Chapter 3- Return

The very thought of not seeing Galadan again was strange to her. Immor knew nothing about falling in love, but somehow, she had grown to care for the devil prince. She did not know why her heart believed that she loved him when her brain could not comprehend the thought. However, it was love that unlocked her seal, which was evidence that she was in love. She frowned, but how, she thought, did one know they were in love. She breathed out slowly and pressed her hand to her forehead.

A person in love was stupid, just as Maybeth had told her. They could not live without the other person and their emotions were unstable and in a rage. She did not feel as if her emotions were unstable, and she believed that living without Galadan would save him in the end which led her to want to stay away. Then there was the idea that loving someone also brought sacrifice. She would want to sacrifice being with him to make him happy. Immor was so very confused she wondered if going back in time would dim the feelings that had brought all these questions.

Going back two years would mark her at fifteen years of age, which was when Herron went to Bringdon while she was attending finishing school. A girl became a woman at age sixteen, and there was always a very large ceremony for it where she would be introduced to court. Immor had hated being introduced to court, and now she had to do it all over again. Also, there was the change of wardrobe. She would be getting a woman’s style of clothing, and her first pieces of real diamonds cut into a style that only women wore. She would also receive her first set of pearls. They would be given by Herron because her parents had forgotten about it. She wondered if she should accept them from him or not.

Before all that could take place though, she had to make sure Galadan did not go north to fight, and that Myrta would not be alone with Herron for even a moment.

Immor raised her hands as she stood before the window, her eyes narrowed as she began to let her power out and stretch upwards. She breathed in slowly, her eyes falling shut as she felt each layer of magic that had been unlocked inside of her. She had studied magic for years, as was the requirement of a noble. Even if nobles did not have power or were born with very little, they were supposed to study all of it until their magic had been unlocked, or in her case, she had studied it all. She was still surprised over Galadan’s power. She had not studied magic such as his that seemed so destructive, yet he was in full control of it. The power to take a wound and give it at the same time was uncommon, and one she knew of. However, linking himself to ten other people and managing to kill all of them was extraordinary and she had never known a power that was so powerful as that.

She brushed her hand against her face as she stared out of the window and a smile came to her eyes as she saw one of her hounds running across the lawn. Everything about her past seemed to catch up to her fast. When she was fifteen, she only had six hounds, and two years later, two had died and the rest had gotten their babies which equaled twenty. She could never use them on group hunts because they could not be around people. Her father hated her for having them. Her hounds hated him.

Immor pressed her fingers against the glass, “I won’t see many of you for a while yet,” she said with a smile, “But remembering how adorable you were as puppies,” she shrugged her shoulder, “I do not mind,” she sighed, “Though…losing two was sad enough for me.”

Immor pulled her hand back and closed her eyes, breathing out slowly as she turned and walked to the bed before she sat down again, wincing as she did so. Her power was thrumming through her body, but Galadan’s power had done some damage to her when it was attacked by ice. She wondered if ice was his weakness if that was the case. She knew he could train to overcome weakness, but if his magic was that deeply affected, she did not know how he could ever do it.

There was a knock on the door, and she raised her head, “Come in.”

Maybeth came in, her hands holding a tray of tea and she smiled slightly, “Are you ready?”

Immor nodded, “You are all right…living those two years all over again as well?”

She nodded as she set the tray down, “I am used to bouncing around time,” she answered as she sat down and poured herself a cup of tea, “Have some…before you go. It will calm your nerves.”

Immor stepped across the small room to the table and sat down, taking a cup of tea for herself, “I only hope this works.”

Maybeth nodded once, “I understand. I think it will,” she watched as Immor drank the tea speedily and set it down, “You are already nervous?”

“Extremely,” she answered with a frown, “I did not like the age fifteen. I hope I can live it better.”

She smiled, “Let’s talk about timing then,” she sat forward, “I will send you to the day Herron asked you,” she said as she placed the teacup down on the saucer.

Immor shook her head, “No,” she said, “Send me back to the day I left to get here because my father asked me first and I told him no because of education. Now I can say yes to him, and everything will be prepared by the time Herron asks me.”

Maybeth nodded in agreement, “You are right,” she said, “Do you remember the date and time?”

“Not the time,” she said, “But I remember the day,” she sat forward after telling her the exact day, her hand to her heart as pain lanced through her body, “What about my power?” she whispered, “Will it be sealed again?”

“Once power is unsealed it cannot be sealed again, no matter what time or place,” she said, “And that goes for many different things, so be careful. If something extraordinary happened during the time we are taking back, you cannot undo it. Be careful.”

Immor frowned slightly as she wondered what it meant, but she took her words and remembered them, “I will,” she said firmly, “Do not worry.”

“Good,” she said as she took her hand, “Now also, remember this. Your body is not made for time magic,” she said with a frown, “I may only be able to bend time with you once. If something goes wrong, you must come and find me…I will reverse time and warn you so that you can try again. But your memories will be altered. This is the only time you get where you know what is going to happen.”

Immor nodded firmly, “I will remember.”

“Good,” she said as she reached out and touched her forehead, “Now enhance my power.”

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