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Chapter 4: Guilt
Da was out all day getting everything for our draining ritual, while I was stuck here watching the seeker. Once or twice he would push so hard against my mind that it left me gasping on the floor. At lunch time I decided to give him a cup of tea. For the first time in my life I felt sorry for my victim. It really wasn't like me. In the tea I put chamomile and mint, a very relaxing remedy. I went upstairs and sat on the bed where he was lying. "What do you want?" he said through gritted teeth.
"You know Hunter, I'm impressed. You have managed to speak through my most powerful binding spell. Well done." I said in awe. Then I made the binding spell weaker.
"What do you want?" Hunter said more clearly.
"I thought you might like some tea. Here try some, I always make it for myself." Cautiously I completely took off the binding spell and handed him the cup.
"Why are you doing this?" Hunter said, eyeing me curiously.
"Da once made me think I was going to be stripped and put me through all these stages. I know how much you would love something warm going down your throat. Am I Wrong?"
"Why did he do that?" he said after taking a sip.
"He did it to test my powers, he told me what was going on after I had run away."
"Wow. You got away from Amyranth."
"Yeah, it was easy enough but the hard part was trying to get out of the basement. The rest was a piece of cake." I looked at my watch. Oh Goddess it was almost three! "Da should be home by now." An evil grin snaked on to my face.
"You know you don't have to do this." he said and took another gulp.
"I know, I want to."
"Why? Are you not powerful enough as is?" I started laughing and when I say laughing I mean laughing hard, so hard that I almost fall off the bed.
"I'm most likely as powerful as it gets. Don't you understand? This is just taking down one seeker and in my opinion if you take one you take them all. Have you not noticed the state of the council. They are a mess. I can't believe no-one has taken them down yet. Leave it to us to do everything for everybody. Goddess I hate the council and everthing they stand for."
"That's what this is about? Oh, well I guess I kindov agree with you on that point. I've been searching for my parents for years now, they are in hiding because of the dark wave and the council have promised to find them but they still have nothing, not even a continent." I noticed his amazing English accent was more pronounced when he was mad, cute. I felt so bad for him. This was my covens fault. He has no parents because of us. Wow never realised what we were leaving behind.
"Oh, I..I.. I'm sorry." I stuttered.
"We don't choose our family, you grew up like this, not your fault." We were right next to each other on the bed. He turned to face me. We slowly leaned in toward each other and his soft lips were on mine. At first his lips were gentle and reassuring, but then something in me took over and I pressed against him with an urgency that both I loved and was afraid of. This was not happening, I must be dreaming. When I pulled up for air his eyes were glittering with new clarity. It confused me.
"That was unexpected." I said hating how breathless I sounded.
"Indeed." and in that second my father came home.
