Chapter 6

• There was a lot of inner battle taking place in Lucius' mind. There was so much going on in his life lately that he could not understand if he was the one playing the game or he was just being a pawn of someone else's game.
• How the damnation did the young witch saved herself from his spell? The spell he used to bind her magic was one of the ancient and powerful one that only seasoned sorcerers could use, not to forget that it was almost not viable to avoid such lethal attack so effortlessly.
• Moreover, his father had to arrive there and offer his hand in matrimony. He could understand his father's move though; seeing how Madonna absorbed his power as if it was nothing, he wanted her to be on their side when the time comes to wage a war against Orla.
• He wanted Madonna to be their secret weapon but Lucius did not want the same. He wanted nothing to do with the woman who left no stone to infuriate him. Her alluring beauty was totally another issue. It was as if he was contradicting himself when one moment he finds an invisible knot tied between then while the other moment, he wanted nothing more than to strangle her.
• It was his first time feeling so attracted to a woman in such a way as if something very strong was pulling them to each other.
• Lucius steps faltered as he removed his shirt and pants and threw them over to a hanger. He swiftly pulled a dark cloak and wore it as he sat before a fire which was glowing in a huge star pattern on the ground.
• He closed his eyes and muttered chants of spells as he poured a light green potion in to the fire. Opening his eyes, he glanced at the basket where all the ingredients were arranged in it.
• As the fire blazed and danced higher, his hand found its way to the basket and picked up dead man's toes as he dropped it in to the fire. He continued to chant as he dropped Lemon jest, coffin nails and Cactus into the fire in a cadenced practice.
• Once the fire reached the top of the roof, Lucius glared at the fire with intent, "I summon you, Mortas." He called out loudly as he sprinkled powder of wishbone.
• "Mortas, I summon you. I call you for the knowledge only you can provide me with. Come, Mortas." He called out loudly as he gripped a knife tightly and slashed his palm, squeezing the blood into the fire in front of him.
• As he squeezed his blood, the fire blazed wildly as it shaped into what looked like a man's face with horns on either side of the head.
• "Greetings, My Lord. What made the invincible Sorcerer to seek my guidance?" A voice came out as the man formed by the fire spoke.
• Lucius's eyes glazed, "You are the person of Prophecy, a tome of knowledge; I would like to seek answers to few of my questions which seems to puzzle me in the recent days." Lucius said as he stood and took a step back from the vast fire.
• Mortas laughed out in amusement as the sound of the laughter resonated in the little cave the ritual was being performed. "Lord Lucius Emor, what might it be that you summoned me for the assistance? Do you not know more about the clairvoyant clans and their people more than I do?" Mortas question was not of assurance but of a test.
• Mortas, a person of prophecy and a book where the past, present and the prediction of future was recorded, was considered more or less like a deity by all the otherworldly clans. He knows nearly everything and has a record of the events in his reserve.
• Mortas was not an easy seer to be summoned nor was he a very undeviating person. The question that Lucius Emor has summoned him for his assistance was just so amusing yet saddening to him.
• "No other person knows more than you do. I am quite in a fix right now, Mortas. There was just so much happening that I could hardly take a guess who was the prey and who was the predator. I do agree with being great when it comes to otherworldly abilities except, to use them I need to know the answers to many of my puzzles." Lucius expressed truthfully as his head was getting muddled with the uncertainty.
• Mortas laughed blankly before throwing several balls of fire towards Lucius which Lucius dodged easily. Mortas was pleased with the Lord's instincts as he proceeded, "Ask away, Lucius. I can answer any of your three questions but beware; there are many happenings in the present that should not be changed for a better future. So choose wisely and I shall reply you to an appropriate extent."
• Mortas knew all the bad events taking place in the Emor kin and also knew it has only one answer which was Lucius himself. However, the tale of mysteries and murders should happen for a larger and greater prospect in the future.
• "Alys's murder was no coincidence, isn't it?" Lucius wanted to corroborate that Alys presence at that particular place at that particular time when Knox Garrick was there to fulfill the ritual was no accident.
• "No it wasn't a coincidence." Mortas response stunned Lucius although he expected the certain answer. He knew it. He could sense it. He had his suspicion regarding the incident from a long period.
• Mortas answer only riled up the fire brewing inside Lucius; Fire of Vengeance. Cursing out few profanities, he continued to think about his next query.
• Lucius knew he should ask something where he could get a clear picture of who his foes were and who were his allies.
• "Witch Madonna; how is she mixed up in this war? Is she just a moment of assistance or is she more than that?"
• Mortas took few moments to answer that particular subject. "Answer to every doubt you have regarding the young Witch is, she is solitary and a common bridge which leads you to all of your purposes."
• A common bridge?
• What does it mean?
• Does it mean that every single of his problems are indirectly linked to Madonna? Does he mean that Madonna is the path he should take to find his inquests?
• Lucius did not expect for the young infuriating Witch to play a role of huge importance. No wonder she displayed an amazing strength of powers the other day.
• But the question still remains, how in the name of the hell she had done that.
• "I thank you for your kind help, Mortas. Lastly I want to know how I can overpower the young witch while I still believe she is not competent compared to me." Mortas was delighted how the threads of fate between the Lord and Madonna were finally falling in place.
• Although Mortas not a bodily person but just an embodiment of a record, he was thrilled to know how the Lord use his newly acquired knowledge to his will.
• The entire cluster of mysteries was surrounded by Witch Madonna and it was in the hands of the other person to make a friend of the young witch or a foe.
• Like they say, every small action has a immense ability to make a change in future, now it all comes into the hands of Madonna and Lucius.
• "The young witch is no greater than you and it is a fact, My Lord; although you have to uncover the right time to overpower any source of energy, just like how she did." Mortas smiles as he vanish into the pits of fire extinguishing the entire flames with his exit.
• Right time?
• It means Madonna knew he would be targeting her with his energy so she had prepared a nostrum accordingly.
• Impressive!
• He was widely impressed by her actions yet he did not know how she suspected the precise spell and energy from him.
• As the cave fell into darkness, Lucius' lips twitched upwards into a devious as a thought went off in his mind. Now that he concentrated on the words spoken by Mortas, he just knew what he had to do.
• He was and shall be the mightiest one among him and the young witch so all he has to do was use his intelligence before using his powers.
• The young witch has to do his bidding by hook or crook and he would make certain of it. He was being humble all these times but he has to use the shadiness he had inherited from his evil mother.
• "Davon" Lucius called out for his butler and his subordinate to designate him with an important task. "You shall go to Knox and propose him a deal for his freedom."
• Freedom from life!
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