The Baron and his Lady

Sixteen: Twisted

  "How long have you known you had witch blood?"

"Since I was seven. I was an early bloomer."

We were walking back home, apparently there was a much easier path other than the one I took. We were soon on the dirt road.

"And you're Dad taught you magic right away?"

"He didn't want to—at first. He wanted the magic to end with him, but he discovered me casting spells on my own." Tristane chuckled at the memory, "He was shocked and I thought he'd kill me."

I let silence engulf us so he could savor some happy memories. I switched off the penlight since the moonlight was brighter out here. We could see the road clearly.

"Are you scared of me Krista?"

"No. Why would I be?"

"I have witch blood, I cast spells—magic and all."

"I don't see why I should be scared, I'm amazed actually. To think magic is real its... amazing."

He gave a genuine smile, "You're the first to know about this. I hope this doesn't change the way we treat each other."

I stopped, he did too. Crickets continued their songs but neither of us spoke for awhile.

"Tristane-"

"Krista-"

Oh jinx. We laughed.

"You go ahead." He said.

"I uh, you see.. a lot of things happened and I barely know you. What happened last week it was a—"

"—it was glorious Krista." He interrupted and I couldn't help but stare at him. "I don't regret kissing you. In fact I think I'm inlove with you."

Oh damnation and hell! Did he just confessed?

"Say something, please?"

I couldn't, what should I say? No one confessed to me before right in my face in the middle of the road at god-knows-what-time it was!

"Tristane, are you sure?"

He frowned. Well, that came out wrong.

"Of course Krista, I work hard to be honest at all times. I'm telling you how I feel but I'm not forcing you reciprocate my feelings. I just want you to know, then you can sleep on it."

"Uh, err... thank you. I certaintly need to process this first."

"No pressure. I know its not appropriate and all but I just couldn't keep it hidden anymore." He sighed with relief hands on his hips, "That feels great, like a nail pulled out after being hammered so deep."

I nodded and we resumed walking. Awkward if you ask me.

"By the way, has your father mentioned how Letecia looked like? I don't remember the journal ever describing her."

"I doubt Claus would even mention her. But let me see.."

He had his hands on his hips while trying to remember the stories.

"Dad mentioned her having blonde hair and blue eyes. So did her descendants. I did have pictures of my great aunts and uncles who were blonde. Dad was, I got Mom's brunette shade."

"I see. She must be real pretty considering Clayton had an affair with her."

"I agree. Though we can't really be sure, those were times when men are accepted to have as many mistresses as they want, so long as they can provide for them. And his marriage to Elizabeth was not based on love."