CHAPTER 34
The call went out, and all my friends rushed to the kitchen. I was hugged and kissed, and the relief that I had returned was evident. I told them about my meeting with Guene, and how she was safe and happy, as were the other mortals there. I laughed and joked, at their happiness to see me, after all, I had only been gone a couple of days, or so I thought. In the mortal world, I had been gone almost three weeks, and my friends had thought I may have been caught or killed. I asked the date; it was now the 16th of April, I didn’t have long to complete my mission. I calmed everyone down and told them what had happened to me in my absence and what we must now do to make the Fairy Royalty plan work.
We had to somehow lure Dagdar to the Ribble Valley, which was near Blackpool. Once there, we had to travel to the top of Pendle Hill. At the top of this hill, the Fairy Kings and Queens would surround him and remove the hex. All this had to be done by May Days eve for the spell to work.
We got straight to work, trying to come up with an idea that would work. Hours had past and we still could not think of a plan that would fool Dagdar. Clax came in and started preparing some food for us. He didn’t look himself, there was something wrong. I left the kitchen, and called to him, I wanted to talk to him privately. He came into the room and I noticed he seemed smaller, and his brown hair had become lighter.
‘Clax, my dear friend, how are you? I hope you haven’t been doing too much while I have been gone.’ Clax smiled at my concern, but gave nothing away. ‘Just my duties Abigail,’ he said. I knew I would get no more out of him, I wanted to hug him and beg him to tell me what ailed him; I knew it would do no good.
I vowed when this war had ended, I would make him relax more and help him with the household. Now, though, I had to get back to finding a solution to our problem. I went back to the kitchen, where the others were still deep in discussion. We thrashed out several plans and discarded them all. Tiredness brought about silly arguments and I decided we should call it a night. We needed to sort this out quickly to be ready for our deadline; but we would gain nothing by driving ourselves to exhaustion.
I fell in to my bed that night, but I tossed and turned, I couldn’t sleep. I thought of everything that had happened during the last few months. We needed an angle that the enemy would believe; and we were running out of time. My mind must have shut down, because I eventually fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning, tired, but full of hope. We would work it out in time, after all I was the Intercessor.