This is the sequel to my other story The Demon and the Fairykind. And this has nothing to do with the story, but anyone read Keys to the Demon Prison yet? I'm halfway done, and so far I hate Bracken. I don't know why, he just annoys me. I keep thinking that when he meets Kendra he'll start to like her. Again, not sure why.

Disclaimer: I'm not Brandon Mull.

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Kendra's POV:

I'd just gotten home from school when Seth yelled, "KENDRA! THERE'S A LETTER FOR YOU!" I smiled and walked downstairs, where Seth was holding a white envelope with my address and no return label. I knew who it was from. Thankfully, though, Seth didn't. If he did, I'd be in a lot of trouble.

I snatched the letter from him and he gave me a look that plainly asked "Who's it from?" I shrugged and walked upstairs. I shut the door and flopped down on my bed, tearing the envelope open. The letter was from none other than Gavin Rose, a demon prince who had somehow turned into my secret boyfriend in Wyrmroost. I'm still not sure how it happened.

Dear Kendra,

Your last letter told me that you, Seth, Mara, Trask, Tanu and some other people were heading towards Obsidian Waste sometime this month. Let me warn you, that place is dangerous. I've been there a few times before, but fortunately I've never actually been in the Dreamstone, as they call the vault. But, is there anyway I could meet you guys there without the others knowing I'm there? Because, as you know, they think I'm dead. The stingbulb thing must've been really convincing.

I paused, thinking. I had fortunately found a stingbulb in the knapsack before Gavin had burned it under the impression he should be working for the Society. So, while Warren was still trapped down there, I had managed to fake Navarog's death.

I miss you, too. A lot. Not only could I offer extra protection at the preserve, but I'd see you again, too. I might also be able to apologize to Mara for that little….mishap at Wyrmroost. I hope she somehow knows it was a mistake. And as for Seth…I'll try to get him to understand I'm not hurting his sister. In fact, I'd say I'm doing quite the opposite. =)

I had to smile at that. He always knew how to cheer me up. For a demon prince, he knew how to keep a girl happy. But he went to Obsidian Waste…I might get a little distracted.

If you have any ideas on how I could possibly meet you guys at Obsidian Waste, please do not hesitate to tell me. And if you can, tell me the date of the day you guys are leaving. Maybe I could arrange for an invisible private escort…

Hope you're well.

Love,

Gavin.

By now I was beaming. We'd gone from "Your friend", to "Your friend and admirer", to finally, "Love". I'd say we were doing pretty well considering we hadn't seen each other in two and a half months. But we must've sent each other a dozen letters, and I'm pretty sure Seth is getting suspicious as to who I'm writing to. But I'm still hiding the letters under my mattress, and Seth isn't smart enough to check there. I think.

I had to think of some way to get Gavin to come with us to the fourth secret preserve. Two out of five have fallen, but the fifth still remains completely unknown, so it might have fallen centuries ago. And if it did, that left Fablehaven and Obsidian Waste the only preserves to still hold artifacts. That was on reason this trip had to work. We needed to keep the artifact safe and the preserve up and running. And who better for assistance than the demon prince/dragon, Navarog?

Seth and I would be stopping by Fablehaven for a few days before actually leaving, so maybe there was an invisibility thing somewhere in the attic. I racked my brains, trying to remember any mention of such an object. I thought that maybe Grandma had mentioned an invisibility shield, but if I was wrong…well, it was worth looking for. If I could mail it to Gavin from the preserve then he could definitely come with us without anyone finding out. And if it didn't exist (I don't have the best memory) then I would have to look for something else.

I composed my reply to Gavin, stating all these ideas and returning his well-wishes, and repeatedly saying how much I wished he could come. I was just about to sign it when Seth knocked on my bedroom door and entered without me even getting up or saying he could. Which kind of made the knock seem entirely pointless.

"Grandpa just called. He says he wants us to pack our stuff, we're leaving tonight. Tanu'll be coming for us. And – hey, whatcha writing?" he walked up and made a grab for my letter. Thankfully, I have quick reflexes, so Seth grabbed empty air and hit his hand on my desk. "OW!" he yelled, shaking his hand to try to stop the pain.

"Sorry, but my letters are none of your business." I told him. He scowled. "Fine. Be that way. But if you've got some sort of secret boyfriend, I'm not letting you out of my sight." He stormed out of my room, still wincing over his hand. But I was worried. I prayed he was just kidding about the boyfriend thing.

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Seth's POV:

I cradled my bruised hand (thanks, Kendra.) and thought about her letter. I saw that she had mentioned both Fablehaven and Obsidian Waste, along with and invisible something. If it was a regular letter to Tanu or Mara or just about anyone who knew about our upcoming mission, I should have been able to read it. That's what I thought it was about at first, because of the missing return address. But she didn't let me see it, so now I'm getting the feeling that she's telling someone else about our plans.

Kendra and I were home alone, so I walked into the kitchen and called Grandpa back. Two rings, then a "Hello?" from Grandma. "Hi, Grandma. It's Seth. Can I talk to Grandpa?" I asked. "Of course. Hold on," she answered.

"Hello? Seth? What's wrong?" Grandpa asked when he came to the phone.

"I need to know who's coming with us to you-know-where." I said.

"Why?"

"There's something I'm worried about. Now who exactly is coming?"

"Well, there's Mara, Tanu, Trask, you, Kendra, Elise, Aaron will fly the plane, and Trask's long-time friend Vincent will be coming along. Now why is this important?"

"I think Kendra's telling someone else about our plans."

I heard a sharp intake of breath from Grandpa. I waited there until he answered. "Seth," he said. "That's a pretty serious accusation. Why would you say this?"

"She got this letter today from someone with no return address, so at first I thought it was someone we knew. But then when I asked to see the letter she was writing in return, she freaked out and took it out of my sight and I hit my hand on her desk. But I saw the words 'Fablehaven', 'Obsidian Waste', and something about an invisible something-or-other." I said.

Grandpa listened quietly while I told him. After a long pause, he said "I'll look into it, Seth. If we get any letters while you two are here, we'll read them. All of them. Good day, Seth."

"Bye, Grandpa."

I hung up, feeling a little worried. If Kendra blew this for us…I didn't even want to think about it. The world doesn't need a third fallen preserve.

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I'm adding more chapters to this. I want to get the gang to Obsidian Waste, and I don't know why I put Seth on his guard. But this is basically my idea on how KTTDP should go, because if you haven't noticed, I'm a HUGE Gavin fan. I just think he's cooler than anyone. But, review and tell me what you think. I love him
I love him
I love him...
But only on my own...t