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A Pact with Ancient Gods

Chapter 13:Preparing

Siesta

As I made my way back down the tower, the empty tray held at my side, I couldn't help but feel a great sense of dread forming in the pit of my stomach. After a 10-minute walk I arrived back at the kitchen. As I came through the door everyone stopped what they were doing to look at me with sadness and pity etched on their faces. Marteau came up to Siesta with his head hanging low.

"I'm sorry Siesta, I should have been more forceful."

"What are you talking about Mr Martear?"

"Guards wearing Count Mott's house colours came and started emptying your room out, they plan on transferring you to Mott estate. And I have no power to stop them."

"So, I'm going to be leaving? Leaving all of you?" I started to get a tight feeling in my chest, I didn't want to leave.

Before any more could be said 2 guards came into the kitchen dressed in Mott's colours. They looked around for a moment before spotting me.

"Miss Siesta you are to come with us to Count Mott's carriage, your belongings have already been collected."

"Can I at least say goodbye?" I thought they would deny my request, but in the very depths of their eyes I swore I could see the slight look of pity.

"2 minutes, no more."

"Thankyou." I instantly turned back around and wrapped the big chef in a hug, he returned the gesture. After a bit I broke off, stepped back and looked over all the faces.

"I thank all of you for making my time here the best It could possibly be, I am truly grateful." I turn back to the guards. "I'm ready now." With that said they escorted to the count's carriage.

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The Changeling

The daemon flew through the hallways of the dorm rooms, souring over the heads of many students. He soon reached Louise's room and without bothering to knock opened the door and flew in. As he shut the door e look round to see a half-dressed Louise stood in the middle of the room with a face that was slowly turning red with embarrassment and rage.

"Good you're awake, now we can go to Mott home and recover the maid." before Louise could release a string of curses at her familiar, she was left confused at the request.

"Wait what, why do you want a maid from that perverted bastard's estate?" She asked as she finished dressing herself.

"No not one from there, the maid Siesta was just taken be the Count and she is valuable to both you and me."

"Siesta? She seemed like a nice girl, and I wouldn't like the idea of leaving her in a house with Mott but there are two things that stop me. The first is that although I like her, I don't see the value of keeping her around, but more importantly, I can't do anything about it even if I wanted to."

"She would be an immense asset if you got her in your service."

"And why is that?" Louise was becoming increasingly annoyed by the spirits lack of meaningful answers.

"Because Siesta is a light wizard with an immense amount of natural talent." Louise mind came to a screeching halt when she heard this. A mage, impossible, she is of low birth.

"Still unconvinced, well her great grandfather was a light wizard, and I even tested her, she cleaned a bottle with pure light, burning away all the muck upon it."

"Even if I wanted her back, I can't just stroll up and demand she be put in my services."

"Don't you belong to one of the most powerful families in the country?"

"Sure I am, but I'm the third daughter, I have no power in these kinds of situations."

"If that's the case the we shall instead go for a good old-fashioned break out, it's been a while since I did one of those." Louise was not a fan of this plan, there was too many risks, the biggest being getting caught. Before she could voice her concerns, the Changeling answered.

"They will never trace the deed back to us if we don't look like ourselves." Before another world was said the changeling tapped Louise with his staff and her form changed. Once where Louise was now stood the tall form of a woman standing at 5'8 in a flowing white dress, at her hip was a large golden girdle that felt immensely powerful, on her hip was Louise's wand and a chalice that swirled with a liquid that changed colour every few seconds. At first Louise stumbled around unused to her new height, but slowly got her balance back and made her way over to the mirror.

As she looked into the mirror a completely foreign face stared back. She had a very soft yet beautiful face, on her head was a sea of golden hair held up by a circlet of gold. Her eyes were an icy blue but also had a glow of gold showing the magical power held within this body.

"This will be your form." The changeling then bowed low. "Greetings Morgiana le Fay, Fay enchantress of Bretonnia." Louise turned back around but suddenly felt an immense headache before collapsing onto her bed as all the memories and knowledge hit her at once as she lived the whole life of another in the blink of an eye, from the first birth to the final death upon a dark alter.

"I saw her whole life; I know all she knew. Is this what happens every time you take a form of someone?" Louise with her now heavily accented voice sounded afraid and overwhelmed, a single tear came down from her eyes as she saw and felt every death, every loss of this woman all at once.

"It is, it's worse the older a being is, but I've gotten used to it after all this time. Now let's be off to this Mott, I don't want the girl to be left with him longer than necessary."