was so irie. I wonder who this belonged to. Evidence of age was appearent everywhere. Just as I was begining to feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand, I turn to see Mr. MacRoth... face to face. *Mr. MacRoth,* I began, but he cut me off * save your breath witch, this is what you have done..* he throws a body at my feet then he glared at me. With utter discust and distaine in his voice he swared * If I catch another of your kind in my town I will send you to meet your maker, just like my lying, decieteful wife.* As I bent to look at the body I relized it was Mrs. MacRoth. I checked to see if she were breathing. Ahh, but just. I carefully position her body so that I could weave a few spells. I feared they would'nt work , but I had to try.

Finially after what seemed like hours she opened her eyes. Her words were barly audiabe. * Em..ber... wa..s .... adop..ted.. * she looked at me pleadingly * yes dear. As High priestess I was privie to that information. * she shook her head * th.. rou.. the .. lady.. I wa..ss ann in.. in..initiate... th.. th..en.* I was puzzled * you did not know the birth parents then?* I asked and she shook her head. * ... Lady ssaid... ssecrecy.. w..as... imp..ortant. F..unny ss.he look..ss like..you....* she feel limp in my ars and I cried and prayed to the goddess to take her safly to her next destination.

I packed my horse so that I could carry Mrs. MacRoth. I rode silently and sleeplessly, but not thoughtlessly, all the way back to Avalon's shores. Somethig was weighing on my heart and I had to talk to the lady soon. I had to check on Ember, as well as take Dianna to be prepaired for last rites. Dear Goddess give me strength, I cannot bear it if my thoughts and fears are to be confirmed....


((Though it had been years,she could still hear Vort's voice... * the child is mine? * she heard him say as if it were yeaterday.))