1 The Sorceress

Prologue

Over many years, the fiction genre has always been regarded simply as the invention of creative, imaginary and unreal stories designed to satisfy the fantasies of the illusive mind, and for many people such stories could never intersect with the realities of the real world. However, although fiction can sometimes be inspired through real events but told through different words and within an otherworldly environment, no fiction book that I know of has ever been written with an attempt to portray reality through fiction. Immediately, I know many of my readers would obviously wonder this legitimate question: how can you tell reality through fiction? Other readers would even go further and question the very link between reality and fiction…isn't reality based on real, logical and empirical facts of the daily lives of humans while fiction on most occasions seems to have no factual basis? As an author, I don't think that I can ever write any book which can really break it down for everybody to understand the real link between fiction and reality, and basically I myself think that the debate between the real and the illusory is a subjective matter reserved to the appreciation of the individual based on their understanding of the realities in the world of senses in which they live but also their degree of skepticism towards things eyes cannot see.

In the western world, we hear and read stories of great ancient philosophers with a brilliant mind like Socrates or his disciple Plato, for example, and we proudly embrace those stories told about these eminent philosophers---and we deeply excavate the philosophical knowledge provided by these great figures in order to satisfy our intellectual ego---while the so called savage man in the jungles of Papua New Guinea or down into the aborigeneous forests in Australia who tells the past and reads the future, may, for historical reasons--- not having been exposed to the philosophical knowledge of the western world---skeptically reject the existence of Socrates or Plato or any other distinguished philosopher in the western world pretty much in the same way as the western man denies the existence of invisible creatures within his indigenous world. The reason is because we live in a world with different realities, and everybody seems to be too much comfortable into their own world to understand the realities outside their own world.

In The Sorceress, what I'm trying to do is to paint the reality through a brush of fiction. Why I do so? Like my African grandmother used to say, not all truth is good to say directly, and maybe this is where fiction helps reality: it serves as a complement to help reality conceal a bit when it cannot be told through a direct and overt narrative. The reasons for this fiction-reality fusion may be hard to explain for the sake of privacy, and whatever the reason, what I'm trying to accomplish through this book is to wake the skeptical mind up to the realization that the wingspan of creation extends well beyond things human eyes can goggle. Some of the stories recorded in this book are simply a transcription of real stories personally experienced while others represent a vicarious experience, and others have been made up. The stories take place within a fairy environment somewhere in the medieval era, and the characters have been specially devised to portray the stories, but the ---''content of their characters''---of the people portrayed by these characters have been maintained. When I felt lost in the process, I have always tried to keep the narrative genuine and largely satisfactory not just to the illusive mind looking for fiction books but also for any mind looking to see reality told through a different genre.

Chapter 1

On an alley overlooking a splendid river with churning waters which seemed to dance to the euphonious sound of the wind, surrounded by tall trees and polychrome flowers, there was a magnificent, colossal, eye-catching and miraculously pretty mansion.

The mansion was a very famous construction, and it was known by the all the people living by the river due to the magnificent look and the epic stature of it, and it was called the Royal mansion. The mansion had a medieval style of architecture, and it was built with strong, precious and glowy stones.

Outside the mansion, there was a beautiful little garden in the front with an array of elegant flowers of all colors-such as chrysanthemum, roses, daisies, amaryllis, celosias inter alia-blossoming with a fragrant, sweet and pleasant odor.

The mansion had a large wooden door with translucent panes of glass through which the sun rays seeped every morning to let in a beautiful daylight : it was the main entrance door to the mansion, and on the edges of the door there were green, purple, red and blue flowers crawling up and were partly covering the walls of the mansion.

Along the hallways, there were medieval paintings of great artwork, and extravagant and luxurious chandeliers hanging above on the ceiling which illuminated the mansion.

The mansion was the property of the Sandoval family, a very wealthy and mysterious family whose wealth extended over two centuries. It was built a century ago by Don Lupez, the paternal grandfather of the Sandoval family who was a very rich and influential entrepreneur, but also a promiscuous man who had many affairs with different women.

Don Lupez Sandoval was married to Dona Maria Elizabeth Sanchez Villanueva who was a muse and a skillful musician who knew to play many instruments, but also a very mysterious woman who was a sorceress and specialist in supernatural sciences whose true nature her husband Don Lupez never discovered until his death.

The couple had settled in the mansion a couple days after they got married, and Dona Maria Elizabeth Sanchez Villanueva became Dona Maria Sandoval, and the true mistress in the mansion for mysterious reasons. They lived in the mansion for all their years of marriage and despite Don Lupez's desire to purchase a new property by the ocean, Dona Maria always convinced him to stay in the mansion for a reason he has never gotten to understand.

The Sandoval family also had many handmaids at their service in charge of the enormous task of daily maintaining the magnificent and gigantic mansion clean and in order, and the handmaids lived in the mansion where Dona Maria had given a room to each and every handmaid.

There were about four handmaids working for the Sandoval family, among which a sweet mid-aged woman in her early 30's, with dark and long hair, and gracious manners whose name was Ava, and she had been working in the mansion for over a decade ; a short, gorgeous girl with bright, dark eyes, platinum hair, and a cute face with chubby cheeks named Leah who looked like a romantic woman lacking of love; a tall, slender girl with colored skin, brown eyes , long and sleek hair whose name was Maya; and a tall, skinny girl with dark and curly hair and wide brown eyes, who looked a bit like Maya: her name was Amalia, and she had just lost her former job and had begun to work in the mansion.

Each one of the handmaids had a mission of her own, it seemed. It was Amalia and Leah who often did the cooking in the kitchen; Maya liked to spend her time taking care of the flowers in the garden, and it was often either her or Leah who served coffee to Don Lupez when he woke up in the morning.

Ava barely accomplished any task in the mansion; in fact Dona Maria had chosen her to be the administrator and most of her work was to supervise and to oversee the general task in the mansion.

Dona Maria and Don Lupez didn't have children soon as they got married. In their early years of marriage, the Sandoval couple was struggling before they had children; in fact, Dona Maria didn't want to have children early while Don Lupez badly wished to. Dona Maria was also a very narcissistic woman who ever since she was a little girl never wished to venture the beauty of her body through pregnancy and breastfeeding, and she wished to remain young and beautiful for as many years as she could at any price.

Only a couple years later would Don Lupez and Dona Maria have their first child: a cute little baby with a mischievous face and beautiful chestnut eyes they named Scarlett, who would grow up learning the ways of her mysterious mother and would become a narcissistic and mysterious woman like her mother. Scarlet looked a lot like her mother: they had the same chestnut eyes, the same elliptical look in their eyes, the same dark hair color, the same gait, and the same arrogant and mysterious attitude.

A year later, they had a second child: a little boy with dark, thick and fuzzy hair, light brown eyes, named Andres who was a very energetic kid, and he loved to run every which way into the mansion; Dona Maria lost him sometimes into the wide hallways of the mansion and struggled before she found him, oftentimes with the help of her handmaids. In children's school carnivals, Dona Maria used to dress him in ancient Greek superheroes' regalia and the little boy would playfully wield his sword and his shield like Hercules' son.

Over the years, Andres grew up and decided to leave the mansion. In fact, he was in love with a girl who seemed to be exotic in that world whose hair was extremely long, her skin dark-brown, her eyes shiny like night stars, her waist curved like a mermaid's. Her name was Patricia and she was a wealthy nurse born into a patrician family of relatively the same degree of opulence and same nobility status as the Sandoval family.

Andres and Patricia married a few months after they fell in love, and there was a large and prominent ceremony within the mansion with many guests and family members. Patricia's mother, Mrs. Jocelyn Amaral( an old, elegant woman with short, red and curly hair in her late 50's who looked younger despite her age) who was Dona Maria's in-law was also a long time friend, a business partner to Don Lupez, and a regular visitor in the mansion.

Andres worked as a mechanical engineer while his wife was a plastic surgeon. The couple went on to live in a fancy and less huge abode than the mansion located in the southern part of the river.

Scarlett Sandoval chose to remain in the mansion along with her beloved mother and accomplice in their mysterious world. She got married to a rich lawyer named Mr. Vicente Perez, and Dona Maria suggested that the couple stay in the mansion and Scarlet convinced Mr. Perez to live together in the mansion just like her mother wished, and which she felt was an excellent idea for a reason.

She stayed in the mansion with her parents, her husband and her two daughters. Mr. Perez was a tall and handsome gentleman who was very calm, sensitive and with a measured temperament, and although he never seemed to understand the mysterious nature and the complex personality of his mother-in-law, he always managed to find ways to get along with Dona Maria.

With Mr. Perez, Scarlet had two gorgeous twin daughters: a tall, slender girl with brown eyes, short, dark and loose hair named Aida and her twin sister Amanda who had also brown eyes like her twin sister, but her hair was dark and curly and was longer than her sister's, and she liked to roll her hair down in a stylist bun, and sometimes in a simple ponytail, as it was too long and ran all the way down to her waist.

Growing up into the mysterious ways of her mother, Mrs. Scarlett Perez was a witch, a mysterious and narcissistic woman whose beauty and wealth served as an armor to conceal her real nature.

Like her mother, she was passionate about mysteries and secrets of the magical world, and she knew mysterious secrets and supernatural creatures, and nothing ordinary was of her taste. She was raised into the secret world of invisible and magical creatures, and by the time she grew up into a perky, mischievous, sly and curious girl and was about twelve years old, her mother Dona Maria decided it was time to introduce her and her little brother Andres into the secret world of magical sciences, and she revealed them the most mysterious of all the secrets in the mansion : the existence of supernatural creatures hidden in a secret vault in the mansion of which no one knew the existence other than their own mother, and where no one was allowed to reach except for their mother.

Dona Maria decided that the existence of these magical spirits would be a sacred secret between her and her two children, and she strictly warned Scarlett and Andres to never reveal this secret to anyone including their own dad as a way to keep spying on their promiscuous dad.

''Your dad should never know'' she said to them making a serious tone.

''Yes, promised momma'' whispered Scarlett.

''Promised, too.'', said Andres like a parrot.

''Why should he not know, mommy?'' wondered Scarlett curiously.

''I will tell your dad when I decide to, ok?'', said Dona Maria with a serious voice.

These magical creatures had lived in the mansion for many years, and they had been welcomed into the mansion by Dona Maria who came into contact with these creatures when she said the magical words recorded in an old book of magic entitled How to Discover the secrets of All men as a way to always satisfy her overflowing curiosity and to spy on her promiscuous husband Don Lupez, pretty much in those days of marital discomfort when Don lupez seemed to be lost in romance and seemed to never know which woman he really was in love with.

The magic book was voluminous and filled with hundreds of pages, the title was scripted in gleaming calligraphic scriptures, and inside the book there were sections on the art of magic along with a small tutorial on incantations and how to say the magical words.

Dona Maria opened the book, and started to read through the magical pages, her eyes immersed in the book in deep concentration. She closed her eyes , and read the magical words listed in the first section of the book, shaking with fear while she held the book into her hands:

Lords of magic, I open my heart to you

I pray that you reveal me all the secrets of my husband

May you please help me and comfort me

Out of the blue, Dona Maria heard some mysterious voices speaking out of nowhere while she couldn't see any physical presence. She felt really scared and horrified, wondering whether she had really made a good choice by reading those magical words. The book of magic slipped through her hands as she kept shaking frantically, and it fell down and landed on the floor into the bedroom.

''Don't be scared, beloved.'', she heard a mysterious and ghostly voice say.

''We are here to help you'', said another creepy voice.

Dona Maria felt assured and she calmed down, her fright washing away slowly. She stood up before her bed, throwing her eyes in every corner of her room hoping to detect the physical aspect of these mysterious voices.

''Thank you, lords.'', she said, looking more relaxed.

She scrooched down, and grabbed the magical book down from the ground and slipped it into a case carefully out of no reach.

Upon the request of the magical spirits, Dona Maria arranged a small section into the large mansion without Don Lupez's knowledge, and she built a secret vault to house her new magical spirits where they would stay for many years.

The secret vault was located in the second floor of the mansion, on the right side of the hallway, and there was a monumental black gate with a rudder vector which led into the vault, and right behind the gate Dona Maria had dangled a wide, grand painting portrait of herself.

The painting was a very impressive and high-priced object which Dona Maria had commissioned from a prestigious, highly skillful artist who was eminently distinguished within the world of arts, and it revealed both of her most characteristic features: her love for luxurious, extravagant and expensive things, but also her sneaky, tricky, perfidious and mysterious nature; the painting was also purposely designed to conceal the gate of the secret vault.

The advent of these mysterious creatures into the mansion ever since turned the mansion into a mysterious residence and to Dona Maria and her daughter Scarlett who only had access into the secret vault in the mansion these magical spirits became their closest friends.

When Don Lupez was gone for many days into his wild life of sexual adventures which he liked to astutely justify as the demanding realities of his work as a successful entrepreneur who owns many businesses, Dona Maria would be a bit worried but also very suspicious of her husband's conduct.

In fact, Don Lupez was having a romantic date with her mistress, an elegant, charming woman with curly blond hair, wide blue eyes and a cute smile named Carla, and they had been hooking up for some time. Carla was a young, rich, beautiful and quite famous actress who appeared in many movies and plays, and was known for various roles involving sex, drama, plots, crimes and sometimes as a desperate villain who makes love impossible.

When Don Lupez met Carla he had become a bit starstruck, and was also greatly amazed by the beauty of the young and famous actress, and although he was a wealthy man he barely believed that he could conquer her. Don had already had a few mistresses before , and the adventures had turned short, sweet and sometimes bittersweet, but never had he had a romance with a woman in the spotlight.

Dona Maria had noticed a strange change in Don Lupez's demeanor; he was paying less attention to his wife, had strange mood swings, and she could spot him secretly typing on his phone at night while she pretended to sleep. She could also eavesdrop his conversation sometimes when he hid in his office talking for long hours on the phone, and she heard him talk with a person she could not identify clearly as she listened through the door of Don Lupez's office.

She became extremely suspicious of her husband's conduct, and while Don was gone for a few nights, suspicious thoughts of her husband cheating ran into her mind as she was lying in bed alone, feeling desperate and abandoned and wondering where Don Lupez was spending the night.

Don Lupez was flirting with his mistress Carla in a very fancy hotel downtown where they used to have encounters every once in a while; they had just finished making love, and were lying down on bed both naked, covered through a white, long and fluffy blanket. Don Lupez was running his hard, manly hands through Carla's soft, lustrous and seductive body while Carla lay on top of him and gave him a passionate smooch on the lips and confessed how much she loved being with him.

'' Oh I really adore you, Don.'', said Carla in a romantic voice, goggling her wide blue eyes like she does in a scene in a famous movie of hers called Eyes of lust.

''Love you too, darling'', replied Don, kissing her passionately.

Meanwhile, Dona Maria was still staying in bed looking thoughtful, restless and unable to sleep. She leapt out of her bed and sneaked into the secret vault of her magical spirits in search of augurs about her husband. It was about 3.am in the morning and her children and all of the handmaids were sleeping.

''What is my husband doing now?'', she asked curiously, rolling her chestnut eyes in an anxious manner.

Knowing that the news would leave Dona maria exasperated, the magical spirits were at first hesitant about spewing the truth onto her.

''We will be glad to reveal you anything you wish, beloved '', a scary, grotesque and otherworldly voice said, ''but we don't want to see you heartbroken.''

Dona Maria scowled, turning more anxious. She could hear the voices, but she could not see the magical spirits.

''Please tell me, lords.'', she insisted.

She liked to call these magical creatures ''lords'' and she strongly believed that these magical creatures were know-all gods and were somehow divine in her eyes. She had trust in these magical spirits and everything they said was truthful to her.

Looking anxious, restless and desperate to know the truth, the magical spirits finally decided to reveal her what Don Lupez was doing in a trice.

''Mr. Lupez is with his mistress, a curly blond woman named Carla'', said a strange voice, less scary and more gentle than the first one.

''They are in a hotel downtown'', said a whacky voice.

To these words Dona Maria blushed, and she felt a strong feeling of melancholy inside her, reviving the moment like she was there in that hotel, and that she had actually caught Don Lupez cheating with her own eyes.

'' Yes'', she said, fighting back her tears, ''yes, I knew my husband was cheating.''

''We didn't mean to hurt you, beloved.'', murmured an odd, scary voice but a bit more human-like than the creepy voices she heard previously.

''No, I'm glad that you told me, lords'', she said in a sad voice.

She wandered around the secret vault for some time, looking sad and heartbroken, and as she cast a little glance down to the back of the vault, she saw a bright, powerful and eye-catching light which twinkled strongly like lightening: she was walking into the light-concentrated area where the magical spirits seemed to be invisibly located.

Dona Maria followed the light curiously, her eyes winking and twinkling, her face sparkling through the powerful light, her hair blowing through the flow of air, and her silhouette through the effect of the light cast her through the shape of an angel.

Despite the heartbreak, she was still curious and wanted to know where the flashing light sprang from. As she was walking really close to the light-concentrated area, she felt a strong pressure of light into her eyes, her mind and her body and she almost collapsed.

''No, beloved'', shouted a strong, creepy and mysterious voice , ''don't get any closer please''. Dona Maria was at a step close to collapsing.

'' Why, lords?'', she asked innocently, walking a few steps backwards.

'' The light hither you cannot resist, beloved'' , explained another mysterious voice, a bit gentle but scary.

'' I want to see you, lords." said Dona Maria curiously.

'' You cannot see us, beloved '', replied a new, scary and mysterious voice she had never heard.

'' You can only hear us but you cannot see us.'', said another mysterious voice with a creepy sound which sounded a bit familiar into Dona Maria's ears.

"We are invisible creatures to human eyes'', explained another strange, mysterious and grotesque voice which sounded a bit more like the first voice Dona Maria had heard.

Dona Maria had started to feel puzzled but she was also amazed by the mysterious nature of these magical creatures-the exotic lilt in their voices, the different intonations in their voices and the mysterious way they altered their voices when talking to her.

This mysterious attitude of the magical spirits sparked more curiosity into her and as she stood there before the light with her dazzled eyes trying to understand these magical creatures, she felt how much she loved these creatures and how much she was amazed by their mysterious nature.

She liked mysterious things and these magical creatures were fascinatingly mysterious; she realized that she had much in common with these invisible creatures . She also felt a strong spiritual connection with them like she never did before, and despite their creepy voices she started to feel familiar with these magical creatures.

While talking with the magical creatures, she had also felt that a bit of her melancholy and her pent-up wrath was slightly washing away and was conquered by all the wonderment she felt speaking with these magical and mysterious creatures.

''Thank you, lords.'', she said, walking out of the vault.

She closed the door of the secret vault and walked down the stairs to her room. She jumped back into her bed, snatched a pillow and laid her head on thinking about Don Lupez and her conversation with the magical spirits.

She pictured the scenes of treachery like a little movie into her head, and she wished she could go to that hotel downtown and break into that hotel room where Don Lupez was sleeping with his mistress, and the more she pictured the scenes the more feelings of bitterness, anger and resentment invaded her mind.

Over the next day as the sun rises up with a lively daylight twinkling through the hallways, Don Lupez arrived at the mansion with a small briefcase in his hand.

Dona Maria had woken up early in that day and was seated down on the living room of the mansion waiting for Don. She was looking a bit grumpy, but strong and confident about herself.

''What may I serve you, Mrs. Sandoval?.'', asked Leah with a graceful voice, willful to serve a coffee, a tea or glass of water to her patroness. She was excited to serve anything in her first days of work, and was badly looking to earn admiration from Dona Maria.

''Nothing'' , replied Dona Maria, looking a bit nervous, and Leah walked away feeling a bit offended.

Dona Maria was prepared to use the revelations of her magical spirits astutely against Don Lupez. She had her speech prepared in her mind and she knew exactly what to say.

She remembered all the things she had heard in that secret vault about Don Lupez and his amorous adventures with his blond mistress named Carla, and the voices of the magical creatures were popping in her head like an old favorite melody of her childhood she could never forget.

''Where were you Dr. Don?'', she said with a cynical expression on her face, looking at Don straight into the eyes. Dona Maria liked to cynically call her husband Dr. Don, a name she gave him ironically the day Don told her that her nerves would relax better only if she could worry less and trust him because he really loved her.

''I was busy with work'' replied Don Lupez.

'' Oh with Carla, you mean?'', said Dona Maria sarcastically.

''Carla?'' he whispered, looking anxious and shaking with fear, ''how do you know Carla?''. He was really surprised and couldn't think of no coincidence.

''You should explain how you know Carla'', replied Dona Maria, ''Not me.''

''I don't think I know any woman named Carla'', mumbled Don Lupez.

Dona Maria gave a little sarcastic grin, rolled her eyes and stared at Don Lupez with an angry face.

''Oh Dr. Don,'' she said ironically, '' how can you forget that blond girl when you slept the whole night with her in that hotel downtown?".

Don Lupez began to tremble like a leaf, his white shirt stuffed with sweat from transpiration and fear and anxiety. He realized that the day had come he was caught into his cheating, but he could not figure out how his wife had discovered .

'' Oh gosh, how can she know all these things ?'', he wondered, assuming in his mind that Carla was a dubious woman who may have set him up.

'' No way, Don.'', said Dona Maria, wobbling close to Don, ''you can't forget Carla because she is blond and curly.''.

''I can't take it no more'', he screamed, running over to his bedroom.

He locked himself up in his room, slipped his briefcase down on the floor, slouched into his bed throwing his hands at the back of his head. Dona Maria ran behind his back and followed him all the way to their bedroom.

''Don, open the door.'', she shouted, knocking on the door harshly, ''we need to talk.''

'' No, leave me alone.'', said Don, running his hands through his hair worriedly, ''I need to be alone''.

''We need to talk'', Dona Maria pushed, thumping on the door insistently, ''you need to give me more explanations.''

''I can't talk now.'', screamed Don, taking his sweaty shirt off as he headed to the bathroom.

Dona Maria walked away, and Don Lupez remained in the bathroom having a shower, feeling lost, astonished and anxious.

He stayed in the bathtub for a few minutes, looking pensive and melancholic as the water from the shower sprinkled over his body like rainfall; he thought about his mistress and felt disappointed as he wrongly believed that she was a set-up woman.

He walked out of the bathroom naked, and grabbed the phone from the little wooden table by the bed in his room, and walked back into the bathroom: he was mistrustful about Dona Maria, thinking that she might eavesdrop his conversation through the door had he called from the bedroom.

He was sitting down there in the bathtub with the phone in his hands, and amidst feelings of confusion, anxiety and resentment, he decided to call Carla. A heated conversation ran between him and his mistress.

''Why did you set me up, Carla ? '', he screamed on the phone. Carla felt confused but also amused, thinking that it was just a prank or a little joke.

'' I don't know what you talking about, Don.'', she said with an innocent voice, running her hand through her curly blond hair.

''Of course you do'', Don screamed, ''you told my wife what happened yesterday in that hotel.''

'' Are you really okay, Don?'' said Carla, realizing that there was something wrong happening as the voice of Don rose with wrath, rumbling into her ears a sound of anger and disappointment and she could feel the anger in every note in his voice.

''My wife knows everything'' said Don, angrily.

'' I don't even know your wife, Don'', yelled Carla in a fiery voice that seemed to break over the phone.

''Come on, Carla.'', said Don, ''come on, you do know my wife and you reported everything to her.''

''I don't know your bitch .'', said Carla, wrathfully, '', she knows me because I'm famous, ok?''. The accusations had started to get on her nerves.

Don paused for a while on the phone, took a deep breath and blasted. ''My wife knows you really well, and I'm sure you do know her too.'' he said, ''She knows every detail about you, your blond and curly hair….everything.''

''Yes, she knows me because I'm famous.'', said Carla with a smirk. The conversation had started to turn into drama and to her Carla it somehow felt like a movie she was acting in, and she was already enjoying the thrill of fame as a celebrity and she turned the situation to her favor choosing to ignore Don's accusations.

'' I'm really sick of your cynicism'', screeched Don which got Carla a bit pissed off.

''I think you are insane, Don'', she said hanging up on the phone roughly.

Carla had never met Dona Maria personally though; she had heard of her only through the stories that Don Lupez had told about his wife in those days when he started dating Carla secretly, and although Carla was a famous actress she was only known in the movie world and her private life was never publicly exposed.

Dona Maria knew Carla only as the famous movie star, and she had watched quite a few movies starring Carla, but she could never imagined that the famous actress was actually the blond and curly mistress her magical spirits described.

Though she was just a mistress to Don, Carla happened to love him for real and wished to remain his mistress for as long their secret amorous adventures could last. They had met in a splendid pacific island called The Island of Romance which was known as a haven where couples used to elope, and where Carla was on set for Eyes of Lust, a movie about love, sex and lust where Carla is cast as Oriana Johnson, a mysterious woman with magical blue eyes who ends up drowning in the middle of the ocean as she tries to save her lover in a shipwreck.

Don liked to travel to the Island of Romance for fun, looking to enjoy the delices of sunny weather, seafood and beautiful women. Don was already married to Dona Maria, and Carla was just coming out of a toxic marriage to an abusive husband, and she was looking for a fun and loving man to spend time. Don loved Carla for her striking beauty: she was tall and slender with exotic blue eyes which could lure men with a mere glance, and she also had blond and curly hair like the magical spirits had described her. She was also younger than Dona Maria and Don Lupez liked younger women. Carla loved Don for his sense of humor, his gentle manners and the hearty moments he could provide her with when they were out in town for a date.

Don Lupez and Carla's secret romance came to an end mysteriously and Don Lupez lost his mistress under mysterious circumstances unable to figure out the mysterious machinery of magical spirits behind his wife's discovery of his secret affair with Carla.

Although Dona Maria could not get over Don Lupez's cuckoldry, she had no choice but to remain married to Don. They had children, and she loved the mansion dearly and never wished to leave, and most mysteriously, she realized, her magical spirits resided in Don's mansion.

She expressed her pain and bitterness on the course of a night while they were lying down on bed.

''I know you are desperate, Don Juan '', she cynically said to Don, rolling her wide chestnut eyes '' but I'm calm though…you know why?''

''Why?'', asked Don, blinking his guilty eyes that could tell all his secret romance with Carla.

''Anything you do I will know.'', she said.

'' Hum'', mumbled Don, lost for words.

'' Yes,'', said Dona Maria, ''I will know.''

Don shrugged, took a little breath and said nothing. He was too comfortably meshed into his ordinary world, and never could he imagine the existence of magical creatures into his own mansion.