7 THE MESSENGER
"Mr. Bishop, have you seen what we have seen?" Mrs. Willard expresses her observation with Luna Goodwick.
"She has the black and white aura of magic in her! This is the first time that I have encountered such a magical aura. Never had it in my entire 10 decades." Mr. Willard said while agreeing with his wife.
Then, Mr. Foster expresses his anxiety "We should be very vigilant. The wind speaks, it is humming some kind of a warning. I have received a message from Eric about his encounter with the spy earlier and I shiver with the thought of it."
"Yes, I do understand and have seen it too! We are just lucky that we have known Mr. Green and we could oversee her actions in 10 days of their voyage. And maybe we could visit them tonight?
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Jax is very busy working with his laptop while I'm trying to rest. We just settled inside our suite after our afternoon tea.
I have been trying to figure out how to work out my plan.
My eyes are closed and I'm holding the heirloom with both hands, then humming a message to my parents and the council about the messengers that I have encountered.
I tried my best to silent my mind to avoid the messengers to discover my plan.
The wind whispers in my ears "Luna... the beautiful moon. Yes, we heard you. Just follow your heart and intuition. We will be there tonight in case you need us."
And suddenly, the wind becomes heavy. I guess they are here? Just too early for my scheduled plan.
I tried my best to be calm and rise from bed swiftly then walking towards Jax on the sofa.
I'm on his back and embrace him then whisper in his ears "Babe?" "Hmm? Yes, Babe?" he replied while still looking at the monitor of his laptop. "Can we stay inside our room for our dinner tonight? I'm not feeling good about being outside for dinner." Kissing his cheek while stating my request.
My face is red all over. Is this how humans do it when asking something? Gosh! I never had any boyfriend in my witch life! I wish I could just snap it but not this time.
He holds my hands and disengaged them from a brace and moves his seat away from the table then he signaled, by tapping his lap.
Do I have to seat on his lap? that's how my Dad signaled when I was still a child.
I feel the warm feeling on my red face.
But I do not have any choice, I have to concede and work out my plan.
I slowly seated myself on his lap and he carefully positioned me, like he's carrying me.
"Alright, Babe! I'll call in a butler's service. What do you like to eat?" He said while he is smelling my hair.
"I would like to have some Mediterranean bowl for tonight and some peppermint tea" I replied.
He smiled and said "Is that all? Do you want some desserts or fruits?" I declined his offer by shaking my head.
He carefully carried me and helped me to be seated on the sofa.
"Just give me a minute, Babe... I'll call the butler's service." Then he winks at me while holding the telephone.
I took my chance to get inside the en suite bathroom.
Then, I hold the walls sending protection throughout our room.
As I am chanting repeatedly "Denied our room from the messengers of the Black Cabal. Send illusions to keep their eyes away, mirrored images repeatedly. So mote it be." I just did it! I hope that would be enough to protect us.
"Babe? Dinner will be served in 30 minutes!" Jax called out as he ended his call,
He had seen me while I entered the bathroom.
"Thank you, Babe!" I replied and started to walk out of the bathroom.
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"Mr. Bishop, have you felt that?" Mr. Foster and the others said in unison.
"Yes, it's quite strong. Indeed." We felt the vibration as we are getting closer to the alley of suite 180.
"I think, she felt us. I'm not feeling good about it. She is stronger than what we expected." I added.
"We have been walking for a few minutes now but how come we are still on the corner of the alley to the suite?" Mrs. Willard expresses her observation and feeling anxiety.
I halted from walking and touched the walls.
"The magic of illusions!" I exclaimed in surprise.
And so we decided to back off and make some reservations in a private dining room for dinner.
We have to plan our next actions and it's time to let them know.
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We are seated on the sofa, watching the view outside the window.
I'm feeling calm and the heaviness of the air was gone. I'm feeling relief.
Then suddenly a knock on the door caught our attention.
Jax rose from his seat and walk towards the door and open them.
"Good evening Mr. Green!" He greeted while bringing in the food cart trolley.
Then, the butler greeted me as he saw me "Good evening Ms. Goodwick!"
And started to serve all the food from the cart.
There are different kinds of fruits, the Mediterranean bowl salad, some grilled steaks, baked potatoes, vegetable soups, mini cookies and chocolates, a tea set, and a bottle of wine.
The butler announced "Bon a petite Mr. Green and Ms. Goodwick!" as he completed serving the food on our table.
Then he asked, "Do you need anything else, Mr. Green and Ms. Goodwick?"
"Babe, do you want to add more?" Jax asked sweetly.
"No Babe! That's more than enough, Thank you!" I smiled.
Then he left us and started our sumptuous dinner.
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"Hello, Mr. Hansen. Yes, I understand. Yes, we did meet her. I see. I think the Black Elders should know?" then we ended our call.
We are having our dinner in a private dining room on the cruise ship.
The action plan should immediately be established or else we might be dead by the coming days.
Eric advised us to hold our horses and keep vigilant.
The Black Elders already know about Ms. Goodwick's magical power.
And they couldn't wait to meet her alive. We need to get her alive for them.
Who is she? How did she get those power? I haven't seen any white witch have such power? Not even any White Elder witches that we had encountered before such powerful magic.
And she's not part of the Black Cabal community too!
Where did she come from?
"Mr. Bishop? Do you like a glass of wine?" The butler offered everyone some wine after our dinner is being served.
I nodded.
We will meet again soon... Ms. Goodwick!
