Well Met by Sorrow by Rebecca Roberts

Author:Rebecca Roberts [Roberts, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Friday afternoon, my heart stopped beating. We’d all come to the mansion right after school, ready to make up for lost time. We’d each grabbed three journals and went to our designated spaces. But after thirty minutes, I found it.

“Ava? You alright?”

At Toby’s question I jolted and looked up to see both boys watching me. Had I made a noise? “I found something.”

Instantly, they were on their feet and approaching the bed. “The spell?” Tobias asked. “The one to bring him back?”

I shook my head and looked down at the pages. “But this was the last journal he wrote in.”

Tyson sat beside me and looked over my shoulder. “How do you know this was the last journal?”

I flipped a few more pages and revealed the empty paper. They knew what that meant. Tristan filled up every journal; every notebook.

“This is also the place where he wrote rough drafts of the spell we used.” My stomach churned as I flipped back to the page I’d come from.

“Can I take a look?” Tobias asked. He didn’t need to ask twice. I handed over the book and got up from the bed.

Tobias flipped through a few pages. “He tried a lot of variations but I think I see what he was going for. Tristan was trying to use our family connection.”

“What do you mean?” Tyson asked. I walked further away and wrapped my arms around my stomach.

“Mother had connections to a very powerful full-blood,” Tobias explained. “Our ancestor. Father always said that Mother was favored by that demon. I’m not sure why. But Tristan tried to use that. He wanted to summon the full-blood in our own line. That connection would have made it easier.”

Easier? It hadn’t been easy. It drained both of us and we didn’t even get the demon we asked for. I leaned my forehead against the wall and focused on my breathing.

“Listen to this,” Tobias said. “Tristan used a bunch of keywords and moved them around to get the spell right. The blood of my line. The strongest of our past. Full-blood that lies in me. It all ties back to our ancestor. But spells require more than just words.”

“Intent,” I whispered. “And power.” The boys stayed quiet and I turned to look at them. “That’s where things went wrong. We were thirteen, so we didn’t have enough power. And we had intent but it wasn’t specific enough. We didn’t know what we were looking for.”

I was pretty sure the final spell said blood of my line. It should have worked.

“Something went wrong and we got demon adjacent.” I sighed and rubbed a hand over my face. “We should have thought it through.”

“Thirteen-year-olds don’t think things through,” Tobias sighed. “Why did you want to summon a demon, anyway? We were always too scared to ask our parents about that.”

I smiled bitterly. “Curiosity. One time, I mentioned how the human portraits in this house were weird and we ended up talking about how we weren’t sure what full-blooded demons looked like.

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