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Before I head to my rebirth,
I bequeath upon to thee,
A name which comes in three.
Macey must be the first,
Reveal the second and be cursed,
The third you shall obtain,
When Seven Wardens shall reign.”
She shrugged. "Any idea what that could mean?"
Nessie whispered the words again, and Amber looked like she was repeating them in her head. Luch was the only one who seemed bored. She was staring at the pint of ale longingly, but Macey wasn't about to give beer to a mouse.
"That's all very mysterious," the beithir finally said. "Should we even be talking about that one? We don't want to accidentally reveal the second name and be cursed. Whatever that means."
"Why did you come to me?" Nessie suddenly asked.
Macey shrugged, giving her aunt a smile. "You always know an answer to everything. You're old, you've seen a lot."
Nessie's hair took on a green glow. "Did you just call me old?!" she thundered, but there was a twinkle in her eyes.
"You are old," Luch confirmed. When Nessie looked at the mouse, the twinkle disappeared.
"And you're even older, so be quiet."
Amber cleared her throat uncomfortably. "How do you two know each other?"
"We've crossed paths once or twice before," Luch said with a grimace that spoke of her distaste for the kelpie. When she stayed quiet and all Nessie did was glare at her, it was clear neither of the two was going to expand on that. Macey made a mental note to ask one of them in private at some point in the future. Or preferably both; it sounded like a tale best heard from both perspectives.
"I'm flattered that you think I know everything, dearie, but I'm afraid this time, I'm not quite sure what to tell you," Nessie finally said, ignoring the previous exchange with Luch. "I don't know what's wrong with the world or why we currently need Wardens to fix it. I believe the last time the Wardens appeared, there was a clear reason. This time, it's not as simple."
"So far, all we've found out is that the Staran is ill," Macey explained. "Malan said nobody is attacking it and that it isn't hurting itself, so there must be another reason for it. But so far, we've not really found an answer. Unless my men discovered something while I was held prisoner."
Suddenly, a strange feeling came over her. A longing, a tugging. Something deep inside of her. Then, voices appeared in the quiet pub, very familiar voices. She jumped up and ran towards the bar, where her three guys were standing.
Finally, she had them back. She was never going to let them go again.
6
She collapsed into Flint's arms, feeling both Jared and Cam reaching out to touch her. The warmth was welcome. As was the press of their firm bodies against hers.
Another sob escaped her. But this time, she didn't hold back, and the tears began to flow. While it hadn't felt like a couple of months during her time with the Voice, it sure felt like that now.
"Hey, no crying, we're here." Flint smoothed her hair back as he whispered the words to her. But it didn't help.
"Let's get her back in here," Cam said, and she imagined him gesturing back towards the hall she'd just left. That was probably a good idea. Then again, her waiting for them to get in there also would have been. But going on another moment without them just wasn't an option.
"Here, let me." Jared scooped her up in his arms, pulling her away from Flint. She let him do it, despite not liking that she was only touching one of them. She just hoped the other two would make contact again once they were back inside the room and comfortable again.
Macey snuggled into Jared's chest, the smooth and easy rhythm of his heart soothing her in a way she hadn't expected.
"It's good to have you back in my arms, little kelpie. I've been feeling your absence."
Her eyes shot open, and she sniffed loudly. "You've been suffering? I'm sorry." She lifted a hand and pressed it against his cheek.
