Key to the Journey (The Chronicles of Hawthorn, Book 2) by Rue

Author:Rue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Publisher: Rue
Published: 2016-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

Pounamu pulled her cloak tight against the wind as she neared Moa Bend; the warmth of summer waned with the daylight. This made her third trip in a week and today the Grand Coven would finally make its decision about Flynn. She could’ve spent another night with the High Priestess, but it seemed that Dreamwood Forest was only kept outside the walls of her small cottage by her continued presence. So, she journeyed back and forth to lay the last piece of her plan before the Grand Coven. First, however, she would stop once more at the Healing Hut.

“Mistress Pounamu, can I get you a cup of hot tea? The walk from Dreamwood must have chilled you to the bone,” Nokomis offered with a smile. The Mistress of Healing wore her luxuriant brown hair in a thick tidy braid and she smelled of lavender, mugwort, and bitter weed.

“You are too kind, Mistress Nokomis. My bones have forgotten more about weather than I care to admit, but a cup of your sage tea would be most welcome.”

Nokomis hurried off to fetch the tea and Pounamu settled in beside Hazel’s bed.

“How are you feeling today, my darling?” Pounamu leaned her staff against the wall and smiled.

“You have to get me out of here, Pounamu. I know they’re only keeping me here so I don’t run off after Flynn, but I promise I won’t. I can’t stand another minute of lying in this bed. I might forget how to walk.” Hazel let out an exasperated sigh.

“Have you been neglected?”

“I wish!” Hazel blurted. “Po has been in here every single day.” She pointed to a growing collection of small wooden figurines on her bedside table. “He brings me a new one every day and tells me to be patient and listen to Mistress Nokomis—”

“And he is correct, youngling,” Mistress Nokomis jumped to Po’s defense. “That boy has to be chased out of here every day. We should all be so lucky to have a friend like him.”

Pounamu saw the desperation in Hazel’s face. “Mistress Nokomis, I will need Hazel to speak before the Grand Coven today. Do you think that she can leave for a short outing?”

Hazel held her breath.

“Does the High Priestess know of this?” asked Nokomis.

“I will see to everything, my darling. You leave it in my hands. Hazel will be watched every minute and I will not allow her to over exert herself.” Pounamu stared directly at Nokomis.

Hazel saw a sparkle of magick in those swirling emerald eyes.

“See that she remains calm and drinks plenty of water.” Nokomis fetched the clean set of clothes Hazel’s mother had dropped off yesterday and placed it on the bed. “No running. No shouting. No excitement of any kind. Is that understood, Hazel?”

“Of course, Mistress Nokomis.” Hazel kept her quivering hands folded under the sheet. She wanted to jump up and down on the bed and scream for joy, but somehow she managed to sit quietly until Nokomis excused herself from the room.

Pounamu smirked.

Hazel climbed out of bed and flung her arms around the old witch’s neck.

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