Page 117 of Destiny of the Witch


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‘You should all calm down,’ Emrick said. ‘Everything will be fine. Wulfram and Blaise have magic. The Pendragons are no threat to them in that time zone. They’ll find the Tremaynes and the sword, and Wulfram will return before you know it. Why don’t you do something useful and productive with your time instead of moping around here, imagining the worst?’

Ewella nodded. ‘I’m sorry, Keely. I’m just scared. But Emrick’s right. I think I’ll do some baking. Take my mind off things.’

‘Good idea, Mum,’ Keely said.

Ewella headed into the kitchen and Emrick sighed. ‘That’s better. Now, why don’t you girls think of something to do this afternoon, too? Killian’s going for a boat ride, isn’t he? Why don’t you go with him?’

‘Maybe,’ Harley said doubtfully. ‘We’ll see. Don’t worry about us, Emrick. We’ll figure something out.’

He nodded cheerfully. ‘Fair enough. I’ll leave you to it.’

He left the room, whistling, leaving Keely, Harley, and I alone. Sirius was doing some research for the school he was still determined to open here when all this madness was through, Killian was taking a walk to the jetty, and everyone else was back in Castle Clair.

‘I hate this,’ Keely muttered. ‘Just sitting here, waiting.’

‘Me, too,’ I said. ‘Both my brother and sister are back in the seventeenth century doing something noble and useful, and I’m stuck here, doing nothing.’

Harley eyed us both thoughtfully. ‘You know, wecoulddo something,’ she said. ‘I’ve been thinking about Lyrica lately. I don’t know why, but she popped into my head last night and I can’t seem to shift her. And I thought about how much she knew—the prophecies she made that day in The Fool’s Journey.’

‘What about them?’ I asked.

‘Well,’ Harley said slowly. ‘I was wondering if, just maybe, she knew anything else.’ She looked round at us all. ‘Like, maybe if Wulfram and Romy are okay, or where the two keys are.’

Keely’s eyes widened with excitement. ‘She might, too! Why didn’t we think of her before?’

She jumped to her feet. ‘Right, let’s get going to Gerrenporth.’

‘Whoa,’ I said. ‘You’re going now?’

‘Why not? I’m driving myself mad sitting here, worrying about Wulfram and Romy. I need to do something useful. Wouldn’t it be great if we could give Wulfram the keys when he got home?’

‘It’s not likely, though,’ Harley said cautiously. ‘I mean, I know this was my idea, but we must be realistic. It’s a long shot.’

‘Still better than doing nothing,’ Keely said. ‘Get our coats please.’

I stood. ‘Right, I’m coming with you.’

They both protested immediately.

‘No way!’ Harley said. ‘You can’t do that, Trinity. You know that, now you’ve got your magic back, you’re a target for the Pendragons. They’d sense you if you left the island and you could be attacked. I’m sorry but we can’t risk that.’ She hurried out of the room, presumably to fetch hers and Keely’s coats.

‘But—’

‘No,’ Keely said firmly. ‘Sorry, I really am. I know it must be frustrating for you, but there it is. Hurry up, Harley,’ she called. ‘We need to catch Killian before he leaves in the boat.’

‘Can’t you zap there?’ I asked sulkily, as Harley returned and threw Keely her coat.

‘We have no emotional connection to Gerrenporth,’ Harley explained, buttoning up her own coat. ‘Not strong enough to zap there anyway. We can zap to Killian, though.’

She nodded at her twin. ‘Ready?’

‘Ready.’

They both gave me apologetic smiles.

‘We won’t be long, Trinity,’ Harley said. ‘I really am sorry, but it’s for your own safety.’

Sure it was. I watched them go and threw myself back on the armchair, furious with myself for being so feeble. I shouldn’t have let them dictate to me what I could or couldn’t do. I mean, look at me! Here I was, half witch, half fae, and I was a prisoner. I’d been stuck on this island for ages, with no way off because of Havok Pendragon. My uncle.

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