She watched him prowling the castle. He kept to the shadows and managed to avoid the looks of all her servants. They knew he was there of course. But he didn't know they knew. She smiled. The plan was coming together. She waved her hand and the mirror cleared. Kairos leaned back in her throne in the tallest tower. This was just getting too easy.

Adam wandered the corridors, although wandered wasn't the right word as he was now walking on all fours in a... well a prowling motion. Every time somebody passed he pressed against the wall. They were servants he thought, they all had that scurrying motion of servants, not that he'd ever had any, neither of his parents were rich enough, they had cleared each other out on the divorce. He growled, that was not something he needed to be thinking about now. He had entered the castle because there was no other way off the courtyard. Unfortunately there was no other way out of the castle either. He was trapped, trapped in this castle, trapped in this form.

"Excuse me Sir?" Adam twirled round, and faced a nervous looking man.

"What?" He growled, the man stepped back, Adam paused, and said a little softer, "And my name is Adam, not Sir."

"Yes... well, in time I think you will prefer Sir," the man looked at his feet. "The Lady of the house would like to meet you for dinner."

"Her," Adam spat out, "Never."

Kairos's voice rang out in his head, "You don't have a choice," he felt a stabbing pain in his chest, so much he cried out.

"This way Sir," he reluctantly followed the servant.

Calla walked through the forest. It was late summer and the roses were in bloom. Every now and again she would find one. She glanced at her watch, late again. Her Gran wouldn't mind, her mother might though. She hurried back out of the dappled light and on to the road that led to the bus stop.

"Oi Calla!" She turned and saw her brother in his car, she ran over.

"Give us a lift?" He laughed and nodded, she climbed in and put her seat belt on.

"Late again?" Daniel said, speeding off down the road, "Mum'll go crazy, you know she always cooks on a Sunday."

"I know, I know!" Calla laughed, "If I had a car it would be fine."

"You're only 16!"

"Almost 17, I can start learning then, legally anyway," she wiggled her eyebrows.

"Don't tell Mum I taught you, she'd kill me! She doesn't know Dad taught me when I was 16."

Calla smiled, but it wasn't a true smile. The mention of her father was too hard to take, not so soon after his death.

"Calla, it's been six months now," Daniel said, reading her mind, she nodded and he sighed. They drove through the suburbs in silence. They pulled up to their semi-detached house and headed inside.

"I brought Daniel!" Calla shouted, smelling the air, trying to work out what her Mum was cooking.

Kairos laughed at Adam's pathetic attempts at eating civilly. "Don't mind on my account."

He glared at her with yellow eyes and began to tear at his meat with his teeth. She was sitting at the head of the table, he was placed at the other side. You could tell which was the head as the side she sat at was the only one with the throne-like chair. A servant entered and Adam watched as he whispered something to her. She waved him away and turned to Adam.

"I must go, but eat up, and somebody will show you to your room," she smiled and exited the room.

Adam growled. He didn't know what he had seen in her, barring the fact she was now in what he assumed was her natural form, and not that of a teenage girl. He must have been under her spell. That's what love gets you. But he hadn't been in love with her. He growled again, ignoring the voice of reason in his head.

Kairos was back in America, visiting an old acquaintance, one Mr Jack Smith. She sat on the sofa, waiting for him to arrive home. He came into the lounge and stepped back as he saw the familiar face on his sofa.

"You, get out of my house," she merely smiled as the phone began to ring. He picked it up, dreading that he knew exactly who it would be and what they would be saying. He listened for a few minutes, "I'll be over soon, I have some things I need to sort out first... of course I'm worried, but this is important."

He hung up and slowly turned to face the enchantress. "Was that your wife?" She said, feigning innocence.

"Ex-wife, as well you know, now where is my son!"

"I believe you already know the answer to that one," she laughed her cruel piercing laugh. "This is just so easy."