Blood Countess (On Hold)

Chapter 12

"I need you to find Anna Darvulia's descendants," Elizabeth told Ivy.

"Why not just ask Esmerée to find out the ritual?" Ivy said.

The two of them were lounging in the living room, sipping on O positives.

"Anna Darvulia has this grimoire she used to write in. She discovered and created this ritual. Esmerée would not be able to find this grimoire, even with the locator spell. Anna loved keeping some things away with magic. Undetectable was what she wanted. I believe her descendants still have it."

"Well, any hints to where we should find this descendant?"

"Well, Anna was with me after my husband died. She died in 1609. She mentioned a child when she worked for me. I remember killing her husband before employing her."

"You killed her husband? And yet she worked for you," Ivy rolled her eyes.

"Yes she worked for me," Elizabeth said, not meeting her eyes.

"Did she mentioned where her child was?" Ivy asked.

"Let me think."

Ivy sat there in silence, sipping more O positives.

"She mentioned about someone taking care of her child. What village was it again?"

Elizabeth pondered at the question in her head.

"Hrachovište. I remember."

"So you think that her descendant will still be there? That's unlikely. People move elsewhere," Ivy frowned.

"Time to get that witch to open a portal. Let's go get her," Elizabeth said.

Ivy's phone beeped. A text message from Seth.

She looked up to her ancestor. "She'll come to us instead, along with a few unwanted people. We'll have to deal with them."

***

"Okay. This is it. We are just a few blocks away from her house," Trina said.

They walked further down and made a left turn.

"Let's be careful okay?" Esmerée reminded.

Bethany nodded.

Bethany walked faster and became the guide. Her instinct was to protect both Esmerée and Trina from any possible dangers imaginable. Esmerée tried to keep up with her pace.

"You guys alright there?" Bethany asked.

"Yeah," Esmerée replied.

"Trina?" Bethany called out.

No response.

The two girls turned.

"Where is she?" Esmerée questioned, worried by her disappearance. She was just next to her.

"Hello Esmerée, Bethany," Ivy appeared, in front of Bethany.

"Where's Trina?" Bethany snarled.

"With my Elizabeth. Don't worry, she makes nice cookies for guests," she smiled.

"Let her go," Esmerée ordered.

"I can't just let her go like that. You haven't even hear my proposal," Ivy said cooly.

"Say it," Esmerée responded.

"I need you to open another portal to Hrachovište village, Slovakia," Ivy explained.