A Hero of Realms 20 by Forrest Bella

Author:Forrest, Bella [Forrest, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18: BEN

Uma’s island was strange. It was very small, and aside from a strip of sandy beaches lining its circumference, the landscape consisted of nothing but a tall hill, at the top of which was a wide, five-story grey stone castle.

After we finished taking in our new surroundings, we left the beach and began to climb up the steep slope. Arron led the way, while I walked a few steps behind him. Julie made sure that she remained at my side, away from Aisha, who hung back behind us.

“I’m starving,” the jinni grumbled as we arrived at the steps leading up to the entrance of the castle.

We weren’t about to go hunting for human bones, so unless she magicked some for herself she was going to have to suck it up.

Arron arrived at the wide doorstep and banged three times against the heavy oak door. We were kept waiting about two minutes before the handle clicked and the door creaked open to reveal a short, petite woman with bright red ringlets and a round, plump face. She wore a white smock with green trimming. Her light blue eyes traveled over each of us, widening as she took in Aisha.

“Do you have an appointment?” she asked.

I looked toward Arron. He shook his head. “We need to make one.”

The witch opened the door wider, allowing us to step inside. We emerged in a spacious, high-ceilinged entrance room I soon realized was a waiting room. It was bare except for a wide desk at the opposite end of the room, and rows of chairs lining the walls—five of which were already occupied by what appeared to be a group of warlocks.

The witch led us over to the desk. She walked around it and sat down, pulling out a dark red ledger.

“So who is here to see my sister exactly?” she asked, donning a pair of wide-rimmed spectacles.

“Me,” I replied.

“A vampire,” she muttered, picking up a quill and jotting down a note on the parchment. “What is your name?”

I hesitated, wondering whether or not I ought to give my real name.

“Benjamin Novak,” Arron replied for me. I threw him a sharp look, which he ignored.

“And what is your ailment?” the witch continued.

Where do I start?

“He requires a change of heart,” Arron replied for me again.

The witch’s eyebrows shot up to her frizzy hair. “Why on earth do you need that?”

Evidently, this was not a common request.

I looked around the room, not comfortable discussing these details with other strangers in the room. Before Arron could respond for me again, I replied, “I would like to speak privately with your sister about my condition.”

“That’s all right.” She consulted her ledger again. “Well, the soonest she could see you would be the day after tomorrow.”

My heart dropped. The day after tomorrow. With my predicament, that was an age away.

“I don’t have that sort of time,” I said, clenching my jaw. “I need to see her sooner.”

“I’m afraid she won’t be available,” the witch replied stiffly. “The day after tomorrow, in the evening, is the soonest appointment available.

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