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be in
alignment again.”
    Huh?
    “Exactly
what does ‘calorie drawl to your mufa-cha’ mean? Can’t anyone just tell me in
plain English?”
    She drew her
eyebrows together and sighed. “Must you question everything? In your primitive
language, it roughly translates to ‘you will be blood-bound to your beloved’.”
    I laughed aloud.
“You must have me confused with someone else? My beloved? Really? I can’t keep my ex-boyfriend away from me long
enough to even talk to another guy. Well, except Talon.” I mused. “He’s the
first person I have ever seen stand up to Ryan, but that is completely beside
the point.”
    In fact,
Ryan hadn’t bothered me at all since Talon arrived. No wonder I’d been so
happy.
    The dark-skinned
woman with the shining, violet eyes touched my arm and said, “ Ana shuuwi? ta ? iyaasa ? It’s because a warrior was there.”
    I whipped
around to face her.
    What did she
just say? What warrior? Did I say that aloud or was I
simply thinking it?
    I shook my
head in disbelief. I have got to stop reading my mom’s trashy romance novels. There
are no warriors in Flower Mound, except in books.
    I held up
one hand in an attempt to stop them.
    “Hold on
just a second. Exactly who are you? After months of keeping me awake at night,
surely you owe me that at the very least.”
    The red
haired woman twittered before answering.
    “We are the RuneSong , the oracles of our people, and
the chosen protectors of the next Lumina ,
who was prophesied to be of Feydall blood. I am Ael’onwe of the Feydall .”
She pointed to the raven-haired beauty on her right. “This is Freya from the Varyo .” Then she gestured to the woman
from my original dreams “And I believe you know Ta’-Sha from the Lykaios .”
    This had to
be a result of food poisoning or something – I must’ve had a bad burrito at
dinner. This couldn’t be real, could it? I took a deep breath, determined to
stay calm until I got all my questions answered.
    “So what
about the man from the last time you were here? Who is he?”
    “What man?” Ta’
sha asked, obviously startled.
    I sighed in
frustration, pointing to the far corner of my room. “You know, the one who
stood there for a while after you left. I didn’t get a good look at his face,
since I had mine mostly hidden under the covers.”
    Freya took a
step forward until her face was only inches from mine. “Did he say anything at
all?”
    She made me
nervous. All I could do at first was nod. “I’m not sure. When I peeked again,
he was gone, but I heard the word ‘sear-o’ whispered, and then I woke up.”
    Ael’onwe’s
green eyes darted around the room. She shot a meaningful look at the other two
women. “My child, are you absolutely sure you heard ‘Ciro’?”
    My eyes were
now wide with fear. “Yes, why?” If it made her
nervous, it should probably scare the crap out of me.
    Freya
snarled. “Who does he think he is, interfering? Ael’onwe, she must be protected
at all costs. Our role in this is quite clear.”
    Ta’-Sha
flitted around the room nervously. “Freya is right. We must make sure the Triada is unsuccessful in their quest.”
    Ael’onwe
stroked my hair until I grew quite sleepy. “Do not worry, my child. You will
come to no harm. We will be watching over you.”
    I awoke with
a start when the alarm on my phone went off.
    “ Ahh !”
    Still
exhausted, I sat up and pushed my hair back from my face. Just once, I would
like to wake up and actually feel rested. I got up, flipped on Faffy’s basking light and walked into my bathroom to heat up my
straightening iron. At least I had enough time to do my hair this morning.
    Tomorrow was
the big bonfire party out at the Bridge, and I was nervous, for no good reason.
I guessed I could chalk it up to sleep-deprivation; it sounded as good as
anything else . I sectioned out my hair to straighten
it.
    “Knock,
knock?” Mom lightly tapped on my bedroom door.
    “I’m in here,”
I called from the