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The ghost seemed to be enjoying their company immensely and was quizzing them about their love lives. Somehow, Macey felt as if she was back at school among gossiping teenage girls.
"So how did you meet your boy?" Fedelm asked Amber and the beithir smiled in embarrassment.
"He was a teacher, no, he pretended to be a teacher at my school."
"To woo you? Oh, how romantic!" The ghost clapped her hands excitedly.
Amber laughed. "No, he was actually on a mission to find some items that were hidden at the school. I ended up helping him find them and then... well, we kind of destroyed them."
Fedelm looked just as confused as Macey felt. "Wait, you found something and then destroyed it? That doesn't make sense."
"It's a long story," the beithir sighed. "It turned out that Izban's grandfather wanted them to make himself immortal. We didn't think that was a good idea, so we decided to stop him."
"Did it work?"
"I was taken by Mahoun before I could find out. I hope so, although I'm sure an immortal mage is the least of our worries."
"Damn right," a deep, sultry voice said behind them and Macey turned around in delight.
"Auntie Nessie!"
She hugged her aunt before the old kelpie took a seat between Macey and Amber.
Fedelm seemed frozen in awe, her eyes fixed on Nessie, her silver blush darkening her face.
"I've not seen you in a while, Macey dear," Aunt Nessie said while absentmindedly motioning for the bartender to bring her a drink. She was well known in here, they all knew what the old lady liked.
Macey had to stop herself from blurting out that it didn't feel all that long to her, having had a strange vision sent by a megalomaniac Voice. She didn't want to scare her aunt.
"How are you?" she asked instead, but her aunt tsked.
"Stop the small talk, that's not your style. Why are you here?"
Macey grinned. Her aunt's frankness was refreshing.
"Have you noticed anything strange recently? Like... ehm... wrongness?"
"Macey, just tell me what's going on."
The younger kelpie grimaced. "Basically, the world is ending and I'm part of a prophecy to prevent it from happening. But I'm not quite sure what to do and nobody is telling me and my men aren't here and I was a prisoner and..."
Her voice broke and a lone tear forced its way down Macey's cheek.
"Oh, my darling," Nessie huffed and took her niece into her arms. "Are you sure you're not overreacting?"
Amber cleared her throat. "No, she isn't. And I'm Amber, by the way, and this is Fedelm."
"Goodness me, where are my manners," Nessie exclaimed, before smirking. "Oh, that's right, I don't have any. Lovely to meet you nonetheless."
"And this is Luch," Macey added, lifting her head up slightly as the sobs calmed.
The look on her Aunt's face was hard to define, all Macey knew was that she didn't like it. Aunt Nessie's face verged on distaste, and even if Macey was wary of the mouse, she'd proved herself to be more of a friend than a foe, and she didn't want to chase her away, particularly after her trick with the barrier. If they got into any other tight spots, then Luch was likely to be abl
e to get them out.
"I am Nessie," her Aunt said, somewhat stiffly.
"And I am Luch," the mouse replied, a lot more jovially, as if making fun of the older woman. Macey would say it was a bad idea, but she really wasn't sure which of the two women was the most powerful. But she wasn't going to bring that up. Even if she had been able to get it out through the now drying tears.
