Jess and
Ilirium awoke and saw that Beryl was up and dressed
“Good
mornin’, little one an’ Jess,” she greeted. “Ah hope the pair o’ ye had a good
rest.”
“Yes, dear
Beryl,” said Jess. “Be ye blessed. Ye mentioned last night that ye be expecting
a guest. I see nothing in my ball, it’s really a pest.”
“Aw ah ken
is human. It could be a man or could be a woman. A strange sight, but ah cannae
tell the gender, try as ah might.”
“Like a
hermaphrodite?”
“Aye, ye
could be right.”
“That must
be Shear de Lite,” said Ilirium. “She must have found a way of escaping and
taken flight.”
“Well,
she’ll be here sometime this mornin’,” said Beryl. “It looks like she’s comin’
wi’ a message o’ warnin’.”
“I wonder
what that might be,” said Jess. “It be amazing some of what she can see.”
“Perhaps it
might be aboot why ye’ve came tae me.”
Jess clapped
her hands with glee. “What great fortune this be. They won’t stand a chance
against us three.”
“But if yer
foe disnae ken if it’s a he or a she, then we have the power of four, no
three,” stated Beryl. “Would ye agree?”
“Oh yes,”
responded Jess. “Any counter attack could be such a mess.”
“I pray that
she has inkling,” said Ilirium. “Our greatest weapon would be to know what
potion they are drinking.”
“Well, ye
wullnae have tae wait much more,” said Beryl. “Oor guest is jist aboot tae
knock oan the door.”
A few
seconds later they heard a rap
“Open the
door, little one,” Jess told Ilirium. “Be a good chap.”
“Oh, Shear!”
cried Jess as she came through the door. “I’ve been so very worried about ye,
my dear!”
Shear ran to
Jess and they hugged and kissed. “Jess, your presence I’ve sorely missed. I’ve
come to warn you of great peril.”
“Relax, my
dear, let me introduce ye to Beryl.”
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