Every King Needs A Queen / Book Three / Daring Spell Series / The Originals

Where Nothing Stays Buried

Marcel and I walked into St. James Infirmary that night.

Kol was there, covered in blood, crying.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

Kol stepped out of the way to show us Davina's lifeless form.

Marcel and I were in shock, walking closer in denial. We started to cry, caressing her face.

"The Ancestors had a hold of me," Kol told us. "I--I was out of my head. I never would've hurt her. I tried to make it stop. I made her dagger me. Nothing worked!" Marcel became angry, rising, coming to face Kol, throwing him across the room. "I loved her. I swear I did."

Marcel tried to attack Kol again.

I held Marcel back. "Marcel, stop. Kol, get up." Kol slowly stood. I looked between them. "This is New Orleans. Witch spirits can be brought back from the dead, so that is exactly what we are going to do. We are going to bring her back."

~~~

The next morning, I walked into the compound to talk to Freya and Vincent about our progress, and to tell them about what happened to Davina.

"Good news, Auria," Vincent told me. "I think I found a spell that'll draw together all the serum that Aurora took. Now, it's gonna take a little while, but if I can concentrate it in her heart, we can extract it with this destroy it, and make sure we ain't got no more of these unkillable monsters on our hands."

"Good," Freya told us. "In the meantime, I think I may have finally found a way to kill Lucien. Now, my mother once tried to end my siblings by reversing the Original vampire spell, and according to her grimoire, only the witch who cast the spell could undo it." She looked at me. "You created that serum; therefore, according to my mother, you can turn Lucien back, and then Klaus can rip his head off."

I looked at her in guilt. "Freya, it wasn't my power that cast that spell. The Ancestors used me as a conduit for some ugly magic that only the spirits have access to. I'm sorry, but nobody alive can tap into that." I looked at Vincent, sighing. "Speaking of, I need your help to bring Davina back from the dead."

Freya and Vincent looked at me in stunned, shocked silence.

~~~

I took Vincent back to the Infirmary, standing with Kol, Marcel and Davina's body.

"Okay, we need to get her consecrated right now," Vincent told us. "If we don't, we can't even attempt to get her back."

"We can't consecrate her," Kol told us.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Marcel asked.

"The Ancestors despise Davina," Kol told us. "If we consecrate her, she'll wake up in their domain, and they will destroy her."

"If we don't, we never see her again," Marcel told him.

I turned to face them. "Okay, that's enough. All right? We all want to help her, so we need to make sure that she's consecrated, but she's got to be safe. So, we're gonna pull her into a place where she's protected. Then we can resurrect her." I turned to face Davina's body. "And that's gonna require a lot of energy. And my power's not what it used to be before I got shunned." I looked at Vincent. "That's why I came to you for help."

"All right, but we need a lot more than just my power and yours," Vincent told me. "We need Freya."

"You think my family's going to help?" Kol asked. "Nik hates Davina. Freya will not defy him."