GIDEON NO one is hurt.There are a few barns that need mending and a few roofs a little battered. A tree did fall but away from the highway.No fatalities to humans and animals.I am grateful not just because of the fact, but also because it means I can go back to the mansion as quickly.I’m feeling feverish,I’m feeling emotionally unstable.I feel fine as I drive back home.When I arrive, she is still downstairs, sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace but she has magicked it back to its original spot.But she isn’t smiling.“Is everything okay?” she asks worriedly.“No one is hurt, minimal damage on properties that can be repaired quickly in the morning.”She looks relieved. “That’s good.”“Is there a problem? You look very serious when I got in,” I ask.She pats the spot beside her. “Yes, unfortunately. My mom called and so I have something new to tell you.”I sit down. “Something to worry about?” I ask.“Before I say anything, I just wanna make sure you are really on the s
CHIARA I GRIT my teeth as I fall down on the floor with Gideon, who twists to cover me with his body. Glass breaks from the windows above us and pieces fly in places, many landing on top of the magickal shield I made to cover us.“Whoa!” I hear him exclaim in surprise.“Call your housekeeper, Gideon!” I remind him as I also take my phone out to text my mother that what she warned me about has started happening.He is already calling his housekeeper who I worry might rush out to danger to find out what is going on.There is another ‘BOOM’ and I focus on maintaining the shield to protect us from pieces of sharp glass that suddenly become flying projectiles. I think, my assignment of finding Gideon Swan just became complicated, in the light of if we don’t survive this, there is no Gideon Swan for me to deliver to the Council.Gideon is warning someone named Amie to stay inside, lock the doors, and hide in a root cellar with her family, and that he will come to find them when this is ov
CHIARA“HE did that, yes,” my mother replies as she walks towards us, a clue of her mirth still evident on her face. “And it’s very fascinating to watch someone else do it aside from our Head Elder.”She looks both fascinated and a little wary, her eyes taking in Gideon’s defensive pose as her eyes scanned us.I suddenly realize Eon is holding me against him as he stands behind me, and it happens because I have learned to trust him in the very short time we have met.And that isn’t like me.I am always so distrusting of people at first meetings, and my mother knows this because she is the one who taught me to be wary of others given the nature of our situation, as I live among the Mundanes.Later, I understood that as I am my mother’s daughter, which means I can be attacked anytime.Most importantly, my father can get hurt, too, since I live with him. She taught me to be careful from the moment I can be taught, and I took it to heart because of its significance to the only family I
CHIARA“Will you be at home for dinner tonight, Chiara?” Dad asks me over breakfast.I am scanning the morning paper as I eat my grapefruit and bagel with cream cheese. My father and I make+ it a habit to eat breakfast together as often as possible despite our busy work lives. He owns a law firm and I work as a senior editor in a rather prestigious publishing company. But we try to make our time together generally undisturbed by our professional lives. I glance up at him. My father is a very attractive man in his fifties, and he has an innate grace I admire and adore. But I did not get my more prominent physical looks from him but from my mother. I got his chin, though. My mother is a lovely woman, but I love my chin.I am often told my character and mannerisms are reminiscent of both parents. I would like to think I could be as solid and as strong as my father when I aged because while growing up, I exhibited more of my mother’s wariness, quirkiness, and fierceness.I shake my head.
CHIARAMY mother is always in flight, on witchy jobs as a junior elder of the Council of Magick.Her missions are dangerous she can't be found lingering in the mundane world or living with non-Magickal loved ones.She divorced my father to protect him from enemies his wealth could never protect him from.When I was asked in all honesty where I wanted to live, my father was floored that I chose to be here.I was thirteen. They never made me feel I was choosing one over the other. I love my mother to death and I share a strong bond with her.But when it came for me to decide whom I would live with, I spoke very intensely about my wish to live with my father so it would be clear to everyone.Mom told me she was grateful I made the decision I did. That I understood what her life is going to be like after the divorce and I chose accordingly to adjust gave her the freedom to do her job without guilt. I am one other person she doesn't have to worry about while she goes on her missions. and th
CHIARA WHEN we reach the restaurant, my driver pulls up directly in front of the doors and helps me out of the car.“Thanks, William. I’ll let you know when I’m ready to leave.” He will wait for my call somewhere else, probably in the pub we have passed on the way here. He tips his hat to me in agreement and then he is off. Meanwhile, I walk up to the entrance of the restaurant.I do not recall having eaten here previously. The outside is elegant and modern, and the interiors look intimate and cozy.But most essentially, the smells emanating from the place are delicious.I can see through the windows that almost all the tables are occupied.So how come I have never heard of this restaurant before?It doesn’t seem to be a family-oriented place though, since there are no children in sight. The patrons that are seated and eating dinner have their faces up and turned towards... me?Interesting.I frown. That’s confusing.They are all really looking at me, watching me. Why the hell are t
CHIARA “BUT this is something that you must do. There’s no choice.”“There’s always a choice!” I protested.“I hope you really think about it this time.” And… she’s using her adult voice this time. “There’s a man you need to find and bring before the Council. I wish I can do it but I am swamped. If I don’t finish my own assignment, I can’t be with you and your father after your birthday because I’ll have to go straight to my next assignment. There, okay? It’s not a surprise, anyway, that I’m going to be there. But I’m hoping to at least stay for a week after your birthday, darling.”I rolled my eyes because we both know this is grand manipulation!But it’s the kind I like.“I’m in.”She giggles and shakes her head, looking a little guilty, before she pulls me into her hug.“Why? What did this man do?” I ask as I recover the wine glass from the table. “What’s wrong with him?”“He hasn’t done anything… yet.” She frowns. “Why do you always think that when the Council wants a Magickal bro
CHIARA “MOTHER, we’ll have to do something so I can take off from work for me to fly to where this guy is,” I say.But she just waves her hand dismissively. “Consider it all done. We have a cover ready for you, and you’ll not have to lift a finger.”“Yes… though I wish you’d given me a proper warning. I’ll have to make sure my writers are taken care of.”“Darling, it’s not like you’ll be leaving for a whole year. It’s just going to be a day or two.”“Oh.” I blink. “Okay. I guess we can manage that.” I am frowning a little, because I am expecting it will take a longer time to talk to someone with a name like Gideon Swan, who is a notorious hermit billionaire, about Magickals, and that he is one.My mother is still talking, adding a few more details, then I hear something that catches me.“Nooo,” I wail. “I’m not going to Louisiana! You know how much I hate the humidity there!”“It won’t be so bad this time of year,” she soothes, brushing aside my refueled objections. “Your birthday is