Author's note: Well here it is :) Chapter 5! Enjoy ;)
With love,
HM
Chapter 5
Yelena was on Kiki's back, several lengths behind Roze and Zitora. If they noticed that she was trying to distance herself from them then they didn't show it. The young magician suppressed a shudder as the image of Roze and Zitora together popped up in her head again.
They had reached the town where Irys was supposed to go and when they got there the towns elders said that the Fourth Magician never showed. The elders also informed them that the girl had died late last night.
Great, an innocent girl died last night while those two were fucking each other, Yelena had thought bitterly when she heard this news.
Roze decided for the group that they would head towards the Citadel then circle back towards the town to see if Irys was in the area. It was possible that she had been bucked off her horse and lied somewhere injured and helpless... or something worse could have happened... Yelena felt sick at the thought of finding her mentor's dead, mutilated body.
The sun was setting as they headed back towards the town. All three of them sensed someone coming from behind and they could hear the distant sound of hoof beats. Roze stood and turned in her saddle to see who was coming up on them.
"It's Councilman Rodor," Zitora said, turning her horse to face the direction they were all looking.
"And it looks as if he has Irys's horse."
Involuntary anxiety stabbed through Roze at Zitora's comment. Here was the horse but where the hell was the rider? Roze gritted her teeth and gripped the reins so tight that her knuckles turned white. She had lost her little sex toy and that fact angered her to no end.
"Masters," Rodor said, bowing his head in greeting as he pulled on the reins for his horse to stop.
Roze noticed the distressed and panicked look on Yelena's face at the sight of Irys's horse with no Irys on its back.
"What brings you all the way out here at this time of year, Councilman," Roze asked.
"I received a message from my clan. They caught a trespasser and need my counsel on what to do."
"We'll take Irys's horse off your hands then," the First Magician said, reaching for the reins on Irys's horse.
"I was thinking I could just take her with me and get her fed and watered and then bring her back with me."
Zitora and Yelena glanced at Roze, waiting to see her reaction.
"Fine. We'll see you when you return then. Hyah!" Roze yelled and kicked her horse into a hard gallop towards the direction of the Citadel.
Zitora and Yelena followed suit. If Irys's horse had been found in this direction then maybe Irys was nearby somewhere and Rodor just hadn't seen her. Zitora stayed even with Roze, waiting for an explanation, but never getting one.
"Wait!" Yelena shouted.
With an annoyed grunt Roze reined her horse to a stop and turned him to face Yelena and Kiki. Zitora looked at Yelena with a curious stare while Roze just glared as usual.
"Irys is the trespasser!"
"What the hell are you talking about, brat," Roze snapped.
"I connected with her horse's mind. She says that Irys was struck in back with an arrow and taken to the Jewelrose Clan elders," Yelena said, out of breath.
"That preposterous! Irys is a Jewelrose, why would they take her prisoner for trespassing?"
"I don't know. But I've been able to connect with Irys a few times but only for a few seconds."
"Connect with her and verify that she's being held prisoner, then we'll go after her," Roze said, jumped down out of the saddle to stretch her legs.
Zitora did the same but Yelena stayed on Kiki's back, opting to stay in that spot until she found Irys.
"I got her! She confirmed that she's being held prisoner, but another magician cut our connection somehow before she could say anymore."
The First Magician hopped into the saddle and the Third did the same. They kicked their horses into fast runs. Yelena wanted to kick Kiki into her gust-of-wind gait but stayed with Roze and Zitora, not wanting to get lost or attacked for trespassing.
I swear I'll kill anyone that touched her, Roze thought with clenched teeth and a furrowed brow.
Zitora glanced at Roze, jealousy burning in her eyes, after she heard Roze's thought. She pulled back from their connection, vowing to ask what the hell was going on the next time they were alone. By now the sun was down and the moon and stars were out yet again.
In the moonlight they saw two horses ahead of them, one with a rider and one without. When they practically flew past Councilman Rodor, he hollered at them, asking what was wrong. None of them paid him any attention, focused on getting to Irys.
A man came out of the main house as they reached the village's center. Roze vaulted from the saddle as her horse skidded to a stop. Yelena and Zitora followed and came to stand beside the First Magician.
"Master Featherstone, Master Cowan, to what do I owe the honor," Ironus Jewelrose asked with a bow of respect.
"Where is she," Roze asked venomously.
Irys rested against the wall in her cell, waiting for Nicodemus. He had come to her that morning, wanting the same thing from her but this time she agreed. He was going to get her from her cell once everyone was in bed and they would sneak off into the woods surrounding the village. The cell door opened and he rushed to her, lifting her off her feet and pressing his lips to hers. They snuck out of the prison and off into the woods.
They reached a small clearing, lit up by the moon. Her laid her down in the center on the soft grass and straddled her. They kissed passionately, their breathing getting heavy. She sat up slightly and he pulled her tunic from her shoulders, exposing her breasts to the chilly night air.
"I'm afraid I don't know who you mean, Master Featherstone," Ironus said, wrapping his arm around his wife's shoulders as she came to stand beside him.
Why is Roze so worried about Irys, Zitora thought, jealousy coursing through her veins.
"This so called tres-"
Roze was cut off by Rodor as he rode in.
"Where's this trespasser of yours, Ironus," he said, failing to stifle a yawn.
Rodor looked asleep on his feet, his light green eyes dull and glazed over.
"The first cell on the left in the main hall of the prison, sir."
Rodor motioned for all of them to follow him into the Jewelrose Council Hall. Roze slipped away to the prison, with no one except for Zitora noticing.
"So have you figured out who the prisoner is at least," Rodor asked as they trekked down the hallway towards his office.
"Our daughter Irys," Willow said quietly.
"What?!" Rodor exclaimed, stopping dead in his tracks.
"You locked up the Fourth Magician?!"
"F-Fourth Magician? Our daughter is the Fourth Magician," Willow stuttered, while her husband seemed disinterested.
"Yes."
Yelena jumped as Roze spoke from behind her.
"And she doesn't appear to be in her cell."
"What?!" Ironus exploded.
Willow seemed relieved that her daughter had gotten away.
"Father, Nicodemus is gone," a woman's sorrow filled voice said.
Roze whirled around to face the woman who had spoken. The First Magician was unnerved that she hadn't detected anyone approaching. Her amber eyes widened as she recognized the woman in front of her. Roze had to stifle a laugh as she realized that Nola was still just as good as she was a year ago at faking emotions to get what she wanted.
Well, Nola's presence would explain why Yelena couldn't connect with Irys, she thought.
"You," Roze said to Nola, "Come with me, I think it's safe to assume that Nicodemus helped Irys escape. You can help me track them down."
Zitora watched Roze's back as she walked away with this woman who resembled Irys. Yelena tried to rush after them, but Zitora stuck her arm out, blocking her charge.
"Stay, Roze didn't ask you to go with."
"Are you saying we can't do anything unless Roze asks us to," Yelena snapped.
"Yes, you should know that by now, Yelena."
"So did Roze ask you to fuck her then? Is that why I saw your tongue down her throat and her feeling you up last night," Yelena hissed, quietly enough so that the others wouldn't hear. The young magician's tone had a hostile edge to it.
Zitora reeled back as if slapped, her eyes wide. All she could do was watch as Yelena sped off down the hall.
"So I see that your magic has gotten stronger since we last met, Nola. I take it you've been performing Kirakawa since I helped you get your abilities," Roze said as they walked towards the prison.
Nola only nodded.
"Your null shield could use some work."
"It's not a null shield that covers a huge area. It's a null shield that covers the mind," Nola replied, any hint of 'sadness' in her voice, gone.
"Impressive. But it still needs work. Irys's mind was completely blocked at all times."
"My sister is surprisingly hard to block. I never knew her magic was that strong."
Roze chuckled.
"I don't know how I never realized that you and Irys were sisters. You look a lot like her so I'm surprised that I never noticed the resemblance."
Nola stopped dead in her tracks, but Roze kept walking.
"What are you here for, Roze."
Roze stopped and turned slightly to face Nola, the corners of her lips turned up in a sadistic smile.
"To get my toy back."
Nicodemus moved to pull Irys's pants off after he removed his own clothes. Their lips moved together frantically now as their hands ran all over each other. Nico spread her legs apart and slid his hand between her legs, fingering her clit as his tongue roamed her mouth. Irys's arms were around his shoulders, holding him close. She got wet and moaned into his mouth as his fingers pushed into her.
Suddenly Irys felt pleasure flood her mind and her eyes widened.
Roze...
An arm wrapped around Nico's neck and he was pulled roughly away from her. Roze threw him to the ground and Irys felt her pull a thread from the power source. Nico began screaming in pain and the First Magician covered his mouth with her hand to quiet him. Irys shot to her feet and tried to advance on Roze but the First Magician raised her arm, the palm of her free hand facing Irys. A loud, lusty moan jumped from the Fourth Magician's lips as pleasure flooded her whole entire body and instinctively both her hands went between her legs as she sank to her knees.
"I'll be the only one touching her that way," Roze hissed, removing her hand from his mouth and placing it to his throat.
Yelena reached the clearing she had tracked Roze to and what she saw startled her. The man that Roze was choking let out one last scream of agony and took his last breath. Yelena saw her mentor lying on her side, unmoving. She was going to rush out but then she decided to go back and get Zitora, not wanting Roze to know that she had seen her kill someone. The young magician ran back to the village and crashed into the Third Magician just as she was coming out of the Council Hall.
Irys was now lying on her side, breathing heavily and not moving. Roze came to stand over her, staring at her coldly with her fiery amber eyes. The First Magician pushed Irys onto her back and straddled her.
She brushed her lips softly against the Fourth Magician's, but Irys didn't reciprocate. Roze moved her lips to Irys's ear and nibbled, then whispered to her.
"You'll always be mine, Irys Jewelrose."
Author's note: Wow, that was fun :) seriously so far I think that this my favorite chapter to write :D more coming soon! I hope you all enjoyed and if it's not too much to ask, recommend this to some friends ;)
Love,
HM