The Curse of Windsor Castle

Chapter Twenty-two

The rest of the day was spent wandering around the square as well as surrounding areas.

    "So, the chair isn't in a town square," Rose finally said.

    "It's somewhere close. I can feel it," Amy insisted.

    "Amy, you've been saying that for the last twenty minutes," Rose sighed.

    The girls then walked toward a lush lawn with many trees.

"Parc de Procé," Rose read from a sign. "That's strange."

"What?" Amy asked.

"It's almost winter. The trees shouldn't have any leaves. And the grass should be dead," Rose said.

    "The chair is in here," Amy said firmly. "It must be its magic keeping the trees from going into hibernation. Or whatever trees go into for the winter.

    "But where?" Rose asked. "This park is enormous. "We'll never find it."

    "Over the weeks, my senses have been sharpening," Amy explained. "It's like having an internal compass. An internal compass that starts screaming when I get close to the Chair. Don't worry, I won't get us too lost."

    "My worry isn't how to get the the chairs. It's how to get out of this park."

    "We'll burn that bridge when we come to it."

    "Uh, Amy," Rose frowned. "You got it wrong.It's-"

    "I know, Rose. But I though we should change that metaphor. With our usual luck, my version is more accurate."

    Rose and Amy walked for what seeming like hours. The whole way, Amy frowned and muttered to herself. Rose just wanted to punch Amy. Or curl up into a ball and sleep. Whatever impulse came first.

Rose was about to collapse in defeat until Amy lead her to another chair that surprisingly didn't look like rubbish. But it didn't look as grand as Amy saw it. "That's it, isn't it?"

    Amy nodded. She grabbed Rose's hand and held the chair. Once again, the girls were caught up in a vortex and found themselves in the Tower of London. They saw Fluffy, whimpering in the corner. Rose then gasped. "Tara?"

    Her sister fought against the ropes that were tied around her. "Tara, we'll get you out of here." Rose approached her sister. She stopped when she saw Tamara shaking in fear. "What did they do to you?"

Tamara started struggling against her bonds. She shook her head back in forth. Her eyes were even wider with fear.

Then Rose realized her sister was trying to warn them

Tamara finally managed to take it off. "Rose, it's a trap."

    "A what?" Rose turned around to face a woman. She had bright red hair and even brighter green eyes. Just like her teacher. "Miss Lawson?" But that was impossible. Miss Lawson should have been teaching at "BAG". If she was even the real Miss Lawson.

    Miss Lawson cackled. "Fool. The 'Miss Lawson' you know has been dead for a year. How else do you think the school board allowed to undertake this mission.

    "Not Miss Lawson's" eyes turned gold. "Time to die, young Whisperer. And don't think I don't see you, foolish Clearsight." She snarled at Amy, who was untying Tamara bonds. "You will now face the wrath of Vesterka."

    Vesterka summoned a ball of fire. "Time to die." She shot the fireball at Amy who barely dodged.

    "Well someone has a hot temper." Amy snickered at her own joke.

    "Now's not the time, Amy." Tamara got her boomerang out and threw it at Vesterka who simply flicked her hand . The boomerang froze in mid air. The witch plucked the boomerang out of where it was floateing and threw it at Rose, who deflected it with her own weapon.

    Vesterka summoned another fireball, but froze before she could send it in motion. She then disappeared.

    "Does anyone else know what just happened?" Tamara asked

    "Not a clue," Amy said. "Great, for once, we have no challenges."

    "I wouldn't say that," Tamara said as her eyes locked onto something behind Amy. "Fluffy's back."

    "Wonderful," Amy muttered. "Like we didn't need more challenges."

    Rose and Tamara rushed toward the three-headed dog while Amy attempted to cover them. Tamara had appeared to have gotten more sleep because the boomerang hit Fluffy on the back of his head.

    "Good, Tara. If only it could kill him."

    "Shut up, Amy."

    Rose ignored her sister and friend, and jumped on the monster. Fluffy howled as she hacked into his foot. But unlike last time, he did not back down."

    "What did Vesterka do to him? Poor Fluffy doesn't seem the same." Amy nocked an arrow and let it fly. The arrow flew harmlessly above Fluffy, who did not even acknowledge it.

    While Rose had Fluffy distracted, Tamara threw her boomerang again. It cut Fluffy's throat and returned to Tara, who promptly dropped the weapon in disgust. Fluffy dropped to the ground.

    "Tara, you should kill Fluffy. After all, you were the one who landed the final blow."

    "Rose, you know how I get when I kill something. It should be you. "Amy and I've already gotten the glory," Tamara said.

    "I- actually... I have-" Amy was silenced by Tamara's glare.

    "If you say so." Rose took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and sliced Fluffy's head off his neck."

    "You know," Amy said. "Once you name a creature, you get quite attached to them. And I was beginning to like Fluffy."

    "Speak for yourself," Rose muttered.