The vengeful Queen

Chapter Twenty Five

Waking up to Isidore being gone I start to panic, thinking something happened to her. I hear running water and realize she's in the bathroom.

Hearing her squeal and saying OMG! I'm curious of what has her excited. Checking the time on my phone its 4:23pm, good I didn't sleep till the next day. Can't believe Christmas is next week. Thinking about what to get Isidore since she's the only one who doesn't have anything at the moment. “What about silver eyes?" moonlight waging her tail. “So silver eyes? and why are you excited? and no I don't even know him!"

“He's so hot though" she all but drooled. “And yes he needs a name" she snorted

“and you picked silver eyes" I all but laughed.

Sighing knowing she won't answer me but decided to ask again.

“You won't like what I'd have to say" she huffed and than silence.

Not knowing what she's meaning I just left her alone. I know he's not my mate I would've felt it. So she probably has a crush on him. Shaking my head he is good looking though. Still wondering what Elizabeth meant about, your safe now when he cupped my face.

Groaning I drag my hands down my face than try to untangle my bed head. Isidore walking out of the bathroom smiling. You had bath bombs. I frowned bath bombs? than remembering those are Elizabeth's. I bite my lip not upset just don't know what to do or how Elizabeth would have felt.

But seeing there's no angry ghost throwing things, or lecturing me I'm guessing Elizabeth showed her secret stash. Chuckling I told her about Elizabeth and she looked horrified that she used one. She felt bad and I told her Elizabeth must've put it where its easily found. Trust me not even I could find it and we both giggled and laughed.

Getting up and throwing on shorts and an oversized t-shirt I head down stairs. Wanting to go and read or just relax I have few more days, before I have to get ready for the ball. At the same time investigate the whole necromancer situation.

This isn't going to be fun worry beginning to claw its way through. So many possibilities a necromancer never usually goes by packs. Not to mention they are usually hunted down.

Necromancy isn't just all black it has a good side. But forcing someone against their will to stay alive, or forcing the dead to rise for whatever purpose not letting them rest. Than that is a problem.

Those who lives in my kingdom knows the laws forcing one to live, or the dead to awaken will be punished.

Meaning I'd strip them of their power and that's a whole mess to do. Making sure they are the ones who did it.

It takes a decent amount of energy depending on how much practice they had.

Than there's the preparation if they put up a fight.

They mainly do who wouldn't though only a very few asked for my help to stop them. If you don't have help from any of the royalty than you'd have to prepare a circle have three to four other powerful witches.

Have to have protection for your self, ingredients and practicing every word for word.

But lucky for me I get to miss out on the ball and do some investigating.

Writing everything down to make sure I don't forget. Hopefully the werbear Wouldn't be attending the ball, along with Isidore asking or begging me to go. Instead of investigating which even though it'd be hard to refuse I will.

I hate crowded places let alone going to a mating ball. Shaking my head I can see 16 birthdays or 18th but just for mating.

I really don't see a reason to, but if that's something they like to do than go ahead and count me out.

Chuckling at the idea of someone attempting to stick me in a dress.

Which probably wont happen ever again, but seeing how everything is going so far its a slight very small possibility.

Sam would always try to get me to go, I'd do my best to avoid it.

But if someone had invited me as a queen I'd have to go, or send another higher up to take my place. I still don't wear dresses I would ware a gothic suit that kinda makes me look like a dude but I don't care. I can pull both chicks and dudes.

Smiling I look up to see Isidore staring at me with a small smile on her face. Looks like she's scheming something and I don't think I'd like it. So whatever she's about to pull I better shut it down instantly, but first I'm curious on what it is.

I could read her mind but I don't like doing that unless its necessary.

Taking a glance up at her, her cheeks begin to get bright red. Chuckling remembering when she called me little rose. Not sure if she knows that's what one of my middle names mean. Roisin- little rose I'm still curious of who gave me that middle name. Maybe it was meant to be a nickname I'm scared to ask Vilkas.

I'm trying my hardest to put all that aside and work on what is more important than family history.

Listing to the fire crackling and sipping on my hot coco. It's 5:34pm and already dark outside.

Hearing the wind picking up, and watching Sam throw in more fire wood.

Stretching watching as one of the cats curl up on the couch.

Lily's cat Lilac is always lazy she's fluffy and big. Her fur is all white with left eye dark blue and the right a scarlet red.

With the tip of her tail black and her stripes are grey.

Lily named her Lilac was cause she was always obsessed with them. Even though it could hurt her, didn't stop her from rubbing against it.

Walking out the door every one curious about what I'm doing. I grab a fist full of snow and threw it at Sam, but he pushed Isidore in front of him as a shield.

Before she could react it hit her in the face.

Smiling with an evil grin she begins to throw the snow at me.

Already having a camera set up one for recording and other for pictures.

And just as I thought she looks beautiful in the snow.

Shaking snow off my head she made it a personal request to aim at me. Even though it was Sam's fault.

With us laughing and squealing

Tonight is going to be fun and an amazing memory.