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“If you read on, you won’t find an answer to that, but it does say only the immortal who cast the spell, or someone in the direct bloodline of that immortal, can release the prisoner.
“And this helps us, how?” I was frustrated.
“Well, we know now that you can free him if you reverse the spell.”
“I need to know the spell in order to reverse it,” I said a little loudly.
“Yes, there is that,” he said as he sat back and put a finger to his lower lip. “However, you did find a spell, only one, that opened the portal, didn’t you? Why don’t you start there?”
Now I was excited.
“Yes,” I said. “Yes…but how do I reverse it?”
“That will take some thinking,” Jeremy said.
“Right…and first, I need to get someone off my back for a couple of days.” I had to call Beyland to meet me in the driveway.
“What? What are you saying?”
“She means to call Beyland to coom and get the first of m’notebooks on day-walking,” Devin said.
“Yes, it will show good faith and keep him from getting too restless,” I said.
“Right then, have at it,” Devin said.
“Wait! Are you sure you will be safe?” Jeremy stuck in.
I laughed. “Sure, staying on our side of the Blood Ward in the driveway and I’ll toss him the notebook.”
I ran upstairs, retrieved the notes, and met Jeremy at the front door. “Are you ready?” I asked.
“The question is, are you?”
“Yeah, as ready as I ever will be,” I answered, and called out with my mind. Beyland, Beyland…ha…llooo, Beyland.
Have you something for me, Lisa’s grandchild? Beyland’s voice was in my head.
I do. I just got my hands on one of them notebooks, and I am sure there are more. I will keep looking, so meet me in the driveway.
I am pleased and shall be there in a moment.
I started outside.
“What happened, lass? Did ye get through to him? What did he say?” Devin asked, and his voice sounded anxious.
“He said he is pleased,” I answered.
Jeremy snorted and Devin said, “Is he now? Well, well, perhaps ye may have an ally in him, but dinnae trust him, Bobbie lass.”
I could just make out his tall masculine form, his cloak blowing backwards in the wind, at the Blood Ward line in the driveway.
He gave me a smile as we approached and ignored Jeremy. I said, “Hi, Bey, how are you?”
He laughed. “I will be better when you put that in my hands.”
“Well, I’ll toss it, you catch it.”
“You don’t trust me?” he asked, one fine brow up.
