WITCH - The Queen

Chapter 31

Julia

Julia sat on the riverbank and played with several drops of water, which she let float around. At the same time, she tried to grow the grass around her. The water did what it should, but the grass did not move. Sighing, she gave up and only played with the drops of water.

She desperately needed a teacher.

A centaur approached her. It was the oldest of the Pale Redbacks. He smiled and watched the drops of water floating around.

"That's impressive!", he finally said.

"I lack practice", Julia admitted, letting the drops tumble back into the river. "But thank you very much for the compliment."

"To me, it doesn't look like you need practice!" The centaur winked at her and sat down next to Julia. "We have agreed with this tribe. My tribe will not attack refugees. But soldiers. Others weren't as accommodating as we were."

"Oh... Thank you?"

He nodded. "I very much hope to win you over as an ally one day. Until then, goodbye, little witch. I hope you remain friendly towards us." He got up again and left her. Julia looked after him confused.

Ally?

She wasn't sure what he meant. But his words worried her.

Julia sat by the river and enjoyed the peace and quiet until suddenly a few pictures found their way to her:

The castle. The Queen. Agathe smiles. A box full of poison. The king dies. A wedding. The people mourn. A wedding. The queen laughs. A wedding. Agathe and Prince Marlon dance together. The people celebrate. The queen kisses the vampire. Poison. Torsten, Annemarie, and their children. Poison. Weapons that pierce the scales of a dragon. A rope. A wedding. The queen laughs. The king holds a book in his hands and talks to the queen. A cup of tea. A castle full of blood. Centaurs roar with rage. An army of the races. Julia is in front of it. On her head rests a crown of light and soft fire. The Queen. Drops of blood run down her forehead and cheeks. Poison. Mermaids playing in the water. Fire. The queen searches for Julia with visions. She wants Julia by her side when she rules the world. Julia as the Queen's weapon. Julia stands in her mother's way. An army of the races. The fairy forest in flames. Screaming harpies. Angry dragons. Grieving vampires. The queen laughs. An uprising. Rebels who join Julia. Fritz. Elves and werewolves. Blood. Poison. The queen dances.

Startled, she blinked. What had she just seen?

What were those pictures? What kind of vision was that? It seemed to her as if she had seen the past and the future mixed together...

The king was dead? Your father was dead? Her mother had killed him? And she wanted to marry the Vampire Prince? This could not be allowed to happen. She jumped up and ran to her tent, past Elodie, who was talking to Sofia. The two looked at her in surprise. Julia stormed into the tent and the room that Fiete and Peter shared. Peter was asleep and Fiete was reading a book Liam had lent him. Startled, he looked up from it.

"Juli, dear. What's wrong?", he asked surprised.

"I have to stop my mother! It's time!", she blurted out. Peter hummed in his sleep and turned to the other side.

"Sit down first!" Fiete knocked on the ground next to him. Sighing, Julia sat down. "So? What happened?"

"I had a vision. My mother killed my father and she plans to marry Prince Marlon, a vampire, and... I have to stop them. The two want war! And mom wants to use me for her purposes. I need a teacher... And!"

"Slowly!" Fiete put her arm around her and kissed her hair. "Everything is good. Nothing will happen to you."

"She makes weapons that can kill dragons."