Page 30 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

Raiden’s eyes widen as everyone’s gazes ping pong between the two of us.

“How? You should only be able to hear one or two. When you mentioned earlier that you always hear them, I did wonder if you were talking about hearing the dead because the dead are always around, but then some of the other things that you mentioned didn’t make sense. I didn’t want to get your hopes up that I had an answer when I really didn’t.”

Sully grunts, “Neith isn’t a Reaper. She’s taken after her momma, she’s a . . .” the sounds chokes off, and anger fills Sully’s expression. “Are you fucking kidding me? I can’t even tell her that!”

“No!” a voice booms through the room, and everyone freezes.

What the fuck. Who the fuck. How the fuck, all the fucks, what!

Sully’s eyebrows rise, but he has a smirk on his face, and his eyes are full of emotion, “I knew you could fucking hear me.”

“You are rather loud, Sullivan dear,” the voice replies again with affection and this time it’s easy to tell that it’s a woman, but the voice is fading not nearly as strong a presence as it was a moment ago.

Sully’s smile is huge, but he becomes resigned as he adds, “Someday soon.”

A whisper fills the room one last time, “Soon.”

The room remains silent. I don’t know who we just heard, but I do know that whoever it was meant something to Sully, meant a lot to Sully.

“Who was that?” I ask when I can’t possibly keep my mouth shut any longer.

Sully grins, “My wife and your mothers,” he stops and rolls his eyes. “And the enchantress that put the silencing spell on us.”

“Wait, your wife? Why haven’t I met her? Can she take the enchantment off you so that you can finally tell me everything?” all of these questions come bursting out of me at once.

Sully’s expression becomes sad, and I instantly regret throwing so many questions at him. I should have known that there was a reason why I hadn’t ever met her despite how long I had known Sully.

“Unfortunately, she had to stay behind in Trieneliea,” Sully explains.

“What?” Griff asks, his dark eyebrows pull down into a confused frown.

Evander’s expression creases in confusion as he asks the question that we all want to know the answer to, “If she is in Trieneliea, how the fuck did we just hear her?”

Sully’s smile is proud, “She is the strongest enchantress that Trieneliea has ever known. I imagine that’s how we managed to hear her from the other realm. Although that is the first timethat I have heard her, so I have no idea if it’s just a one-time thing or not.”

“So she is still there?” Doc asks.

Sully nods again, “Unfortunately, yes. I am hopeful that I will see her again.”

“You haven’t seen her for forty-odd years?” I ask.

Sully nods, “Yes. I was married to her for one hundred and fifty years before that.” My eyes widen, and he chuckles, “No, I will not tell you how old I am. These last forty years have been hard without her or any means to talk to her, but supernaturals live for a very long time, and for the first time in a while, I have hope.”

“I’m sorry, Sully, I can't imagine how hard that must be,” Ransom says. “I can try to see if I can pick up on the magic and reverse it. Maybe I can get through to her?”

“Thank you,” Sully says gratefully with a smile. “I may take you up on that at some point, but for now, I think that it is best to let her be the one to contact me.” He looks at me, “To answer your other questions, no, she can’t reverse the silencing spell because although she was the one who cast it, she was not the one who commanded it to be cast. I know that it is difficult, and I know that is really fucking frustrating not knowing things that you have a right to know, but believe it or not, it’s to keep you safe.”

“Safe?” I ask. “How is not having all the necessary information keeping me safe? Knowledge is power, Sully. You’re the one who taught me that.”

Sully sighs, conflict raging in his eyes, “I did, and I stand by that. If it were up to me, hell, if it were up to any of us, then we would have told you. The spell was originally cast in order to keep you safe, but I agree with you that you should know everything and that it should be lifted. I can’t do anything aboutit though. We were assured that the spell would lift when the time was right.”

I narrow my eyes, “Sully, how did your wife, who was in Trieneliea, cast the spell over you guys if I wasn’t even born yet?”

Sully’s eyes spark with pride, “The spell was premade and given to your mother and father before they fled the realm,” he pauses, choosing his words carefully, “those who had been there when the prophecy was read and a couple who were always fucking late,” Sully rolls his eyes before he continues, “all took the potion, your parents triggered the silencing spell for all of us when you were born.”

My eyes are wide, and my heart is pounding. That is the most information that he has actually been able to give to me. There’s a prophecy, another one.

“There’s a prophecy about me?” I ask.

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