A/N: Okay, I've decided the chapters are gonna be short from now on because then it will be easier for me to post regularly. Also, this is unbeta-ed fyi.
"Is this wise love?" Lucien questioned. Watching Freya's movements from the opposite side of the room.
"Quiet," she dismissed him. "I can't do the spell unless I concentrate."
Freya clutched the small turquoise pendant around her neck and let her eyes flutter shut, as she began to chant.
The stone eventually began to emit a fluorescent light and slowly, an opaque image of Finn began to materialise.
"Sister," he gasped out, once fully formed.
"Please tell me you've found a way of liberating me?"
Freya sighed and combed her fingers through her sand coloured locks.
"We've come up with something that may well be a solution." She said hesitantly.
"And you have not yet attempted it?"
"The serum that Aurora took, the toxin that was injected into you once bitten. We may have found a way of reversing it,"
"However we aren't exactly sure and if anything should go wrong…" she trailed off.
"I trust you completely Freya. If you believe it will work then, by all means, I'm willing to try."
Freya nodded.
"With your permission then,"
She strode a few steps over to a large oak wood coffin that sat in the corner of the room. Flipping the lid open, to reveal Finn's desiccated corpse lying dormant inside.
Lucien snuck a glance in Finn's direction. To his credit, his face remained impassive but he couldn't quite control the small shudder that came over him.
Freya crossed the room and stood in front of her sibling. Their eyes meeting in a look of unquestioning trust. Freya broke the contact to spare a cursory glance in Lucien's direction. He nodded back at her a knelt dutifully beside Finn's body in the coffin a small phial of liquid gripped in his hand.
The sound of Freya's rhythmic chanting filled the room once again and Lucien immediately felt the atmosphere in the room change. Slowly but surely the image of Finn before them became increasingly more translucent.
As the sound of Freya's voice increased in volume, Lucien became so entranced by the foreign incantations that, he nearly missed the sharp gasp coming from the box beside him.
He turned, coming face to face with Finn. His complexion no longer grey and stony, quite the opposite in fact. His cheeks were flushed pink and his face was slick was sweat, as he desperately drew large intakes of air.
"Now, Lucien!" Freya urged him.
Yanking Finn towards him by the chin, Lucien proceeded to force the phial of liquid down his throat. At first, he gagged and spluttered but Lucien held his mouth closed forcefully with both palms until the chocking subsided and Finn's body stopped convulsing
Gradually Finn blinked his eyes open and Lucien lifted his hands from his lips, peering down curiously at the other man.
"Sister," he rasped, extending his arm outwards aimlessly.
"I'm here Finn," Freya reassured him, rushing over to where Lucien knelt beside him.
Finn gazed up at her, disorientated, looking as though he couldn't quite make sense of his surroundings.
"How do you feel?" Freya pressed.
When Finn's eyes finally focused he hesitated for a moment before offering her a genuine if not slightly delirious smile.
Freya's own worried face broke into a reassured smile in return, laughing breathlessly; reaching out to grab Lucien's wrist with her free hand in her excitement.
The moment of happiness lasted approximately 45 seconds before Finn's face paled and he began to choke as streams of blood poured from his parted lips.
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