Chpater 21 - Chloe

Dakota moved his hand down before she noticed. “Dakota was just telling me how this was my mothers’ favorite rooms. Its nice to get to know her.” I smiled hoping she couldn’t tell I was lying.
She looked at me for a moment. I gulped, starting to feel nervous. “Yes she did love this room didn’t she.” She looked at Dakota before looking back at me. “What a shame that is looks so gross” she made a disgusted face before turning away. I watched her in her ugly pink suit walk away. I let out a deep breath. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until then.
I turned my back to the door and looked at the mess. It was truly a mess, dust and books scattered everywhere. Could I use magic to put everything back into place?
I had no idea what spell I would even use to clean this up. I sighed feeling defeated. Guess I will have to do it the old-fashioned way. By hand. I started gathering the books and putting them on the empty places on the shelves.
“Use a spell” Dakota said to me. “I would if I knew one. But I don’t not. Do you?” I asked hoping he would tell me one. He chuckled. “I do, but I want you to improvise your own.” I sighed such help. I knew it had to rhyme so lets see…. Hmmm…. I was thinking hard.
A time for everything,
and to everything its place
Return what has been moved
back to its space
It was like I heard it be whispered to me. so, I said it out loud. As I was done the books moved off the floor and desks even the dust disappeared.
“where did you hear that at?” he asked me shocked. I shrugged, “not sure, it was like it was just whispered to me, so I repeated it. “that was the one your mother created when we were young, so she didn’t have to clean her room.” He chuckled. “it wouldn’t surprise me if you were clairvoyant.” He said.
“Clairvoyant?” I asked repeating what he said. He nodded, “Yes, some witches can hear the dead when they speak. Some can take it father and even talk and see them. But since you only heard it, I’m assuming you cannot see them.”
“Oh.” I said, there was so much for me to learn about this life.
I looked around satisfied, the room was cleaned. I smiled to myself.
“Next room?” I asked Dakota. He nodded and we walked out of the room. Turning the light and shutting the door. First door on the right I reminded myself. I would be back to look more at that book.
We walked into the second door on the right. The lights were off, so we turned them on.
The roomed showed a beautifully decorated bedroom. The bed was unmade, and a beautiful dress was laid out on the chair beside the bed. My mothers room. On the dresser was a ton of lotions and perfumes. I walked up and opened one. I inhaled deeply. So, this is what my mother smelt like. Japanese cherry blossom. It was always one of my favorites.
She was robbed of her life. Her home. All those family lost their lives and homes that day. I looked at Dakota. “let’s open everything back up. Let people come back to their homes if they wish to.” I said. He looked like he was pondering the idea. “I think that is a great idea, would you like me to send a fire message to them?” he asked. A fire message? “what is that?” I asked
“it is as it sounds, a message sent by fire.” He grabbed a pen and paper off the nightstand. He scribbled some words down on the paper. He whispered something and like that the message caught fire and disappeared.
“wow” I said amazed, talk about some quick text messages.
The bedroom door flung open. Eleanor’s face looked angry. “what do you think you are doing?” she yelled. “do not allow those witches to return.” She was extremely mad. “why not? They once lived in the village; they deserve to return home. Plus, as High Priestess I would like to be close to other witches.” She looked at me, fire burning in her eyes. “They will not be returning.” She turned her body and started walking out.
“DO NOT TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!” I growled at her. She would not be ordering me around. She froze in her place like she couldn’t move. I walked in front of her. “This is now my palace, my kingdom. I will run it how I see fit. Do you understand?” I said to her, I felt anger radiating from my body. I saw fear in her eyes and she slowly nodded. “Great now get out of my face.” I snapped at her. She quickly walked away down the stairs.
I heard Dakota start laughing, “As High Priestess you can control other witches to do as you say, but I warn, most do not like it. But seeing as I don’t like my mother – it was a beautiful sight.” He was smiling. It was clear that he liked what I did to her.
“I didn’t even mean to; I was just so angry that she tried to bark orders at me.”
“oh yeah, she is like that. she spent her life controlling us, Ava hated her for it.” Dakota said to me. I can’t say I blame her. I did not like it either.
I started to walk downstairs when there was a knock at the front door. It startled me. I ran down the rest of the steps to go answer it, I wondered who it could be.
I opened the door, and there was 2 men standing there. “My lady.” They said at the same time, they placed their hands over their hearts and bowed their heads. “We will serve you in this life, and in the next” they stood up straight. Looking at them, they looked well built, like they had spent their lives training for fights.
"Lovely, warriors." I heard Dakota say from behind me.