Chapter A Noni and a Bit of White
Deep Country Inn, Paladines
Raese of the present concluded his night at the Deep Country Inn. Though it wasn’t a tavern persay. Many of the Deep Country residents knew they could pick up a dram there without leaving the Paladines.
And I’ve had a bit too much dram.
Rodger had met him there.
Thankfully without the mistresses. And they’d had a good time laughing and drinking. It felt familiar, comfortable. And for a brief moment Raese had looked up and saw a man sitting across from him he didn’t recognize. Like a flicker of memory. A man with long wheat colored hair and laughing blue-green eyes who’d grinned stupidly.
But Raese had blinked and the image had gone. Who was that?
Raese of the present now stumbled home on exhausted feet, far too tired and bleary eyed to try and drive his carriage back.
I’ll send a footman. Safer that way. He was rather enjoying the night walk. The wind blew over him like a gentle massage and it helped slow his thoughts.
For a second he thought he glimpsed something in his peripheral. A dark bounding shape but when he glanced over, he dismissed it as a rock.
Then he saw something else. A white blur. Like lightening cut down the road and shot up onto the hill to overturn the black mound.
He glanced up thinking it was some strange storm. But it was a clear night with crystal stars. The blur moved again and Raese was sure, even in his inebriated state. That is not lightening.
He felt eyes. Something is watching me. A brush of movement passed the back of his leg and he yelped turning around startled. Shocked to see the white blur shooting through the trees and vanishing in the distance as though his sound had startled it.
What the hell was that?
Dread magic. Had to be. He decided to get home. Quickly.
WhiteHall, Harridan Hamlet, Paladines
He was already stripping his overcoat and cravat without the help of his manservant as he kicked open his chamber door. Freezing in the doorway.
What I’d hoped to see all night.
Right here. In my chamber.
The hazy outline sat on the edge of his bed, head in her hands. Tears streaming her face as she blurred in and out.
“Calisto!” He roared. Making her head shoot up. He ran to the edge of the bed. Skidding on his knees before her. His hands fluttered, as he registered he couldn’t pick up hers. He looked imploringly into the pretty eyes he knew so well. “I swore to protect you as long as you live, I remember!”
Her jaw gaped at his words.
Shocked I remember…Finally.
“And so, help me, if you’re still alive wherever you are, I will find you. I’ll get to you…”
She stared at him with the most beautiful blue eyes.
Yes, it’s true. I mean it with every fiber of my being.
“I’m coming for you, My Love.”
Her mouth moved, but no words came. Despite how hard he focused on them.
When she faded from the room, he reached for her. Feeling only the cold edge of the bed where she’d sat.
Shaking his head, he roared in frustration. The cry of his beast.
Waking the household.
When his head dropped forward, his eyes were emerald stones. “I’m coming for you.”