Enchanted forest

Chapter 5

 “Do you want to see something cool?” He asked at last yanking me from my train of thought as I thought of different ways to make daisies into soldiers, sure, if they grew to a normal persons hight they should be able to keep him down, but if I gave them crossbows would they know how to use them even though I didn't? “Leyla?” I was pulled back again and shrugged as I didn't know what he meant but guessed it would probably have to do with my enchantment... Forcefield?

“Yeah?”

“Remember the legend I told you when we were walking through the forest?” I nodded as another thought pulled me back, how long ago had that been, yesterday, a week ago or had just three minutes gone by? “Tell me what you remember” Lifting my head up I forgot my thoughts and everything worrying me and told him what I guessed was the whole story.

“It's my destiny to kill faeries and kick them out of the forest, my touch burns faeries yet heals elves and my enchantment is much stronger than the king's. Also I can make daisies into an army and a battlefield into a field full of flowers of every size and colour because I control the forest. My name is the Daughter of the Forest and apparently not Leyla any more.” He smiled at the last bit but his expression turned back into a thoughtful frown as he remembered why he had asked me.

“You just said so yourself, you can cure elves. Yet I think you could do that without bringing all the enchantment of the room onto yourself, though it is certainly much quicker” He stood up and wobbled slightly, I found myself starring as the prince had never once stumbled or wobbled even in the slightest way. I soon snapped out of it as I replayed what he's said and shot him a questioning look, he arrived by my side and sat down on the wall next to me. He looked drained of energy and had a sickly pale tone of skin, I realized what this meant, I had drained him of enchantment. As soon as he had stopped shifting and was finally still, I closed my eyes and drew the energy of the room once again, only this time I wasn't its target. Maglor was.

“Wow” He murmured. I opened my eyes to find he looked fine now, even better than before. “What did you do?”

“I drew the energy of the room but targeted it at you instead, you looked quite drained of enchantment.” He looked even more surprised but our roles were swapped as he put up his finger and I stared in disbelief, the cut wasn't there any more, there wasn't even a small mark to indicate where it had been a minute before. “How- Wait- But- It's just not possible” I finally got out, as I searched his hands for any sign that he had swapped them and was playing a mean prank at me, but no, it was the finger he had sliced two minutes ago.

I was about to ask for an explanation when he drew the knife out again and put it on his finger, I looked at him as if he were crazy and the blade flew from his hand and up into the ceiling, the blade flat against it. “What the hell are you doing!?” I practically yelled at him, was he trying to kill himself? Wasn't the first experiment enough?

“I wanted to see if you could heel me without sucking up all the enchantment in the room.”

“Cutting yourself is not the way to discover it though!” I said my panic fading just ever so slightly, I knew he wanted to help but that was seriously not the way to go.

“Can I have my blade back?”

“No”

“Please?” He asked me his eyes pleading, but there was no fricking way I was giving him his knife so he could cut himself in two and see if I could bring him back to life. Definitely no fricking way.

“Promise not to cut yourself” He looked innocent but his enchantment showed that he was actually exasperated and sick of this. Hmm, this could get interesting.