Chapter 41 - Dining With The Witches (2/2)
”They're not real,” his brother countered, ”I've been walking this planet thousands of years longer than yourself, and I've never met one. The concept of day walkers are just unproven myths.”
”So are you guys,” Alyssa reminded him, ”Sometimes myths can be legit.”
”Good point,” Cornelius concurred.
The sun was very low, so they had no trouble walking over to Mrs. Goldman's house, and she had a magnificent spread made at her table, which was much bigger than Diane had remembered it. Turns out the witch used a spell to change it's shape and would put it back to it's regular size once everyone was gone. A trick witches used to accommodate everyone and not have to use multiple tables.
”Where do I sit?” Diane asked.
”A wise tip,” Cornelius said, ”Sit beside Gabriel.”
”Why is that?” Diane inquired.
”He doesn't eat,” The Dark Prince reminded her, ”Gabriel doesn't like regular food. So if you really like what's being served, you can steal some more from his plate.”
”Good point,” Diane said, ”Do you eat?”
”Oh, yes,” Cornelius answered with a smile. ”I have a very good palate.”
As everyone took their seats, Cornelius was the last to sit down as he looked across at the witches with a smile.
”I realize you are very fond on pre-dinner ceremonies,” he started, ”But please keep it brief as the little one, who is also the guest of honor, probably hasn't eaten since lunch and would prefer to eat sooner than later.”
”We understand,” one of the witches replied, ”We shall be brief, but keep close to our hallowed traditions.”
”Thank you,” The Dark Prince said, taking a seat. ”Proceed.”
The witches at the table gave a small hymn and were over rather quickly, much to everyone's delight as dinner was served. As Cornelius had predicted, Gabriel was served a portion despite the fact that he wasn't going to touch it. It was a very nice meal that Mrs. Goldman and the other witches had concocted, and everyone dug in were quiet for the most part. Cornelius had brought a bottle of blood from New Lycan and had poured a glass for himself and his brother, as if it were a simple wine. Finally, Alyssa broke the silence.
”I hope you don't mind me asking,” Alyssa started, ”What is Salem like?”
The witches were surprised by the question, but were delight to answer it.
”It's quite lovely dear,” one of the ladies replied.
”Very peaceful and quiet,” another added.
”Yes,” Mrs. Goldman concurred, ”Sometimes too quiet.”
”How do you keep the dead out?” Diane asked.
”The cauldron, dear.” Mrs. Goldman reminded her. There are hundreds of them, maybe even thousands active in the town right now. The dead don't like them and stay very far away. Those that are strong enough to handle them are quickly dispatched by the many guardians watching the gates.”
”Wow,” Diane said, thinking about it. ”Could Alyssa and I visit one day?”
”We would be delighted if you did,” one of the other witches replied.
”That sounds nice,” Alyssa added, ”I wouldn't mind seeing it too.”
”They usually don't allow normal people to enter the city,” Mrs. Goldman informed her, ”but considering your sister is a witch, I am quite confident they might make an exception for you.”
The other witches at the table all nodded in agreement. To them Alyssa was a small price to pay if it meant the newest heavenly witch visiting their fair city. There hadn't been a witch that powerful in centuries, and the city was already a buzz about it. Mrs. Goldman was confident Diane could take the vampires with her if she asked, that's how desperate they were to have her come over. The old lady peered over at Diane just as she reached over and stole a piece of meat from Gabriel's plate. The vampire didn't seem to mind as he hadn't taken a bite since he sat down. The old lady smiled as she watched Diane enjoy a her seconds. Yet her watching was interrupted as Cornelius stood up from where he was sitting, as if something had startled him.
”Is something wrong, my lord?” Mrs. Goldman asked him.
”The dead,” the Dark Prince replied, ”I can feel them.”
”No need to worry,” one of the witches said, ”They will not come here, they are repulsed by the cauldron.”
”They're coming closer despite that,” he countered, ”As if they're being forced to keep moving forward by another force. As if they're being herded.”
At that moment Gabriel stood up as well, as he understood what that meant.
”Californians?” he asked.
”It appears so,” Cornelius sneered.
”Are everything okay?” Diane asked, as she could sense his anger.
”It's alright, dear.” He said, smiling down at here. ”It appears someone needs to be reminded of what happens when my orders, and the council's orders are ignored.”
”Right now?” Gabriel asked.
”I'm afraid so, brother.” Cornelius said, ”Unless you want me to wait until they start shelling the town like they did to Denver?”
”No!” Alyssa said, as she was scared of what might happen. ”Take care of it.”
Gabriel paused for a moment. ”You heard her, brother. Take care of it.”
”Very well,” Cornelius said, placing his napkin on the table. ”Excuse me, ladies.”
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