Chapter 856 - Prickle Ⅵ (1/2)

However, there was a lack of response from Lorcan. Juliet briefly wondered if it was nerves and removed her hand from the fold of her beau's arm. She gently reaches over to put the back of her hand against her son's forehead. There was no touch of warmth felt on his skin like when he was coming down with a cold, but Lorcan did feel much more cold than normal. She removes her hand from her forehead and reaches downward. She gently taps him on the nose and smiles brightening up her face making her like the beauty she still was despite the passage of time.

”I will be back sooner than you know it,” Juliet sincerely promised her son, but failed to notice the trail of goosebumps on the back of his neck hidden by his shirt collar. In fact, his entire body is covered in similar bumps that many would consider a light rash or allergic reaction.

Yet the sense of worry did not abatement and Juliet's eyes flicker over her son pensively reconsidering her decision to leave her son at the Weasley home. Maybe, it would be best to stop by the Chittock's home and leave with his friend, Glenda Chittock. They still had time to hurry down the road, before departing for the presentation ball. Perchance that would be the best plan in the interest of everyone, especially for Lorcan.

Unable to hide his complete look of anxiety, Lorcan stiffly bows his head at his mother acknowledging her words. He did want to be obedient and did not want to cause his mother any undue trouble, but he had felt a grating sensation all day long. It wasn't nerves nor jealousy, but an irritating restlessness that simply did not fade away no matter what he did. It was like an itch that no matter how much or how hard he scratched only seemed to worsen to the itch. There was just something terribly wrong and he didn't know what it was, but he knew that his instincts had never been wrong before.

Shaking his head, Lorcan was about to tell his mum to leave for the ball, when abruptly the hairs on the back of his neck shoot straight up into the air. Instinctively, he reached out and clung to the sleeve of his mother's dress robes. ”Maybe, we should all go,” Lorcan uneasily whispered causing Juliet to carefully turn to study her son one last time.

Something about her son's wane appearance set up off filled Juliet with worry. ”Lorcan are you feeling unwell?” She gravely asked her son causing all the ȧduŀts to turn and stare at the rather pale boy. Then again, Lorcan was always unusually pale.

Lorcan moves to speak, before hesitantly glancing down at his shoes. Truly concerned now, Juliet gently grasps her son by the shoulders. ”Lorcan, please speak to me, I promise that I won't be angry.”

Looking a bit unconvinced, Lorcan warily peeks up at his mum through his eyelashes. Seeing that she truly did seem worried, he quietly answers, ”It's just,” he paused, ”that something is wrong. I can't quite explain it, mum.”

A grave expression appears on Juliet's face as she instantly removes her hands from her son's shoulders. Juliet instantly reaches for her wand in her dress robes to the surprise of those in the dining room. Juliet D'Eath impeccably trusted in her son's instincts and they had never been wrong as far as she could recall even from the time when he was only a mere infant. ”Speak clearly Lorcan, what do you sense my little bat?” She soothingly said in a somber tone of voice.

Lorcan's pale hand rises and firmly points towards the direction he had felt uneasy about all day long. ”It's coming from the South,” he quietly whispered causing Bill to nervously peer at his mother including the toddlers, who didn't understand what was going on.

The grave expression deepens on Juliet's face. ”Go on, Lorcan.”

”Danger from the South, mum” Lorcan quietly replied causing Bill to nervously glance at his mother, while the toddlers just stared around in confusion unable to understand the severity of the situation.

Juliet bows sincerely to Bilius, her beau. ”Bilius, I am sorry, but our plans are canceled for the evening,” she steadily declared causing Bilius's mouth to flop open in shock and disbelief. Those present in the room shared looks of confusion and speculation. It couldn't possibly be true, could it?