Soul Forgiven Witch

He Knows

                                           ~12~

           Anamora couldn't help but grin at her daughters friend. So protective and caring of her sweet girl. She sets her tea cup down and spmooths her smock over her lap, doing her best to collect her thoughts.

          "Tell me, have you ever loved someone so much you would give up the life that you knew, to save them?" She finally whispers looking him into his canary yellow eyes. 

          Osiris felt his eyes search hers, wondering what she could possibly mean because he didn't know, never hoped to.

          "No I dont think I've had that pleasure, what does that have to do with her?" His eyes dart towards Alliannas room as his voice drips with sarcasm.

           Osiris usually prides himself on his patience but tonight it was wearing thin. Allianna was truly all he has, all he's known for some years. 

            Anamora clears her throat and shows some signs of discomfort. She takes a sip of tea then gets up to dump it out.

            "It seems this conversation is going to call for something stronger than tea, I'm afraid." She murmurs.
Getting up quickly she pushes bottles around her cabinet until selecting what she's looking for.  She unplugs the cork and pours two fingers of what seems to be whiskey.  She tilts the bottle towards Osiris in invitation, looking down at the tea, he shrugs and nods. 

             Anamora pours Osiris the same amount as herself and brings the glass back over. He takes it and ships generously, this definitely not being his first rodeo, with the drink. He watches her carefully as she gathers her thoughts about their conversation at hand. 

             "I love my daughter more than you could ever know, and because i love her i had to let her go. When Allianna was born we all knew what she was immediately. She's the savior of neither. Meaning she is the one to bring the light and dark together. Our family, as you know, are nothing but dark witches, until I changed. I seen her light, i seen what she would be. Her uncle did not want my influence. He gave me a choice, leave and she lives. Stay and he would end her there. He wanted his influence on her in hopes he could bring her to their side." Anamora finally tells him.

             Osiris searched the room then his eyes landed back on hers. Being a witch from moon magic gave you certain abilities, one of those being you can tell when someone is lying. Anamora was not lying about this. Osiris rubs his palms on his legs and picks his drink back up.

              "As you can see, it was a very hard choice, but in all actuality, it was not. My daughters life will always be precious to me and i knew, i always knew they oculd never reach her. With that being said what she was born into will alwaus be there, and with that being said I had to walk away from her. I had every intention of coming for her once she was of age. She had a few.more weeks but her power pulses any time she uses it. I knew she was coming." Anamora whispers the last part.

               Osiris nods his head finally and stands up rubbing his hands together. He rinses out his glass and sets it to the side.

               "I have a lot to think about. I think until we figure out how to handle both situations at hand we will keep them asleep. A week at the most. If you don't mind I'm going to bed now, thank you for sharing everything with me Anamora. You're very strong." He finally says to the older witch.

                                            ~12~