both Renny and Rose replaying over and over. Was that the Summerlands she had visited? And if it was, did that mean Renny was dead? Surely, if that was the case, someone would have told her by now. No, Laci would choose to believe that Renny was alive and well, and that there was some other reason she had seen her in the Land of the Dead. Still, there were the screams of the others, the anguish and pain. Tansy said the Summerlands were a place of peace and tranquility, so why did it seem the two women were being attacked, cords of magic whipping around them like loose wires? And the demon? How did such a creature get to dwell in the Summerlands? They were supposed to be bound in the Nether with the rest of the Unseelie. None of this made sense.Laci settled her head back on the pillow and closed

The little gnome kept his gaze on the water, the moon shimmering over the surface, as he sat on the wooden railing, his legs dangling over the side. "Your coshey is above us," he said to Rhychard. "He follows you to keep you safe." He shrugged. "We follow the Warrior's Blade in the same way. The ellyll remains close to you as does the Lore Master Apprentice. Even the female you call Buttercup stands by your side." Pux swung around, pulling his knees up to his chest, his arms wrapping around his legs. "The faerie realm may confuse you at times, but the one thing we believe in is loyalty to our family, and that family does not have to be by blood or race. Family is the circle of people that surround you and see you succeed on your journey. They carry you and lift you up, protect you, and fight at your side. The faerie realm is family, and we are here as yours. Today proved the ends we would all go through for each other, even you as you allowed the aswang to remain behind to be with your

Kasula arched a slanted eyebrow at him. "You feel slighted by Kendalais? I am sure the Warrior Master is merely busy."Rhychard shrugged, afterward wondering if his physical body shrugged as well where he sat in the faerie circle. "I don't know if he's busy or avoiding me, and I really don't care. He's left me floundering long enough. Apparently, I have use of magic, but no one has bothered to tell me how to use it or even what it does. You would think the Seelie would want me to know the full extent of my powers if they want me to succeed."Fenian nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. "I am sure the lack in your training is not done with malice intent. You must understand, a human Warrior is as new to the faerie realm as it is to you. They are accustomed to their Warriors already possessing a certain amount of knowledge about what being a Warrior entails, as well as what the limits of their power and strength are. The fact that they need to teach you all this can easily slip their

Renny stood in front of the sliding glass doors, a cup of hot coffee held between her hands as she stared out at Rhychard as he went through his meditation exercises. She wasn't sure what was truly involved when he sent his conscious mind into the sword, even though he had told her all about the Brintohar. Having only been a part of this aspect of Rhychard's life for a short time, she had plenty she needed to catch up on.Taking a sip of her coffee, she turned and walked over to the kitchen table. Pux and Drimzie sat in the middle of the table, legs crossed in front of them as they split a long slice of bacon. Pyke was perched in front of the television watching reruns of Happy Days, while Fist hid in the kitchen cupboard that Renny set up for them. The gnomes were a quirky bunch, but they were growing on her.She had already spoken to Laci that morning, making sure the other woman was doing all right, and promising they would do their best to get out to see her. The two of them had al