Neverswan

Chapter Ten | Kaylessa

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Kaylessa got home and immediately ripped off her cloak. The hem was crusted with dried blood and some other wetness she didn't want to know about. She threw it in the back of her closet and pulled out a fresh new cloak that she never wore. She switched out the pendant and bracelet from her old cloak into her new one.

Kaylessa shuddered and decided to take a nice, long cold shower. After the cold swept away the remaining chills, she dropped on her bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, for the first time ever, she used her Neverseen tracker to contact the others. She summoned all important members to the guest house, making sure her dad was still sleeping and she didn't reveal this is where she lived. She bleeped Raven and Ruy their secret code for them to get there earlier.

Kaylessa donned her new cloak and plopped on a chair to wait for the others. Raven and Ruy got there first, both crammed through the doorway shoving each other playfully.

"What's up, Flare?" Raven asked looking around. "And why did you ask to meet here?"

Kaylessa shrugged, "Nice house though, the occupants are so grief-torn they don't notice when I pop by." She didn't really care what she was saying as long as it sounded like Flare, a mask she used to make sure no one ever really saw her.

"They don't notice? Not even when you call a meeting to the notoriously evil group ruining the world?" Ruy asked.

"They're loners. Plus, this is the guest house," Kaylessa said, dodging the evil part of the question. She wasn't evil, was she? She had only called the meeting to Ambercrest because she was afraid to leave her dad. He seemed put out last night, and who knows how worse it got overnight.

Raven shrugged and sat down next to her. Lady Gisela soon leaped onto the property, strutting into the guest house like she owned the place. Kaylessa gritted her teeth trying not to curl her fingers into a fist. Vespera and Gethen soon followed with Trix only a few minutes behind them.

"Why did you call this meeting, Flare?" Vespera asked, cocking a delicate, angled head. Her headdress was perched precariously on her head. She smoothed her elegant ball gown and sat down, perched like a queen. Kaylessa rolled her eyes. Vespera always dressed up and was the only one not wearing a cloak.

"Yeah, why?" Trix's gruff voice asked.

"Alden Vacker is dead," Kaylessa said, putting on a mask of indifference. "I found him last night on the Vacker property." She watched all the fidgeting go still. She said the words so casually, but she felt like the death was deserved. Alden hadn't stood up for Islaria after her death, saying it wasn't the council's fault, but her own for provoking the ogres. Kaylessa's hated the Vacker's ever since.

"Dead? As in dead, dead? Not broken-dead?" Gethen asked.

"Dead, dead," Kaylessa nodded.

"How?" Gisela asked, eyes narrowing.

"Stabbed in the gut," Kaylessa said. Just like Alina, she mentally added. She tried to keep her thoughts from straying towards the dead body in the grass. The blood . . . Kaylessa visibly shuddered. Gisela cringed slightly.

"That is a mental picture I never want to see," Gethen said with his eyes wide, no doubt imagining it in his own mind. "Ew."

"Like Alina," Raven said, contributing to the conversation. Kaylessa nodded.