Page 122 of Enchanted Heir
“Good point.”
He finished brushing a small line in between the two lines of words already written in ink on the page. Sure enough, more letters were forming.
I was given this pencil
Not an extremely secret message there, but maybe there was more. I was not patient enough to run the water and towel, but Krew was taking his time, going slow and methodical. Line after line.
I was given this pencil as a gift from a dear friend to assist in my painting. The markings disappear when they dry.
Okay. So she was just testing it out in her journal? But why halfway through the journal? Why on a page with her sons in the text? Or was something similar on every page?
The words continued in between the lines for the majority of the page.
I am writing these hidden words in warning. To my sons or whomever else may find these journals.
I gasped. She really was sending us a message from the grave, wasn’t she?
Theon is becoming more aggressive and erratic. Krew and Keir are turning 16 soon. Theon has begun trying to figure out how to siphon more magic. He is constantly rumbling about how to best Dra Skor for good. I fear he won’t stop until he is the most powerful Enchanted in the realm. Until he makes every country and every living being bow down to him. I fear his greed will eventually bring war to our front door.
“Theon is your father’s name?” I asked quietly. I hadn’t even known his first name until now.
“Yes.”
I shook my head. “I don’t believe it.”
“It stops there,” Krew said as he continued trying to rub water between the lines on the rest of the second page he’d put the water on.
“Try the next page,” I offered.
He did and was shaking his head, looking to me and back to the paper. “That’s all there is. Should we check the first page at the beginning?
But if she was trying to send us a message, wouldn’t she have said more than that? She had to have known we might not ever find it. And if we did, we’d have to get lucky, likely spilling something on her journal. If it had been me, I’d have left a lot of messages. Across all the journals. “No,” I shook my head. “Go to the next section where you and Krew are mentioned. This was the first lengthy passage about you two in this journal.”
“Smart,” Krew murmured.
Sure enough, on the next page mentioning Krew and Keir, there were more words. I wanted to jump and clap, but I forced myself to be quiet as I held onto Krew’s free arm while he worked.
I was given...
Four lines later, it was clearly a repeat of the message she had already written. Sure enough, it was exactly the same words as before, written on the next page with Krew and Keir mentioned.
Krew quickly skimmed and flipped to the next page with either he or his brother mentioned. He tried again.
I was given...
“Dammit,” Krew said as he finished with the towel three lines later to find the same hidden message for the third time. “If she was trying to send us a message, why would she not say more?”
I quickly walked back into his room and returned with my stack of the other three journals Krew had brought me. “Maybe she did, but only one message a journal or something? Because wouldn’t she want to increase the likelihood that you would find a message?”
Krew brushed a kiss to my lips and took the other journals from me. “Brilliant, love.”
Knowing these journals better than I did, he grabbed another one and quickly flipped through the pages. “Here it is.”
I was given...
I sighed with frustration. I really thought that a different message would be in a different journal.
But as Krew checked the next line, it did change. It just had the same start.
