Chapter 66: Chapter (66): Journey

"The faerie was right, she is a ghost and disappeared before I gather myself to catch her. She did not look wicked and I don't think she is leading the rebels that Prince Wilmore indicated."

"That court is nasty. I won't accept the curse and what the faerie said."

Ryan was agreed but he was still mad that why would the witch choose Luna to be bound to the prince. While thinking about that, he cursed himself! That day he neglected and did this.

He wore the necklace that Lavera had given him. Anytime, it was around his neck, it infiltrated a good sentiment within him.

"Let's go, Elizabeth! Things wouldn't be like old days at all."

He noted and walked to the door, slowly.

Elizabeth stopped for a moment, he was right, things would not be like before and this statement just completed what the prince advised her with. She had to take care of her heart if she didn't want to be a murderer, a cruel person like them.

They got out of the room. Natasha was beside her brother and Eliot who seemed to be happy. She was sure that he would join the knights.

"You are up!" Said the prince, the Lord's son was a thick-skinned man like himself.

"Yes, there are things we must solve."

He noted and went to the counter, "Elizabeth, give me the purse."

His cousin hastily obeyed, Ryan grabbed it and gazed at Maria.

"I know it is not enough for the damages but I will make sure you are going to have facilities as soon as I return."

Maria accepted the payment with an enthusiastic face. Her people were not in a situation to decide on their shoes.

"Your generosity will always be with us."

She replied.

Eliot strode to his mother when the Lord's children headed to the door.

"Mother, I want to join the knights. The south has been unrest and we don't have enough forces. If we don't stop them there then soon the imps will be in the sky instead of chanter birds."

Maria gulped, her heart was heavy. It was hard to let Eliot go, especially that he had a secret.

"Eliot, come!" She dragged her son to a corner.

"My son, if they notice what you are they will behead you."

Eliot shook his head, clasping his mother's arms.

"No, he knows it," his eyes traveled on Wilmore, "he is the crown prince and is someone like me. I can sense it in his blood. Only you and he know that I am a vampire. Please live healthily and eat well. He said that his troop is made of people like me. See, Natasha is here and both of us know what Lavera said."

Maria sighed. She believed in what Lavera told them but she also was nervous.

Her hand rested on his chest, "if it is your choice then I am not avoiding you but anytime you changed your mind, remember that you have a home and your family would always welcome you."

Eliot kissed her head, "mother, you are the amazing person that I was blessed with. Anytime I felt weakness I will remind you, the strongest person I have ever seen."

Maria's eyes ran teary. She couldn't push herself to say another word.

"Eliot, we are leaving in ten minutes, pack your stuff."

It was Natasha who warned him if he really was keen to hit the road and leave his warm lovely home.

"Hey, sister! Why don't you fuss nor had nagged about here? Did you find a cure for your obsession?"

Huxley asked with a hint of a grin at the corner of his crooked lips.

"No, here is where I can be myself!"

"Oh, big words."

Huxley knew what it meant, her obsession began from the days that their mother used to take hard on Natasha to sculpt out a Lady out of her and would make her marry Wilmore. Those nags hardship era made her alone and it seemed their father rescued her for taking them to the knights.

"This shows that how demonic we are. We invite them to the extinction battlefield."

Outside of the Inn, Uncle Miguel found a carriage and a rider. The man who assisted them to take the imp got volunteered to take Ryan to Riva.

"You have found good friends, the rare ones," Miguel told Ryan and Elizabeth.

"This village is amazing."

Ryan confirmed.

Elizabeth was as cold as ice. Her eyes were on the woods that were gathering to burn the man. She was not smiling, her figure was unlike the former girl that stepped out of Riva. No excitement, no joy she was showing.

Getting on horses, Ryan went inside the old carriage, laying on the seat that was covered by fur.

Lord James attached Cyrus lariat to the carriage and caressed its neck, "you good boy."

He turned to Elizabeth and found her not being in this world.

"Elizabeth, get inside. Take care of Ryan."

Elizabeth didn't want to ride Thunder. She wasn't sure if her legs could afford it at all. Her body ached all over because this night turned to be a nightmare.

"Please, take care of Thunder."

"Alright, darling."

Miguel mounted upon his horse, riding beside John.

"This journey is finished."

"But I think that we are close to old days, captain."

Miguel peek at him with the corner of his eyes. He knew that John noticed about the Princess proposal if his son joined the knights. They had to talk over things, when he was going to be away from Greenwood, he would rather have John tending over their home.

The gates grew wide and people who came to kill the imps returned as it was already done.

Miguel could not wait to reach home, asking about what they went through was running on his nerves. Ryan told him that Elizabeth's other half got provoked and it was scaring him. They could consider her as a witch and he didn't want to even think that what they would do to a witch.

"Lord James, may I ask you a question?"

Prince Wilmore rode back behind the carriage where the Lord and John were riding.

"Sure, your grace!"

"Do you really want to accept my sister's wish due to your heart?"

Miguel smiled. Of course, he didn't. He didn't want to bow for power.

"I love my family, this is the answer, the only matter."

He guessed that what he meant precisely.

"We are separating from you in one hour. I will make sure you earn things, unlike Livia's desire."

Really? Was he that generous to change Livia's mind? Miguel did not doubt that he was clever but what persuaded him? Hope it was not Luna who caught his eyes.