MYSTIC WORLD

Can't leave

                            *Abigail*

I stayed quiet as he instructed, listening to their noise outside, but to be honest I was more concerned about what happened just now before Micheal stepped out when he touched me and also the way my heart was rising when he stood close to me.

It is strange because I have been with a man before, I had a lover back at home, — well had. And not once was I ever felt that way.

Lifting my finger, could it be this ring? The way energy flew from him to me, it's like I was channeling him...

He opened the door and closed it, and without removing my back from the wall; I asked, "Who are those people sire?"

"That my mother, she's the leader of this town."

"Like a queen!?"  removing my back from the wall and stood up straight.

He nodded, "Something like that, —but we don't have Kings and Queens here for a long time, after the war." He replied as he walked toward the chair and sat.

Following him with a questioning gaze. "What war?" I asked curiously.

"This town was owned by black magic witches once and enslaved everyone that was not of their bloodline. They wanted a land of their own to be gods," He wiggles his eyebrows and looks away.

I knew there was black magic here, I could taste it... But what does he mean once, like it was a long time ago? "What happened." I moved closer in curiosity to know more and sat beside him.

"The elders of the town rose against them and eradicated them all. It was after their falling that the people realized their queen was also a witch. After that, the people decided not to have Kings and Queens anymore, only leaders."

"When was this? "

"Like two hundred years or more."

200 years??? That can't be, black magic is still very much alive in this town.

"That was why my mother was here," he continued, "your arrival last night must have alerted everyone. Nothing like that has ever happened before. You made a grand entrance and it put everyone on the edge."

"Everyone?" I raised my lashes at him. "But you don't seem scared, — if anything you slept like a baby near a stranger. Why aren't you afraid." I sat up straight. I want to know why he wasn't afraid of me.

"I don't know," he leans in, placing his elbows on his knees and rubbing his hands together. "I guess am not just..."

"You live in a town that has been enslaved by magic," I interrupted him, "that means all you know is that magic is evil and you saw magic and brought her into your home, and yet you slept soundly?"

He started laughing. "I did, didn't I? Now that you mentioned it, it is strange." He said with a smile.

                       *Micheal*

Truly thinking about it now; what was I thinking? I searched through her eyes briefly, does she spell me? How could I have slept soundly, and why wasn't I afraid — why did I even bring her here, and most importantly, why did I hide her from my mother?

I shook my head off the negative thought. She doesn't seem evil to me, I wouldn't know what evil looks like since I have not met one but am positive she couldn't be this beautiful.

"Where will you go now?"

She glanced around, "I don't know. But I must get out of here."

"How about you stay here for now." Oh, Michael what are you doing again?