Endless Magic (Stella Mayweather Series Book 6) by Camilla Chafer Page B
Authors: Camilla Chafer
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asked Ariadne in alarm. "No demon should ever have one!"
I shook my head quickly. "No, but I think I know where to find one. What else do they need?"
"Let me see... The werewolves received a witch-made talisman, the shapeshifters hold pendants and so do the witches. The demons possess a talisman too, but it doesn't say what kind; and there's something here about the vampires... oh, the ink is too smudged. I can't see."
"A horologican, two pendants, and three other talismans. What are we supposed to do? Say to the vampires, the demons and the werewolves, 'Hey, we think you have something that belongs to a mystery witch, and he or she could probably kill you all with it. Can we have it?'" suggested Astra, laughing at the absurdity of such a request.
"What if we added 'please'?" I smiled, trying to lighten the mood. Having our ideas hit brick walls didn't do anything for our morale. The more we talked about it, the harder it seemed for us to identify our mysterious saviour.
"I think your superwitch might be an elemental witch," said Ariadne. She plucked another notebook from the pile and started thumbing through it. "There's a little note in the margin here about a superwitch controlling the four elemental powers. Earth, water, air, and fire."
"Kitty can control the weather. That's elemental," said Astra.
"Is she an elemental witch?" Ariadne asked, pausing from her reading to look up.
Astra looked at me for confirmation, but all I could do was shake my head. "I don't know. I never thought about how she controls the weather. It could be from manipulating the elements. Water could make rain. Air could make whirlwinds or breezes. Fire could make heat. What would earth do?"
"Earth power drawn through her could fuel the others," suggested Ariadne. "Is she very powerful?"
"Not that I've noticed," admitted Astra. "Sorry, for creating false hope."
"We should concentrate on finding information about the other talismans," I decided, "rather than trying to figure out who the witch is. Is there any information about them? Who has them, for example?"
"Even if my mother knew back then, it's unlikely the same people would have them now," Ariadne pointed out. "It seems from a note here that the talismans were made long before the superwitch was born. There's one thing I remember my mother being adamant about: wielding that much power is a dangerous thing."
"For their opponents?" asked Astra.
Ariadne gave a decisive shake of her head. "Yes, of course, but for the witch too. That kind of power running through your veins... could devastate a witch. Maybe even kill them."
I started to ask how much magic exactly would be required to kill a superwitch, but at that moment, the door swung open and Seren stepped into the room. Her long, velvet skirt flowed around her ankles as her silver bracelets jangled. Between Ariadne and her, I figured they had the stereotypical witchy look covered. "Étoile has called a Council meeting. We need to attend. Now," she added emphatically when we didn't respond fast enough.
We hurried after her. Tension filled the air as a bevy of worried faces followed us to the central hall where the councils usually convened. By the time we arrived, the front few rows were already filled, so we slid onto the end of half-filled row. I wanted to ask Seren about the urgency of the council meeting, but as I opened my mouth, she waved to her husband. Walking quickly around the chairs to the seat he saved for her at the front, and right before the podium, she swiftly left me to silently shut my mouth.
Looking around, I noted how many glances I was attracting. Some met my eyes with encouraging smiles, others showed flat-out curiosity. "Why are they all staring?" I asked Astra.
"You're the talk of the town. Well, of this building anyway," she replied. "You were missing and then you came back."
"Everyone knows?"
"Sure. You have a reputation, remember? Just like me," she added with a sigh.
"You don't have a
I shook my head quickly. "No, but I think I know where to find one. What else do they need?"
"Let me see... The werewolves received a witch-made talisman, the shapeshifters hold pendants and so do the witches. The demons possess a talisman too, but it doesn't say what kind; and there's something here about the vampires... oh, the ink is too smudged. I can't see."
"A horologican, two pendants, and three other talismans. What are we supposed to do? Say to the vampires, the demons and the werewolves, 'Hey, we think you have something that belongs to a mystery witch, and he or she could probably kill you all with it. Can we have it?'" suggested Astra, laughing at the absurdity of such a request.
"What if we added 'please'?" I smiled, trying to lighten the mood. Having our ideas hit brick walls didn't do anything for our morale. The more we talked about it, the harder it seemed for us to identify our mysterious saviour.
"I think your superwitch might be an elemental witch," said Ariadne. She plucked another notebook from the pile and started thumbing through it. "There's a little note in the margin here about a superwitch controlling the four elemental powers. Earth, water, air, and fire."
"Kitty can control the weather. That's elemental," said Astra.
"Is she an elemental witch?" Ariadne asked, pausing from her reading to look up.
Astra looked at me for confirmation, but all I could do was shake my head. "I don't know. I never thought about how she controls the weather. It could be from manipulating the elements. Water could make rain. Air could make whirlwinds or breezes. Fire could make heat. What would earth do?"
"Earth power drawn through her could fuel the others," suggested Ariadne. "Is she very powerful?"
"Not that I've noticed," admitted Astra. "Sorry, for creating false hope."
"We should concentrate on finding information about the other talismans," I decided, "rather than trying to figure out who the witch is. Is there any information about them? Who has them, for example?"
"Even if my mother knew back then, it's unlikely the same people would have them now," Ariadne pointed out. "It seems from a note here that the talismans were made long before the superwitch was born. There's one thing I remember my mother being adamant about: wielding that much power is a dangerous thing."
"For their opponents?" asked Astra.
Ariadne gave a decisive shake of her head. "Yes, of course, but for the witch too. That kind of power running through your veins... could devastate a witch. Maybe even kill them."
I started to ask how much magic exactly would be required to kill a superwitch, but at that moment, the door swung open and Seren stepped into the room. Her long, velvet skirt flowed around her ankles as her silver bracelets jangled. Between Ariadne and her, I figured they had the stereotypical witchy look covered. "Étoile has called a Council meeting. We need to attend. Now," she added emphatically when we didn't respond fast enough.
We hurried after her. Tension filled the air as a bevy of worried faces followed us to the central hall where the councils usually convened. By the time we arrived, the front few rows were already filled, so we slid onto the end of half-filled row. I wanted to ask Seren about the urgency of the council meeting, but as I opened my mouth, she waved to her husband. Walking quickly around the chairs to the seat he saved for her at the front, and right before the podium, she swiftly left me to silently shut my mouth.
Looking around, I noted how many glances I was attracting. Some met my eyes with encouraging smiles, others showed flat-out curiosity. "Why are they all staring?" I asked Astra.
"You're the talk of the town. Well, of this building anyway," she replied. "You were missing and then you came back."
"Everyone knows?"
"Sure. You have a reputation, remember? Just like me," she added with a sigh.
"You don't have a
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