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Ryan stood behind the window but drew his way to the door. Opening the door, Margaret attempted to avoid him from getting out.
"Son, please! You are not in a condition to stroll in cold."
"I am fine, darling! The faerie remedy worked fine. I must see what is going there."
He picked his coat and turned to the door, from utmost view he couldn't understand why his father and Dorian hurried out of the smithery.
He marched out but found Elizabeth beside him.
"What are you doing here?"
Ryan growled.
"I can take care of myself."
"I have no doubt but father might become mad at you."
"Not a sufficient answer! He wouldn't."
The snow was already melted by the rain and left only some pieces of ice. Steam streamed out of Ryan's mouth as he sighed. His chest was feeling well since the itching and burnings had gotten tired of playing with his nerves.
"What is in the Barn?"
Elizabeth asked, her eyes wandering around to see what was going on. It could not be a thief because he could come over during they were out of the mansion when here left with no guard, either of which almost said this stranger came while they were eating dinner.
"What is that?" Her eyes caught on the piece of fur that was clung to the Roses thorns near the barn. It was not a Joke, she ran to the side that she observed the fur. Taking it out, she carefully looked at the gray fur then her eyes rolled on the ice down the bushes that bloodstains frizzed on it.
"Freaky!" Her eyes tracked the rest of the stain drops and they continued to the smithery then the barn.
A wounded person was inside the barn. No animal could melt the lock of the barn! They hadn't the power of logic to use it this way. She followed Ryan who now was by the door. He was stiffened there, watching the blood trace on the door.
Elizabeth yanked him gently and they went inside where the lanterns were letting them see everything.
Following the blood, they reached out for the end of the barn where the dry goods were.
Uncle Miguel was sitting on the ground and the others were beside him, their faces were terrified, gloomy and the blood already covered that area. Elizabeth heard a baby's noise, saying vague words that were not their language.
Their strides ceased beside the rest of the presenters. A faerie wolf was on the floor, her hair was gray like the fur that Elizabeth was holding in her hand, she dropped it.
"Gods! What slew her?"
Ryan blurted but Elizabeth's eyes were on the toddler with black hair and golden eyes. Like what she heard they were horribly beautiful, if he was an adult no woman could resist him.
"Uncle! What is going on here?"
The words left her mouth shakily.
Uncle Miguel opened the woman's fist and picked the sword that was held tightly in her palms.
Elizabeth couldn't hold her tears, she was screaming inside. How could this happen? Why didn't she come to ask for help, but when uncle Miguel turned her and they saw the disastrous wound on her back, they noticed there was no way to help this woman.
She felt her knees weakening and didn't assist her to hand on her feet, she fell on her knees and extended her hand to the baby that was looking at her with his big eyes. He was wrapped between fur and was calm. Possibly could still sense his mother's warm body.
Jason opened his palm and a necklace just like what Lavera had given to Ryan was in his hand. He handed it to Ryan while his eyes were on Ryan's chest.
Elizabeth put the woman's left hand away and embraced the baby.
"The faeries of Rose forest are at war. She might have been troubled that had dragged here." Declared uncle Miguel.
Miguel's heart was heavy. He had no idea what was happening recently all of a sudden. These things were all new to his family.
"Do you know this clan, father?"
"Yes, the woman that you see is a Beta of wolf faeries."
Elizabeth had no idea what or who they were but her uncle just confirmed that he knew them perfectly.
"Then?" She asked, her eyes on the baby that had just taken his hand out of the fur.
"These are ruling the Rose forest! The Abyss clan!"
Elizabeth swallowed, she put out her forefinger and the baby faerie grabbed it. She felt the tickle within her heart. This creature was unbelievably cute that no one could let go of him.
"Strain your mind, Ryan! Did the moon reader tell you what exactly had seized them?"
Ryan couldn't remember if the faeries had told them a word what kind of devils had raided them.
"No, father! If we want to find out we must go and see."
"These are claws, something like what the imps leave!"
Dorian studied the wound. He had seen many wounds but this was deeper, something that could gallop had caused it.
Miguel gazed back at Elizabeth over his shoulder. She was now on her feet and intoxicated by the kid.
"Take the baby, inside. He must be hungry so make sure you feed him well."
Elizabeth was agreed with this idea, the little faerie was calm but his cheeks blushed, perhaps, the cold was bothering him.
"He is nice to Lady Elizabeth," Charles noted, showing his bloody forefinger.
Elizabeth turned on her heels, she knew that faeries didn't like humans and doubted if she was one. Lavera clearly claimed that she was a hybrid.
"Ryan, go back with her. We will bury her between salt to take her body back in the early morning."
Miguel got to his feet and held the sword. There was dried blood on it. What the faeries were facing could endure the silver of Fae so it could not be vampires.
"Let's wrap the body."
He ordered while putting the sword away. Charles brought a wooden box that sounded adequate for the faerie's thin body and they poured the pack of salt on the floor of it then Jason and Dorian put the corpus inside the box and picked it up.
"We must keep her inside the smithery."
Jason suggested.. The women might not be able to tolerate this.
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