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Chapter Thirty-Seven

Soft light glanced over the grounds of One Piece castle the morning after the ball. I cuddled closer to a sleeping Law and smiled softly. Last night had been one of the best ones in my opinion because of him. I would be willing to do it again, but only if we could spend the night in our adult forms. I have to admit he's kinda cute when he's younger, but still he's much hotter when he's his right age. I felt a gentle hand run itself over my side as another stroked the mark on my cheek. I let out a pur-like growl and lean into his hand. He chuckled softly, "It's amazing the sounds those marks get you to produce."

I move back slightly causing his hand to fall to my shoulder. I lean forward to brush my lips against his before sitting up with a yawn, "I'm just glad only you get to make me do that."

He sat up with me and asked, "Why are we getting up?"

I let out another yawn as I answered him, "I wanted to make something special for breakfast before everyone else got up."

With that said, I stood up and walked over to the bathroom. Law followed a few moments later and we showered together. We both then got dressed and headed down to the kitchen. I was pleased to see that the elves were still under the heavy sleep spell I put on them when we came home last night. I took off my jacket and set it on the back of a chair before I began to cook. Law took a seat after starting the coffee and asked, "Why did you want to make something special?"

I smiled slightly as I made pancakes, "Because yesterday was Yule and today is supposed to be Midwinter."

"Midwinter...It sounds familiar," Law murmured causing me to hum.

"It's one of the few traditions in my clan that I rather enjoy putting into practice," I say while moving around to gather more ingredients and summon a few clones to help me out, "I'm also preparing some of the rarer potions that need to be brewed on midwinter,"

"So you'll be busy?" He asked causing me to hum.

"Yes and no," Kiyo popped in and began to use her magic to help me, "I will be with you all most of the day, but at various points I will have to disappear for about thirty minutes to an hour,"

"What will these potions do?" I hum in slight amusement as his natural inquisitiveness showed up for once.

"Two of them are rather rare torture potions," I felt his interest at that, "Three of them are very rare healing potions," His interest sky rocketed as the words left me," The final one is designed to remove the influence a god has over a demigod,"

"You plan on giving that to the three demigods?" He asked causing me to nod.

"And whoever else needs it," I reach up to wipe a stray hair from my face, "I'm making enough for an army. The potion has an very long shelf life, so I don't have to worry too much about it," I frown slightly, "I'll be taking a dose as well,"

"You believe that the gods might be able to influence you?" A darkness entered his tone that caused me to feel warm inside.

"Even with the spirits watching over me, there will always be a chance for the gods to take control of me through my blood," I heard the chair scrapping across the floor, "The potion will be able to remove the control even if I will still be a demigod,"

"What would happen if you didn't take the potion and they took control of you," He was standing behind me now.

"I would become little more than a beast for them to command. My mind would not be my own," Law's arms were wrapped around my waist, "I would be a puppet with strings attached to which ever god chose to use me at that moment,"

Law's arms tightened around me for a moment before he spun me around. His steel colored eyes now a storm of emotions. The spicy tastes of anger and rage flowed off of him in waves. His mouth was drawn back in a snarl. He looked deeply into my eyes as he hissed, "I will kill any of those bastards that think they can take you from me. I'll rip them to shreds if they even try. I'll torture them for days on end if they even think to do so."

I smile up at him and reach up to cup his cheek in my hand as I murmured, "I know you will. You've always done things like that to protect me, so I know you'll go through with those threats."

He leaned into my palm and pressed his lips against the skin there. I shivered slightly at the feeling his lips on the sensitive flesh. He looked at me as the rage and anger slowly disappeared. I smiled up at him before removing my hand and turning around to resume cooking. He held me close, but moved with me to stop from hindering my movements. I smiled softly as I was reminded of the number of times he had done this back during my travels with him. Ah Midwinter, always bringing the past to the forefront of the mind.

Time skip: midnight

I settled onto my knees in front of a group of statues. Each one worn to the point one couldn't disclose what is should look like nor the color it should be. I however knew what each one was. I slowly lit a group of candles and began to murmur softly, "From the west, I bid the spirits of earth to spring forth. From the east, I bid the spirits of wind to flow here. From the south, I bid the spirits of fire to burn forth. From the north, I bid the spirits of water to flow forth. From the center, I bid the spirits of ether to take up residence. From the five corners of this world, I ask the fates to come forth and hear my plea," I bow my body forward, "As my ancestors have done before me, I have come to pray to you this Midwinter. I ask of you to protect my Nakama and bring them strength in their times of need. I ask you to allow them to live their lives as they wish and to allow them to only die when it is their time. I ask only that of you for anything more costs too much."

A warm wind blew through the small area that I had settled in. It was a rather remote area that the Ashferd clan that lived here had used to pray to the fates and the spirits. It was settled on a nexus point, so I knew why the clan had originally done so. It was a shame that the area had fallen into ruin when the Potter clan took control of the island, but alas sometimes it had to happen for a place to remain pure. My eyes closed slightly as the wind blew through my hair. There was a prickling sensation before the wind disappeared. I bit my lip as the candles went out one by one before only the center most candle sat lit. My eyes widened as I stared at the flickering bluish black flame that glowed there. My heart beat sped up as I stared into the eye of the flame. Sweat gathered on my brow and I had to keep myself from trembling as the flame burned brightly. The flames suddenly began to burn a bright icy blue causing me to fall back in surprise. A giggling voice murmured, "Wish granted!"

I stared up at the sky for hours long after the flames had burned out. The only thing on my mind was what the hell just happen.

End of chapter. Short one, but it was meant to be.