Draith shakes his head, sadness coming over him, “The team that went with him has returned, but he hasn’t. They report that there was a fight with some of the other side, one minute he was there the next he was gone, a bloody trail in his wake.”
The King growls, “We will send scouts to search for him. I refuse to believe that the leader of our Warrior teams, and one of the strongest supernaturals that I know, and one of our dear friends has just disappeared.”
“Agreed,” Draith says, determination filling his eyes. “I’m glad you said that I’ve already sent a team of my best dragons and their demons out to look for him.”
“Good,” the Queen says.
“It’s settled then; we are all in agreement. Spread the word.” He looks at Sully’s wife, “Wynonna, start gathering the things you need to seal them.”
“I will need each of you,” she says, and surprise fills the leaders faces, “you will each need to lend your power in order to seal them so that he can’t follow with his armies.”
One by one everyone in the room nods their agreement, it’s obvious that they all trust and respect her. Sully smiles at her proudly.
“Just let us know when and where,” one of the other ones that I recognize but don't know like I know Sully and the others says.
She nods, “Thank you. We’re going to need Eamon and Calia as well.”
“I think we can manage that, they’re currently helping the kelpies and selkies protect the waters, and leading their kingdom in the charge,” the King replies.
“The sirens are doing a fantastic job protecting the waters,” Ernie compliments.
“We have a plan,” the Queen starts, “let’s implement it. I’ve been away from the front line for too long.”
Everyone gets up and starts to leave the room, and we’re left in the empty room.
Just as I open my mouth to ask what we’re supposed to do next, the magic builds again, and we once again find ourselves hovering in the air.
“What am I looking at?” I ask the guys since I can’t quite work out what I’m seeing.
“That must be the main portal from Trieneliea to the human world,” Griff mutters, “it’s a lot bigger than the one we have on our side. I wonder if they built it specifically for this.”
“Would they have had time?” River asks.
Griff shrugs, “I have no idea.”
“There are so many people here,” Ransom adds and it’s like his words trigger something because as soon as he says them, we suddenly find ourselves standing with the same group that were in the meeting room. They all look considerably more tired, and battle worn, the King and Queen are missing but two other faces have my mouth dropping open in shock, I glance over at Van.
“Mom? Dad?” he mutters. “What the hell are Mom and Dad doing with them? I thought it was weird that the sirens they mentioned had the same names as my parents, but if they really are the ones that they were talking about then that would imply that they were the rulers of the sirens.”
“Yeah, it looks like it,” Reed says. “They didn’t ever mention it?”
Van shakes his head, “No, I had no idea. I think I’m going to have to pay them a visit sooner rather than later.”
“We can sort that when we get back, man.” Griff says.
We stop talking as they start to.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Neith
“This is the first wave. We have two more transfers scheduled for later today that will be going to the other realms. Most were willing to go to the earth realm,” Calia says.
“Good,” Wynonna says, “let’s get them across.”
We all watch as she turns to face the portal, which is this massive and by that, I mean that all of us could walk side by side through the stone archway, and there would still be space on either side of us. It’s that big. It’s intricately carved with runes,patterns, and words that I don’t understand, and seemingly in the middle of a vast wooded area, there’s a cobblestone road that leads to it that is currently packed full of people, but that’s it. There are no other buildings around.
Wynonna starts to chant, the magic glowing before she throws it at the portal, and it sparks to life becoming a swirling vortex of magic. As soon as it's activated Sully, Draith, and the others all start to move through the crowd and begin to organize people, helping to get them through the gate.