Chapter 5

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It took Raelyn an hour to plan her vacation and get all the details in line, another hour to fill out her forms and then she marched all the way to the Secretary's desk and practically approved them herself.

By the time Raelyn was half way finished packing news of Raelyn's breakdown had traveled through the White Kingdom, all the way to the middle and possibly even the lower realm. There had been no time to talk to her, to ask how she had managed to set her hands on fire, how she had gone that dark—sings of the early stages of corrupting—and then back again in a matter of seconds when no other Angel Salym knew could do that. But she wasn't going to let Raelyn leave without asking her about it if she could help it.

Salym sat on Raelyn's bed, watching her pack her things away into a white suitcase. It looked like she was packing quite a bit for her vacation, kind of like she planned to be gone a lot longer than she said she would be. Salym really hoped that Raelyn wouldn't be gone too long, she didn't want to have to actually start working.

"So, how long is your vacation going to be?" she asked, nervously chewing her lips.

Raelyn sighed, going on vacation, an extended vacation, felt strange to her. She rarely took a day off of work.

"Five months," she replied.

Salym whistled. "That's pretty long. Where are you going exactly?"

"Well, the official story is that I'm going to Atlantis. That's what I told Sariyah anyway. I wrote where I'm really going in the paperwork, but we both know no one's ever going to read my paperwork," she said, closing her suitcase and pulling it off of her bed.

"Wow, that's real sneaky of you," Salym said, not even half surprised that Raelyn could think that deviously, especially not after what she had just witnessed. "So where are you really going?"

Raelyn paused in her packing to look up at Salym. There was a confused look on her face, as if she didn't understand the question, or worse, she didn't trust Salym with the answer.

After a moment's pause she said: "Oh, right, I'm going to the Bermuda Triangle. Please don't tell anyone though I don't want anyone finding me and dragging me away from my well-deserved vacation. We both know they'll try it, probably not long after I'm gone."

Salym held up her hand and crossed her heart as she promised. They were silent a little longer while Raelyn bustled around her quarters, they were big for her level, once you got promoted you were assigned larger rooms, Raelyn's was close to the size of Godyn's. There were two floors, a kitchen and dining area, she even had a workout room and two bathrooms. Salym had no idea how she had gotten this place but she had often theorized that it had something to do with either the amount of hours Raelyn had worked, the fact that she had been Lucrinda's last recruit. Though Salym was starting to think that maybe it was because the Almighty felt guilty for never promoting Raelyn.

"Aren't you afraid that the Almighty will just track you?" Salym wondered.

It was every Angel's fear, that they would be doing something wrong and the Almighty, or one of the Higher Five, would show up out of nowhere. But mostly the ability was used to keep track of them so that if they were ever in any danger, Godyn could appear and save them.

Raelyn shrugged casually. "No, I'll be cloaking myself. The scrying pools won't see me and neither will any of the Higher Five," she said.

Salym felt her mouth turn down in a solid frown. Cloaking so no one could find them, not even the High Five, was something Salym thought only Godyn could do. What was with Raelyn suddenly having powers no one else was supposed to have?

"How do you know how do to that?" she asked.

Raelyn turned her grey eyes back to Salym, a look on her face that was absent and unlike hers. For a moment Salym swore her eyes flashed a light blue, the colour of summer skies and robin's eggs.

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