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Or at least, Macey and Amber would. Luch could probably come and go as she pleased. Then again, there must be a way that the mouse was shielding her mind. Otherwise the Voice would have already known about the creature, and done something about it. Macey didn't think it'd be likely for him to leave anyone alone who was already within his clutches.
The static built more, causing Macey's ears to pop. She held back a groan. That was never a good feeling, and in her weak state, it was even worse. If they failed in their attempt to escape, then there was a good chance she wouldn't be able to fight in the state she was in. Weakened and disheartened. To say the least.
Amber likely wasn't that much better. Though using her power did seem to have restored her a little bit.
Surprisingly, Macey recognised the moment they flew through the hole in the barrier. It was almost as if something scraped across her skin. But Amber was flexible in this form, and while it was slow going, she did manage to twist and turn her way through.
It wasn't until fresh air hit Macey's face that she actually breathed a sigh of relief. As with their fake escape, she could feel the difference between this air, and the air from within the Voice's fort. It was stale in there, probably a result of so many prisoners.
Though the comparison did nothing for the lingering worry that they hadn't actually escaped, and that this was just another trick of the Voice's. In fact, if he hadn't been such a show off, Macey might even have wondered if Luch was the Voice, and just taking another form to mess with them.
Mind games. It was all just mind games. Which scared her. Physically, she was powerful, and strong. She could fight something if she could see it and she had to. But mentally? Macey wasn't so sure. Especially given the events of the past weeks. There was no doubting she wasn't as strong as she thought she was. Not by any stretch of anyone's imagination. Which was a shame. She had to make sure her brothers never heard her admit that.
Her brothers...
She'd left them in there. If that was even them.
But no. She couldn't think about them right now. There was nothing she could do while so high in the air. And there was nothing she could do without risking all three of their lives. If it was just her going back in there, then she could have accepted it. But it wasn't. Neither Amber or Luch deserved the extra danger in their lives. If Macey could keep them far away from here, then that would be the best course of action.
Though she doubted it was going to be as simple as that for Amber. The other woman, or the giant flying snake, depending on what form she was in, was the Lightning Warden, after all. At least, Macey doubted anyone else could have given her a mark. Which meant that Amber was stuck with her for now.
From what she'd seen of the red-head, she didn't think there'd be any qualms on her part for seeing this thing through.
Izban was going to be another matter. There was something deep down that told her he was going to be a problem. Even if it was just a slightly argumentative one. Hopefully her men had got him into a more supportive state in the time they'd all been a part.
She made a mental note to try and work out just how long that had actually been. It was an almost certainty that she'd been away from her men for a longer amount of time than they'd been together, and she just hoped they hadn't forgotten about her.
Macey chastised herself. Of course, they hadn't forgotten her. Cam would never let them forget their jobs as Wardens for a start. Flint just wouldn't want to let her go. And Jared...
Shit. Jared. He might not be doing so well if she'd been away for more than a few days. He'd said his incubus was more under control when she was near, which meant that now she wasn't...probably best she didn't go there.
A jolt shook her from her thoughts, and she glanced around, slightly surprised to see the light dimming around them already.
The second jolt was all it took Macey to figure out Amber was becoming too tired to fly. Really, they should all be amazed they'd gotten this far without falling out of the sky. It said a lot about the beithir's mental strength and sheer determination.
"I think it's time to rest," Macey shouted over the wind, only to have the large snake nod its head.
Luch shuffled a little inside her shirt, but didn't pop her head out, meaning the mouse was probably asleep. Lucky for her.
Macey's eyes were beginning to droop, and she imagined Amber's were doing the same. They had to be. Flying felt like draining business.
The next time they lost height, it was a much smoother process, suggesting that Amber was doing it on purpose this time. Macey appreciated the softer flight pattern. Almost as much as she'd appreciate solid ground.
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This time, there were no men awaiting them. Macey was quite glad, actually, because she wasn't sure if she could have believed them to be real. It was all so confusing. She didn't want to hug and kiss them if they were only figments of her imagination. Or the Voice's imagination. She shuddered as she tried to find a more comfortable place on the ground. Something was digging into her hips, but no matter how she turned and tossed, there was always a place that hurt or pricked or annoyed her. Sleeping on the ground wasn't comfortable, and even though she knew she needed to sleep to recharge her energy, she was having a hard time actually doing so.
Luch apparently didn't. The tiny mouse was snoring as loud as a human, nestled against Amber's chin. The girl had decided to stay in her beithir form for protection and warmth, and Macey was a little jealous of her. She'd probably be more comfortable in her kelpie form as well, but for that, she needed water or she'd suffocate. So here she was, fighting to sleep.
They'd talked about one of them staying up to keep watch, but all three of them were too tired so they'd scrapped that plan. If anyone wanted to attack them, they were too weak to fight much anyway. Especially if the Voice decided to show up.
Macey checked that her mental barriers were still in place. Thank the waves, they were. She thought they might have become a little stronger since she got Amber's lightning mark, but maybe that was just wishful thinking. For now, the Voice hadn't tried and infiltrate her mind, so that was a good sign at least.
Unless this was all still one of his games.
Macey shuddered again. Her brothers would call it mindfuck, but as a princess, she'd not use such language. She'd only really learned swear words once she'd left the loch and moved to Earth. It had been an enlightening process. Humans had such a colourful language.
