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Bryn quietly slipped through the galley to Maeve cabin, her eyes wandering to the door leading out on deck. She could hear the yells above her, and the familiar cringe on wood and cords under the crew orders.
"I wonder where we are directed…" she whispered, stepping in the cabin before closing the door behind herself. She didn't want her friends to boost their hopes only to have them shattered. She didn't even know how she got that idea, specially since she couldn't control her powers any better than before. At least, she could lock Dermott out of her mind at will now… even if that meant the hawk knowing she was up to something.
"Here we are Maeve… - Bryn mumbled, coming to sit on the redhead bedside, chewing slowly her lower lip. She looked so pale, so different from the whirlwind of life and magic that brought her back for good. – At least, I can't do much worse…" the brunette muttered, taking delicately the sorceress wrist, covered by the rainbow bracelet in her hands. Bryn waited for a couple of moments, hoping to feel something click and happening.
"All right, I can't do this alone…" she whispered, wrinkling her nose.

"Dermott…?"
"I was wondering what were you doing, Bryn…"
the hawk ironically asked. Bryn chuckled, it was still so weird getting to talk to a hawk, even if he wasn't a real hawk. And he was a real comfort, with his gentleness and quietness, when she was so bewildered she couldn't even think rationally.
"Actually… trying to help your sister."
"How?"
"I dreamt of her… I remembered how she took energies from me when she was getting too tired. She grasped my rainbow bracelet and she managed to send a fireball to Rumina… even if she was already exhausted. So maybe… if I can make her do the same… after all, she pumped her magic inside me, so it's not like I'm sacrificing
anything…" she mentally rambled, but she stop when she heard a soft chuckle as an answer.
"Dermott!"
"Sorry, but you just sound like Maeve at her beginnings… trying to understand how to use her powers…"
"Don't tease me…!"
she scolded him, without noticing both her and Maeve's bracelet glowing in the same moment, green and yellow merging together.
"Sorry… what do you want me to do?"
"Lead me… the one supposed to lead me is actually senseless, so… you should help me!"
"How…?"
"That's the tricky part where I actually hoped you could fill my gaps… my dark powers could be easy to handle, but this white magic stuff doesn't come out easily
– Bryn admitted, sadly – My blood probably is not helping, either…"
"Don't say that… why don't you try to focus…? Dim Dim used to tell Maeve that having your mind in focus is the very first achievement you need to reach…"
"Yeah… and what about achieving it out of MY head?"
Maeve objected grumpily, making Bryn snapping out of her mental sparring with Dermott.

"Oh my God… you're awake! - Bryn smiled in surprise, while the redhead struggled to sit on the bed, grasping Bryn's arms for support.- Wait, let me help…" the brunette quickly adjusted the cushions behind the sorceress, Dermott screeching loudly in the sky above the Nomad.
"Thanks… Yes, I'm indeed awake… and I indeed made it. You're fine." the redhead smiled, letting Bryn help her, staring proudly at her bracelet.
"Yes, I am. And I've to say thank you…"
"I told you that you just don't crash down prophecies so easily… - the sorceress smirked, before taking a deep breath – how are the guys? Sinbad?" she quickly added, furrowing her eyebrows.
"They are perfectly healthy, outshone an army of skeleton warriors with just some bruises… actually taking the Nomad out of Rayllin Island warrior, I think. - Bryn announced, smiling – they were worried sick for you…"
Maeve nodded, smiling tiredly, relief evident on her features.

"I suppose Dermott told you about us…" the redhead said after a while, staring thoughtfully to Bryn, who nodded quietly.
"Yes, he did… we talked for a while. I know..." she simply answered.
"So you know why I told you it's not over yet… - Maeve sighed, rubbing her eyes – Your sister and father will follow us to the end of the world… even if we have now a slight advantage, since I don't think Rumina is in better conditions than mine…"
"I suppose you're right… so… what are we going to do now?" the brunette asked, clasping her hands in her lap, staring intently to the sorceress lying on the bed.
"We train. – Maeve answered without hesitation – or better, we'll train as soon as I get some magic again… I'm still drawn out…" the sorceress muttered, staring at her open palms before clenching them into fists with a deep sigh.

"Meanwhile, maybe you can try to teach me how to grip my powers… it could be a start." Bryn suggested, shrugging.
"Yeah, it could. – Maeve smiled – I warn you, I've the worst temper and timing ever…"
"And believe her, she's not playing the modest…" Dermott laughed in the women heads, earning a chuckle by Bryn and a snort by Maeve.

"Thank you, brother – the sorceress growled, taking a deep breath – As I was saying before being interrupted, I don't know what kind of mentor I'm going to be… but I'll do my best, Bryn. Together we've won the first battle. We will win the war, too. Or we'll die trying." She smiled, thinking back to that faithful day when Sinbad told her the same words. Bryn seemed touched by her words, and she squeezed the sorceress hand, gratefully.
"This could be the start of a great partnership…" the brunette smirked.
"And this WILL be the start of a great friendship. – Maeve added - It's going to be good, not being the only woman on board…"
"Yes… sometimes I felt like they forgot I was a woman…" Bryn sighed.
"You just have to kick those asses of theirs… don't worry, I'm back. I'll mark our points…" Maeve smiled.
"Now… Do you feel like coming on deck? I think that a certain captain can't wait to see you awake again…" Bryn gently asked, Maeve blushing a bit.
"He just get worried too easily… - she muttered, embarrassed, forcing herself to sit down – but I think you'll have to help me…" the sorceress added, leaning on the brunette for support.

The Nomad was sailing smoothly in the sea, under the crew expert movements. The sun was shining in the clear sky and a gentle wind was blowing the sails, letting the ship take a good speed.
"Seems like we are heading east, little brother!" Doubar shouted, tearing his gaze away from the sails to join Sinbad near the tiller.
"East will be then! – the captain smiled, taking a deep breath to let the sea breeze engulfing him in its welcomed embrace. – And we'll see were this wind will take us!"

"Rongar come here! I just had this wonderful intuition about my exploding sticks…!"
Sinbad and Doubar exchanged a startled glance at Firouz shouting not very far away.
"Oh no… Allah save us…" Doubar muttered.
"Firouz! What did we say about exploding sticks on board?!" Sinbad called loudly.
"Don't worry Sinbad, I've everything under control! Trust me!" the inventor answered, rather excited, trotting to the tiller with the Moor following him, rather worried.
"That's the whole point, Firouz… you don't get to be trusted when explosions are involved!" Doubar pointed out grumpily, while Sinbad rolled his eyes.
"Come on guys, we cleared this one about a hundred times before…"he tried to stop the fight before it could start.

"And beware, I can't even save us if you sink us… so, listen to the captain for once!" Maeve declared, making her friends turning to face her, stepping slowly through the deck, an arm around Bryn shoulders who was helping her. Sinbad locked eyes with the sorceress, a huge grin of relief spreading on his face.

"Maeve! You're awake! But… I thought… " Firouz babbled, quickly taking the other side of the sorceress to help her taking the couple of stairs in front of her.
"Magic beats science, Firouz… always…" Maeve smiled, winking to Bryn before going back to stare at Sinbad, even while her friends were trying to settle her against the railing.
"Sure, magic! - the inventor muttered rolling his eyes - How are you feeling? You should be in bed!"
"I've been worse Firouz, don't worry...I just needed some fresh air..." Maeve answered, smiling sweetly to the inventor.

"Give me the tiller, little brother…" Doubar whispered, nudging his brother away and taking his position. Sinbad glared at him for a moment, before slowly approaching Maeve. Firouz and Bryn took their chances to slip away from the sorceress, joining Doubar while the brunette took out her gauntlet to let Dermott perch on it.

"So…" the captain stuttered, clearing his voice.
"So…?" the sorceress teased him, putting a lock of auburn hairs behing her hear and holding it in place, a smirk on her face while she kept staring at Sinbad.
"So." Sinbad nodded with a broad grin, leaning in to capture Maeve in a sweet kiss, ignoring for once the cheering of their friends while the Nomad kept sailing to the next adventure.


I can't believe it… but it's actually the end of Prophecy Girl! WAAAAAAAHH!
I so hope you're enjoying travelling with me on the Nomad again… if so… Stay tuned for Episode #3 of my Adventures of Sinbad – The new journeys!

Curse of the Black Rose
- COMING SOON -