Chapter (57): The moon reader

"Natasha, please stay with your people! I will go with Ryan! I am sure you are tending to explore over here."

Elizabeth desired, on one hand, she didn't want her to know even a single word that the faerie would say but on the other hand, she thought, Natasha loved these people and might wish to spend time with them.

"Alright, I want to see her but I would go after you. I must warn the faeries about something if they leave tonight."

Natasha turned her face to Eliot and continued, "you tell me about current stuff!"

They left the cousins to Maria. Eliot led the horses and his eyes caught up the sack! The thing inside it had a strange shape.

The woman took out a pomegranate before they could leave and handed it to Elizabeth. She accepted eagerly, shifting it to her bag to eat with Luna.

"They are sweet and red, girls like you love it." She smiled gently.

Maria led them out of the crowd where people were dancing over the fire and singing. They were so optimistic, not like those proud peacocks that Elizabeth saw.

"Impressive!" Elizabeth chanted before they got inside a lane that only torches and some dogs were presented.

"She is a bit ill, so we didn't let her go in her tent. Her fay assistants were helping people."

"How can you get along with them? The court considers them as an enemy!"

Ryan was curious.

Maria shook her head, "not our enemies, they just want to be away from greedy people. It doesn't mean that they are our enemies if they don't bow to human thrones, not had done to vampires."

Elizabeth confirmed her with a node, she never read nor had heard of any cruelty from the faerie folk toward humans. Although she couldn't confess that was true if a human from Velator crossed their borders and returned with safety. Perhaps, they just didn't like strangers nor had an impression on passengers.

"You are truly right! My father always says that."

Ryan was agreed and grasped Elizabeth's scowled again. He was certain that as soon as they would get out of this village she was going to kill her with sharp massive questions.

They continued walking into the lane until they arrived at a house near the rock that sounded to be a stream in the Spring season.

Maria took her key out and opened the lock; then extended her hand out of her body. Ryan wasn't sure if they could trust them but the knight had trusted them.

"Lavera! Are you still here?"

She asked. They entered the house where the empty living room met them first.

A figure like a cloud of butterflies appeared in front of them, the moonlit that was glinting inside through the window landed on her and she shaped as a lady. Her hair was as black as coal and her eyes sharp as red as rubies. Her dress was made of glowing gems that beaded on thin lace. She smiled at the woman. She had fangs that glinted.

"My darling, Maria!" She reached her hand out of her body, a diamond ring it was that the delicate gem landed on subtle-made whorled roots or could be counted as branches, shimmering on her forefinger.

Maria grabbed that thin ghostly formed hand and kissed it.

"They are here to see you," she announced it then stood beside her.

"I expected them. The scent of that imp's blood tugged to their clothes."

Maria pouted, so the disturber that Natasha mentioned was an imp, an imp near her village, where was very close to hunting people.

"I am stunned that you noticed so fast!"

Elizabeth noted. The faerie had subtle look, her eyes could inject emotions, cold, and heat both at the same time. The way she was annoyed.

Peering into Elizabeth's eyes made her palms sweat, she clenched her pants. Why was everything about this village so strange?

"What are you?" The faeries voice echoed in her head.

The statement sent a drizzling chill through her blood that was warm a while ago. What was she saying? She was a human just like the woman beside her.

"A human!" She thought.

The faeries took her eyes off Elizabeth and gazed at Maria.

"Bring me a bit of that tea again, I felt better after having it." Lavera wished and Maria hastily obeyed.

Getting to the kitchen with an eager face, Maria left them to be together.

The faerie walked to the yard where the cold was ruling, a lantern was on the stone table. There was a round stone bench around it. She sat there, no steam was streaming out of her body as if she was made of those snowflakes that landed on the earth. Her feet left no print through her dress that was sweeping behind her. No trace they left.

"What is your desire?"

She asked.

"I have a sister! Her name is Luna..."

She explained to her about the occurrence that had happened to Luna and about the written spell that appeared on her neck.

"What was the written word?"

Lavera's eyes shifted on the snow, Elizabeth grasped her point and reached out her forefinger, drawing the symbol on the snow.

The faerie's eyes sharpened and before Elizabeth could finish the last letter, she gripped her hand. Her eyes ran wide as she did it and peered into Elizabeth's eyes again.

Elizabeth felt that her blood was frizzing, the world twisted over her head as the faerie gripped her hand.

Ryan swallowed as he saw Elizabeth's eyes turning golden. They were glowing like the sun in the middle of summer. Now he could comprehend why his aunt Vivian always persisted that no Faerie should ever touch the girl. The fact could be revealed through her eyes.

"The hybrid, the only one! How?" The faerie murmured and was attempting to snatch her hand back but she couldn't, the girl's inward hidden power was devouring her.