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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-one : Frustration (part one)


(part one)

Thursday midday — 12:15 p.m.

“I’m sorry,” Pierre said. “Would you mind repeating what you said?”

“You know that the fairies are meeting?” Heather asked.

They’d just ordered lunch at a quiet lunchroom not far from Lockheed Martin, where Pierre worked.

“To avoid outright war,” Pierre said. “The war has been brewing for decades.”

“They are attempting to put together a kind of United Nations of Fairies,” Heather said. “Three of the fairy tribes, including the lost tribes, are interested. One tribe …”

“Áthas,” Pierre said under his breath.

Heather nodded.

“They are not interested,” Heather said. “They’ve attempted to attack members of our family.”

“Guy,” Pierre said with a gasp. He moved to stand up. “He’s alone, out of town …”

“He’s well protected,” Jill said with a knowing nod.

“Marigold,” Pierre said.

Heather nodded.

“They’ve come for all of you?” Pierre asked.

Heather nodded.

“They came for my daughter and her friend at school,” Jill said.

Pierre sat back in his chair. He blinked at them.

“This is about the Sword of Truth,” Pierre said.

“They tried to take it outright,” Jill said.

“And take Jill’s daughter, Katy,” Heather said.

“For the fairy war,” Pierre said.

Heather and Jill fell silent. They looked at Pierre while he seemed to be thinking through something. He opened his mouth and then scowled at them.

“They cannot take the sword,” Pierre said. “Surely, they know that.”

“It doesn’t seem that way,” Heather said.

“They’ve taken my daughter and her friend,” Jill said.

Pierre looked up at Jill. His piercing eyes focused entirely on her face. She swallowed hard.

“They are trying to take the Sword of Truth by getting it before it attaches to Paddie,” Heather said, taking over from Jill.

Pierre shook his head.

“They will be unsuccessful,” Pierre said.

“Everyone says that,” Jill spit out. “They are holding my daughter and Paddie in a time loop. If they can’t get the sword …”

Jill sucked in a breath to keep from panicking. She hadn’t been aware of how terrified she felt. She closed her mouth and glanced at Heather. She needed to calm down. Heather gave her a quick nod.

“Katy told Jill that she has been given the Vanquisher,” Heather said.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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