Just my own "what I would like to happen" for the characters of Fablehaven. None of these characters belong to me; they belong to Brandon Mull.
Seth's POV
Family can be really annoying. Especially siblings. Kendra seems to get all of the attention these days. Just because she is "fairy kind" doesn't mean she's all that. I mean, everybody associates the fairies with the "light", and of course, me being a shadow charmer, everybody thinks that just randomly I am going to turn evil. I am really not planning on it, but they won't listen. They never listen to Seth, who, even though he is a Knight, they keep him out of the inner circle of the Sorenson family, and keep Kendra in.
I need to be alone, I thought.
As I walked out the door, ignoring Kendra asking where I was going, I grabbed a coat. I didn't know how long I would be out.
I stumbled and tripped over the gnarled roots of the looming trees as I made my way to Graulas's lair.
Kendra's POV
Seth amazes me with how well he can get into trouble. Just this morning he got in trouble for sneaking some chocolate before breakfast. It is usually something like that, or giving the satyrs batteries. Sometimes he would go off into the forest just to go for some walks, but he has never been gone for this long. I didn't want to get him in trouble, but-
"Kendra, have you seen Seth lately?" Grandpa Sorenson's voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Ummmm......no......not since he ran off into the forest." I said hesitantly.
"That boy is going to get himself killed if he isn't careful. I declare..." he trailed off as my parents walked in. Oh. No. This was not going to go well.
Seth's POV
I knew it was getting late (and dark, which was not a good time to be out, alone, in the middle of the forest), but I didn't care. I felt a sort of peace being away from my family.
"Hello, young Seth. What brings you here?" said Graulas.
"I needed to talk to someone other than my family."
"But your family is the closest thing you will ever have. Why do you wish to get away from them?"
"Because when you aren't needed in a family, and no one notices when you are hiding in your room, or, in my case, in the shadows, you really need to talk to someone who understands you." I replied, finally to say what had been bugging me for weeks now.
"Hmm....have you been noticing any changes in your behavior lately? Like, drastic changes?"
"As a matter of fact, I have. I've..." I trailed off, trying to collect my thoughts. I had noticed that my attitude had become much more, well, darker. Not only that, but my occasional hearing of the wraiths held in the dungeons were becoming more frequent. What could it mean, and could Graulas give me the answers?