The Keeper Sorceress

Traitor brother

"Your highness" Adir said with a bow.

"What is it?" father asked

"It is Marcus, he-he came running to our boarders and begged witches to let him-"

"Tell me they didn't, tell me they killed him then and there" mother said growling. But in return Adir just just looked down which was enough of an answer.

"How could they, he-he is a traitor. Where is he now? Take me to him, I have some overdue business with him and now is the time to finish that" mother said, her voice low and calculated just like the Queen of Wokozar.

"You are not going anywhere Galla, I'll meet him" father said getting up from his chair. "If you for one moment think that I am letting you anywhere near that snake then you are being nothing but delusional." Queen replied baring her fangs. "He is my brother Galla" father said keeping his cool. That's what I admire the most about my father, no matter how worse the situation is he always kept his cool facade. He was as shocked as everyone I knew it in fact everyone in this room knew it, but you can never tell from his expressions if he is about to murder you or what. I say this because I have seen my father punishing law breakers with that same cool facade, I have seen my father killing two wolves who ate seven humans with same cool and calm facade. 

"The same brother who had gone against our laws and dared to help fairies and vampyres in blood wars? The same brother who gifted some of our people to vampyres? same brother who tried to marry me even after knowing I always wanted you, that I am your mate? The same brother who tried to kill you last time he met you?" Queen hissed.

"Galla if you for one moment think that I have forgotten everything you are wrong, I remember everything he has done to you and to Wokozar. And that is why I do not want you anywhere near him, besides once I am done talking to him he will be out of Wokozar. As for him attacking me" father smiled "darling have some faith in your husband, I am not as weak as you think I am"

"I know you are not I know bu-" before mother could complete father pulled her to him kissing hard on her lips. "Now allow me my queen" he said stepping back from now astonished mother. 

"May I join you father" Haziel asked with all the seriousness on his face. "Oh yes you are joining me" 

"Now you two go back to your room and remember if next time something like this happens, you both will be in grave trouble." Mother said as soon as Haziel, father and Adir left. "Mother why-?"

 "Not now Yanet, besides I don't know what that snake is doing here. Tributis serviens is in one week and this snake is nothing harbringer of troubles."

We bowed and kissed her hands before retreating to our bedroom. Yanet and I share our room since I was eight. I still remember that spooky moonless night when I heard a banshee screaming, it was the first time I ever heard that spine chilling scream and ran straight to Yanet. Even though she's only few months older than me, she is still a lot braver than I could ever be, since that night I decided to never sleep alone, even though banshees are not very violent creatures unless of course you provoke them. But their scream is something that will make you crumble, then there's their natural appearance which is from what Haziel has described me is more like a fifty years old corpse. Although they often disguise themselves as any other normal human being. And above all this what is even more disturbing is that no magical boundary can stop them from entering kingdoms , they can freely get in and out and what their presence mean 'a harsh brutal death'. That night when I heard that formidable scream a hellhound was killed near our borders by guards. 

"Why do you think that pathetic excuse for a wolf is here" Yanet asked pulling me out of my thoughts. "Uh... I-I don't know, but.... " I don't know if I should express my fears or shut my mouth. "What? " Yanet asked sitting down on bed bedside me. "I-I don't know Yanet, I have this strange feeling that this might not be a good news, that he has some ulterior motive" I replied looking out of the window at the full moon. 

"Ha! That we all know little sis, I mean except for father. You know he's kind of soft and naive when it comes down to family. I'm sure he will easily forgive that filthy creature if he beg for forgiveness. The only thing that gives me relief is that Haziel is with him, he won't let father forgive that traitor" Yanet said lying down on the bed. I didn't said anything, because yes I feel like something really bad is about to happen, but hey I could be wrong. But then at the end of the day  this could be nothing but me being pathetic as always. 

"And for today, I just want you to know I was keeping all my senses on high alert" She said now looking outside the window. "Uhh for Luna's sake Yanet I am the last person you need to explain yourself to" I know her better than most of the people around her, she acts like mean careless brat but she cares about the people she loves more than anything. "I just wanted you to know that's it. Anyways" she turned towards me and plopped on her left elbow "what color gown you will be wearing on Tributis serviens?"

"Oh no, I forgot I totally forgot about it." I said now sitting up straight. Tributis serviens is one of our biggest festival we pay tribute to Luna and our ancestors who are now with her. Matured wolves find their mate this night, Haziel turned thirty last month so now that he is officially adult there are high chances that he might find his mate as well, most of the wolves do and me being his sister needs to be ready for that moment to welcome the future queen of Wokozar. 

"Oh don't worry I haven't decided anything yet either we still have one week we will find something amazing to wear" Yanet said. "We can't find just wear something Yanet, we need to find something beautiful. Are you forgetting that Haziel is an adult now he might find his mate " I said. 

"Yeah but you are forgetting that there are wolves who don't find their mates for long long time, so it's not necessary that Haziel will find his mate this year. Besides I always look good Elle even if he does I'll definitely rock in whatever I'm wearing." Yanet replied giving one of her signature smirk. 

"Yeah but I have to find something beautiful to wear if in case he does, you know not everyone rocks in whatever they are wearing." I said. Truth be told I'm no Yanet, she is beautiful she has got from that hourgalss shaped body to a face that screams Luna took her own sweet time in making and golden brown long wavy hairs and hazel eyes. I on the other hand am just an average looking girl with iron straight Raven black hairs, pear shaped body, round face and misty grey eyes. Only thing that I like about me and have in common with Yanet is lips, we both have full lips.

"Don't worry sis your sister is here to help you. Besides you may not believe me but your simplicity makes look even more attractive" Yanet said getting up and stretching "anyways I'm going to sleep I have had enough for tonight." With that she left for the bathroom to change. 

That night I didn't sleep at all, because of the some strange feeling screaming trouble. I kept turning and twisting trying to put my finger on exactly what wrong might happen or what was wrong other than our uncle being here. 

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Days went in blur, I spent most of my time in library or with Haziel or Yanet to take my mind off from those strange trouble screams. Mother and Yanet helped to choose the right design for Tributis serviens but no matter what I do that strangest feeling stayed like some dark cloud. I even talked to father about uncle, why is he here and for how long will he remain here. But according to father he has lost so much of his blood and it is hard to talk to him and get out much of the information out of him. According to him he somehow was able to run away from The night kingdom where they tortured him on daily basis and used magic to that he couldn't heal any faster than humans, it will take some time for that magic to wear off. This story isn't completely unbelievable considering just how much vamps hate us and how powerful their witches are, that even after a week their magic hasn't yet wore off.