Pt. 34
Baird threw the wrapping paper on the table in disgust. "No return post mark. No real address for the Foundation. Morgan must have sent this here via magic."
"All the better" Arthur replied, flattening the packaging. "We can use this to track her."
"Using a locator spell?" Vlad questioned, raising one eyebrow. "Don't you need your crystal for that?"
"We may have one" Jenkins said, opening one of the card catalog drawers, pulling a small crystal on a leather strap from its depths. "Will this work?"
"Yes – just the thing." Arthur took the strap from his friend and held it over the paper while murmuring a spell. "Ostendes mihi, Show me." The crystal levitated over the page and swung back and forth over it. Suddenly it stopped and swung around to point in the direction of the door leading to the Library.
"This isn't good" Vlad commented. "I'm assuming that means Morgan is in the library?"
"No" Arthur said somberly. "That means Rowan is. It's her I was looking for. Find her and we'll find Morgan. My sister is relentless."
An improbable sound interrupted the conversation. "Is that … wolves?" Stone asked, incredulously.
Vlad looked at the doorway the crystal had pointed to with a frown. "Your sister is hunting."
"Hunting?" Flynn questioned, looking concerned. "With wolves?"
"Hell hounds actually" Arthur replied, mildly concerned. "She must have tracked the witch here."
"I suspect Morgan has been here all along" Jenkins said with a frown. "It wouldn't make any sense for her to send that nasty piece of video if she couldn't be here to watch the reaction."
"Arthur, can you see where Rowan and Morgan are?" Baird asked.
Arthur swept the table of all the paper and waved his hand over it. An image of the interior of the library, a dark corridor leading to…
"My chapel! The witch is in my chapel!" Jenkins sputtered.
"Both of them are." Arthur growled. "Damn it! She's going to take Morgan on within the confines of the Library. This isn't good. I'd better go fetch my sister back."
"No you won't" Vlad grabbed his son's arm. "I will."
"Father!"
"No. The two of you are still touchy after the burning. If she's angry she will willfully ignore your commands and do what she wants. But she will not ignore me. You are her King – but I am your father."
Arthur glared at the old man then sighed. "You're probably right father. But we both know you can't enter that chapel so you'll need to take someone with you."
"We do?" Vlad looked at his son with amusement. "Do you know something I don't?"
"Dad – this isn't the time. Let Galias go with you – it's his chapel so he can enter it and maybe get Rowan's attention on you."
"Why can't he enter the chapel?" Cassandra asked, confused.
"Maybe he's a vampire" Flynn said, looking at Baird with a knowing smile.
Vlad rolled his eyes. "Really! Is every supernatural being named Vlad to be labeled as a vampire just because of that drunk Irishman's tale?"
"Now is not the time for this" Arthur growled, giving his friend a slight shove towards the door. "Go – fetch my impudent sister back before she insults the spirit of the Library by drawing blood within its house."