Jaenelle had been watching him sleep now for just over an hour. Watching him toss and turn. Watching him fight with something in his sleep. Watched how his body tightened like it was in pain then would relax. Had sat near him just so if he did wake he would find her close. Would find that he was safe.
She had asked for both Kaelas and Ladvarian to sit with her. Had asked knowing something was distressing her husband and wanted what ever it was killed and dragged into the bowels of hell. Was now sure that she was going to be so exhausted in the morning that the witch she was suppose to be meeting would be discouraged enough not to ask for her help after all.
So she sat next to him and waited. Sat and quietly hoped that the boyos weren't wearing their rings tonight. And praying that she wouldn't have an enraged eyrien breaking down the door any time soon.
His hand reach up as to reach for something then quickly fell heavy on the soft bed. He jerked up a moment later sweat pouring from his flesh and his eyes glazed with the red haze. In that moment ice coated every surface. Coated it then started to form peaks and points. Started to form razor sharp edges as the spikes formed on the night stands and floor.
Daemon tried to look around the palely lit room. Tried to see through the red haze where he was. Couldn't tell because the ice was making the room look foreign. Was finally able to pick up the scents of those who were in the room with him. Realized the large white cat was gazing into his eyes. Saw Ladvarian sniffing the air for danger. Finally heard him say * I don't smell any danger? Where's the danger?* as he made a tiny circle on the bed once more.
He turned his head slightly after catching her scent. Not the feral one he had became use to or the very soft motherly one he was trying to , but her musky scent. The scent that she had after that had spent several hours in bed. The scent that always left him wanting more.
That scent alone was enough to get him to take a small step away from the killing edge. Had him puzzled enough to ask, " where's Karla?"
She almost smacked his head. Almost called in her war blade just to scare him . Decided to play along, " probably in Scelt waiting for me. Why?"
Scelt? Could it have been a dream? He looked at his hands, both his wedding band and black jeweled ring were still on his finger's. his black pendent still hung from his neck. Something wasn't right….. Something…. Not a dream , a warning. it had to be. And there had to be a way to stop it. " I'm going with you."
" we've already went over this Daemon. I'm not even going to be doing anything but listening to …."
His voice rolled as sharp thunder, " I am going with you."
" fine after you tell me what in the name of hell has you so riled up this late at night."
He didn't care that he wasn't wearing anything. Didn't care that she was wearing about the same. He just dragged her into her work room and started to make a web for her. He hoped it would show the vision he had seen. Hoped that she would be able to see why he was so moody. Hoped she wouldn't see the child , because he hadn't been sure if that was part of the witch's web or if it had been something she had wanted.
The web started small. Started no larger then the size of his fist then grew. Grew and spiraled . Kept growing till he had to use a larger frame, then another, and another. Till he had used the legs of the table to help hold the web. Till he had to attach it to the walls and ceiling. Till he could no longer put anything into the web with out changing it.
Slowly he turned to her. Barely noticed that she had gotten dressed. Barely noticed that it was Witch who was focused on him and not his wife. Barely cared that his legs felt so shaky from being so tired. Slowly he stood before her then could no longer hold his weight. Didn't want to hold his own weight. Found himself sitting at her feet.
" what is this Daemon?" she placed a hand on her hip. She had meant to ask if this was his way for her to be too busy to go see the witch tomorrow. But the web was calling to her. Asking her to hear what it had to say.
" you asked that I show you. This is the only way I can." his voice broke. He no longer sounded sure no longer sounded confident . Did sound very exhausted.
" go rest prince and I'll……." do something with this, " see what your web has to say?"
Daemon's head shot up. He felt both his brother and father drawing close. " your family is here lady."
My family? When did they become mine and not yours? Then she felt their anger. Anger directed at Daemon because he had woke them up. Mother night. .. Just what she wanted right now…. A pissed off eyrien warrior and the high lord of hell both ready to dismember her husband. " go rest Daemon. That's an order." it was the only thing she could think of to put at least a wall between him and his family till she knew why she was protecting him. And why she needed to read this web
He gave a sleepy little nod and slowly got off the floor. Oh he had hoped that he could stay and be there when she read the web. Hoped he could see her face and know by that expression what she was planning to do about it …. But…. He didn't want to meet his father's temper right now. No he would let her deal with him and in the morning he could deal with the witch.
The workroom door was already open when he got up the stares. Saetan only nodded slightly to point to where his son, his eyrien warrior should go. Nodded towards the consorts room. Nodded towards Daemon's room. Then waited as Lucivar slipped inside before continuing to Witch's work room.
He stopped just out site the door when he saw the enormous web. Stopped and lightly tapped hopping Jaenelle was done creating it. And hopping that he wasn't disturbing her.
She was under the work table reading the part of the web that was connected to the table. Poked her head out when she heard the tap. Her midnight voice tried to coke back the temper that was now running though her. Tried but her midnight voice always told of her displeasure any ways, " prince SaDiablo I could use your assistance."
" and what may I help you with lady?" if it hadn't been from that ancient look in her dark sapphire eyes he would have called her witch child. Would have but right now he could see her temper rising and didn't think any family nick names would do much good for the moment.
Her deep voice growled ," help me read this web. And hope I'm reading it wrong."
" who created it ?" he asked as he took off his black jacket and readied himself for a long night.
" your son." by the tone of that dark voice he stop asking question . Stopped and hoped Lucivar would have better luck getting answers out of his brother.
Lucivar slipped into the room without so much as a token tap on the door. Didn't care when he met his brother's sleepy gaze and blank stare. " why the hell are you keeping the entire realm up tonight bastard?"
" Keeping? I'm not…" a faint hum from his ring then a surprised look, " oh."
Lucivar sat on the bed while Daemon adjusted the cuffs of his sleeves. Sat quietly as his brother tried hard not to speak. Broke the silence by saying, " you can tell me. Maybe there's something I can do to help."
" oh , I have no doubt that you will help , I just trying to figure out what kind of help I need."
His shoulders pulled back as he sat straighter on the bed. As his wings pulled tighter to his back. His voice almost growled, ' is there trouble?"
Daemon brushed lightly against his brother's inner barrier. Something he wouldn't have done unless it needed kept between the two of them. Unless it was extremely important. Lucivar to quickly opened them felt the emotions pour in. gasped when he saw images and heard the sound almost like he was watching a play. Watched and fought not to rise to the killing edge. Fought hard when he saw his queen attacking his brother.
" what is this bastard?" it better be a nightmare, or I swear….
" a dream web. Or at least a warning one. I think a spider sent it to me so that I could stop it."
" Witch knows?"
" I created a web for her to read. Thought it would be easier for her then …."
" you don't want her on the killing edge…." no so much a question but confirmation.
" no I expect that but I want to be the one who kills the witch .'
" ah…." he paused then too quickly added "can the web be burnt out?"
" it can …. But the high lord would have to be the one to do it."
" then it's settled the three of use will go …"
" no I want Jaenelle to meet this witch. I want her to believe that she can put a web around my wife. And then I will make an example out of her. ….besides." he paused as his lips curled into a smile," Father needs to wait in hell till I bring her to him , but I do need your talents."
" and what talents are those?"
" your war blade . Some one had to show this witch how to create this web. I want to know who."
" and you want me……"
Daemon's lips curled into an evil smile. A smile the last time buried most of a court in rubble and had people remembering why they called him the sadist. Lucivar grinned. His brother could always terrify him when he got like this but right now…… it excited him. " I'll find out….." a brief pause as if he was trying to figure something out in his mind…. " do they have to be alive?"
" alive enough for the high lord to greet them."
" ah …. Well that make's it easy . He only needs a head right?"
Daemon laughed….. " yes prick , father only needs the head."
With the two of them reading the web it hadn't taken long. Had taken long enough for Jaenelle to decide that she needed at least a small chip from one of her ebon black jewels. Had taken long enough for her to call it in from the depths of the abyss. Had taken long enough for her to fully understand what Daemon had been dreaming.
She took a step back from the web. " something is missing."
" witch child , from what I see the only thing missing is who taught the witch black widow craft."
" no something else….. Something ….. Oh drat I don't know…. I'll be back." she left Saetan alone to finish looking at the web. Left so that she could ask her husband what was missing.
Daemon and Lucivar were talking over some coffee when Jaenelle trotted into the room. " something's missing from the web. What is it?"
" you read it already?" Daemon tried to sound surprised. Knew by the look in her eyes she wasn't amused.
" Prince, what did you leave out of the web?" her midnight voice asked as the air crackled in warning.
He shut one eye as he spoke, " I .. um… I think only graphic details. I'm sure….."
She snorted. " your lying." she could tell because he wasn't looking at her. Also knew it was something he wanted kept to himself. Or at least from his brother, " fine as long as it wasn't important. Or would decide how I should…."
" no lady , I will tack care of the witch. But I will need your help to see how dangerous she really is."
Jaenelle huffed, " you'll let…."
" Lucivar has to take care of something else for me…. As I said I will take care of the witch."
His eyes shifted and only for a moment she thought she saw something flicker behind them. Something trying to escape. " I can…"
" no sweet heart this was brought to my attention. It is for me to handle besides I want to know what it is that she wants you to do for her. What ever it is that caused your spiders to worry."
" you'll be done by tomorrow night?"
" Lady I have no intention of not being in my bed tonight. Unless you want her to suffer more?"
" oh no prince I am quite sure that you know how to handle one witch. How ever how do you….."
" she is expecting to meat the realm's best healers .. I think it best that you don't disappoint her. " he caught a glimpse of the ebon black ring. " but sweet heart do keep that shielded I wouldn't want it to absorb anything from her."
" oh no prince I think I will make sure my sister's and I are shielded well till you ….. Well do what ever you are planning on doing."
" will you ask father to wait in Hell till tonight? I do think he will be have a few guest that he will want to meet personally."
Her lips curled into her best game smile, " but of course prince. Why would papa be any where else till his guest arrive?"