A/N: Chapter five! Hope you like it!
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Chapter Five: The Evil Spell
Jess's PoV
Jess made his way towards the waiting faery standing in the middle of the clearing, in front of the treehouse.
"Lord King," Nerida greeted, "Are you ready?"
He nodded vigorously. Finally, after all these years, he would see Leslie again. His wish of going back and fixing his wrong was going to come true!
Jess was so caught up in his thoughts and elation that he didn't notice the way the faery's face flickered with maliciousness, or how she almost stalked towards him as if she were the predator and he the prey. Or that the faery hadn't seemed to notice his sister standing a little ways away, under the tree.
But May Belle did notice these things.
May Belle PoV
This is really not good. May Belle thought as she watched who she assumed was Nerida all but stalk towards her brother. The faery was about Jess's height, and wore a short dress the color of the Caribbean Sea. She had blue hair a shade darker than her dress. The tresses hung to the small of her back, and seemed to dance around her face, like fire. Her eyes, which were navy, glittered in much the same way as her hair, but, unlike her hair, they flickered with some unknown emotion when they passed over Jess. Resentment, maybe? May Belle couldn't tell, but whatever it was, she knew she didn't like it.
Jess, for his part, seemed to be too wrapped up in his thoughts to see the figure moving towards him. Luckily, Nerida did not see the young girl watching the proceedings. She readied herself to intervene when Nerida spoke.
"Alright, Lord King," she said. Her voice, like her fiery hair and eyes, danced on the wind. May Belle relaxed a little at the sound, but continued to watch the goings on. Nerida cupped her hands as if she was holding a wine glass, and a goblet appeared. The goblet was gold, with a wide cup and the neck was short and thick and tapered out into a disc so it could sit upright. The cup had jewels studded around the top, near the rim. It looked like pictures she had seen of the Holy Grail, and appeared to be full of a glowing liquid, but May Belle couldn't see inside of it to be sure.
She glanced at Jess. He was still wrapped up in his thoughts, and wasn't paying any attention what so ever to his surroundings. She returned her gaze to the faery. Nerida ran her fingers around the rim of the cup, chanting softly:
Time is a ribbon, time is a string,
It leisure's on with a gentle ebb and flow,
But I wish to follow this ribbon quickly
To a tomorrow unknown.
The eleven year old watched, fascinated, as the faery's fingertips began to glow like the substance in the goblet.
Nerida repeated this five times, and with each repetition her voice grew raspy and deep. It no longer danced on the wind. It sliced through it, leaving the clearing feeling empty and hollow. The sound created a hollow feeling within May Belle, too, and her earlier feeling of uneasiness grew.
A/N: I know it's short. But I have found that I work better with short chapters, so I'm going to stick with that. Hopefully, they will be frequent short chapters. So please don't smite me! And I'm sorry if the chapters are a bit cliffy… Or a lot cliffy... Again, please don't smite me!
And a huge, colossal thank you to my Twin, for writing Nerida's spell, because I suck at poetry type things and making words flow. Thankfully, she doesn't and she is awesome enough to write that part for me haha
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