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I raised my hands and stood there, thinking desperately, hopelessly.
Could I escape? He would certainly sound an alarm, and I would be hunted.
Women with magic would join the hunt, and that would be the end of me.
What if I were to cooperate? The man probably didn't know for sure who I
was; I could be any woman from the outlying villages. But they were
looking specifically for me; I couldn't fool him for long. Maybe my best
course would be to charge straight at him and hope he would shoot me; I
would die without facing Moranna's plans for me.
But even with all hope gone, I kept thinking of the possibility of
escape. I stood there without answering his challenge.
Then suddenly, from the woods behind me, I heard an almost silent
"Twang." I barely saw the arrow flying, but I saw its effect: the guard
grunted and fell. I whirled around to see who had saved me--or who was
going to be my next captor. A tall man stepped out from behind a tree.
Could it be? He stepped closer. I fell in a faint when I recognized him.
I came to in his wonderful arms. "Marcus! What are you doing here?" It
seemed a rather inane question, and I was embarrassed I had asked it. I
was even more embarrassed for fainting--no real warrior would do that!
But oh! I was glad to see him there. He held my head and looked at me
with a mix of grave concern, relief, and--was there something else in his
face, too?
"I have to ask you first, Marisa. What are you doing here? The whole
Council is in an uproar. Some of think this is proof they shouldn't have
let you live." I blanched at that, and opened my mouth to protest, but he
kept going. "I've been tracking you since we discovered you were gone.
Thankfully you didn't seem to be trying to cover your tracks. I'm
actually a little surprised at that."
"Marcus! I'm just so glad to see you! I was just about to rush that
guard. I was hoping he would kill me so I wouldn't have to face Moranna
again."
"I'm glad I was here, too. Again, I ask you, what are you doing here?"
His voice was growing stern.
"Marcus!" I felt an impulse to wail his name, but checked it. "I came
here to get some of my magic back." His eyes gripped mine darkly; his jaw
grew visibly tight. "I want to get my magic back so I can heal Jakob!"
This time it was Marcus who almost lost control. "You came here to --
you're taking this risk for -- for my son? Are you being honest with me?"
"Yes, Marcus. I'm not deserting the Council, but I couldn't stand to see
Jakob in that kind of pain another day. Don't you understand?" It was a
plea, not just a question.
"Of course I understand, Marisa. You know how it hurts me, too."
"Yes, and that's one more thing I couldn't bear to see another day. I..."
I was about to say I loved him, but something in his eyes, in the way he
released his embrace of my head, held me back.
He sat in silence a long time; I gathered myself up to sit on the trail
near him. His face and eyes were working in a visible mix of grief and
hope, and something that might have been either anger or fear.
"You can't do it, Marisa," he finally said, and I knew it was one of the
hardest things he had ever said. "It's not worth the danger. Your life
could be ruined, and our dreams for your help would be dashed."
"I've thought through that, Marcus. I've spent my whole life fighting for
my own glory and gain. I want to fight for someone else this time." I was
just a few feet closer to the end of the path than Marcus was. "Tell the
Council they can trust me!" I said, then quickly stood up and strode out
into the field among the strawberry harvesters. Marcus tried to catch me,
but I was in the open before he could reach me. I knew he would not call
out for me; he would put both of us in real danger if he tried that, just
as we would have been had he used a gun on the guard. (I was impressed
with him for thinking ahead to bring a bow.)
I left him with the dead body of the guard, confident he would figure out
the best way to dispose of it.
Joining the farm workers was easier than I had expected. Apparently they
had no reason to question my presence. If anyone had seen me walking out
from the woods, they must have assumed I had done it with the full
approval of the guard there. The group was a large one, perhaps a dozen
women and a handful of men, and I felt confident I was inconspicuous
among them. They laughed and chatted all the way to the center of town. I
heard my own name mentioned once.
"Do you think they'll ever find this Marisa woman?"
"I've heard she could be more dangerous than Moranna. I hope she's dead!"
"I don't know--don't you think that story might have come from Moranna
herself? Maybe this new woman will be the one who will rescue us?"
"Rescue us?" The speaker laughed. "She didn't come here to rescue anyone,
she came to take over. At least Moranna put a stop to that! Would you
want someone like her in charge? Do you know who she used to be?"
I hung back to the rear of the crowd after hearing that. They were
speaking freely, as among trusted friends. If I were noticed as a
stranger it could mean trouble. We were passing landmarks--a fountain
here, a sculpture there--that told me we were within a mile of the
castle. It was time to look for a place to hide out. I started now to
inspect myself for signs of the violet aura returning--the aura that
would signal success, that would provide me with the magical cover for a
safe return. It wasn't showing up yet, but it should be soon, I thought.
We passed a farm market. Many, but not all, of the stalls had been closed
down for the day. I stepped aside from the crowd that had provided me
safe entry into the city center, and wandered among the stalls as if
shopping. More of the booths closed; the market was becoming nearly
deserted. A number of crates were jumbled behind one of the tables. I
looked around quickly, saw that no one was looking my direction, and
ducked down under the table and among the crates. A minute passed, then
five, and no one came looking for this strange woman hiding in the
market. A smile began to grow on my face, along with a most unfamiliar
sensation: tears of happiness and relief. I had made it! If one night was
enough to regain some power, then the rest of my mission was as good as
accomplished.
My quarters were cramped, but I had spent many nights in worse conditions
than these in the field, and with a less limber body. There were even
scraps of fruit within reach, and I still had the last of my water with
me. If I had stayed awake overnight, my gladness would have increased all
the more, for my violet aura was returning. As it was, I didn't realize
it until the noises of the morning awakened me.
My first task was self-protection. I had thought it through, and I
decided it was time to give my powers a try. "No person or animal will
notice my presence, not by sight, sound, touch, or smell, nor by anything
that I touch or move, nor by any kind of magical working, under any
circumstances until I say out loud, 'I am revealed'." I rose and
stretched, and tested the effect by walking by a market booth that had
just opened. "I'd like to buy some strawberries," I said. The man
obviously hadn't seen or heard me. I walked to another booth, picked up
some greens, and began to eat. Nobody reacted I felt a small pang of
conscience for taking the food, but was greatly heartened to have
confirmed my magic was working. I could stay here all day safely now.
My main order of business was simply to stay and recharge, but I wanted
to check on my army, too. Where would I find them? I couldn't ask,
although just for fun I walked up to several people and said, "Excuse me,
can you tell me where Moranna put my men?" I fairly giggled at the lack
of response I got. I had more fun with it. I told one tough-looking man
that his was undoubtedly the ugliest dog I had ever seen. I leaned down
and growled at the mastiff. I walked up to a soldier and said, "My dad
can beat up your dad!" Sure, it was juvenile, but really, how often do
you get the chance to be invisible? I wasn't the least bit embarrassed at
myself for it. It helped relieve some of the tension of the last few
weeks. I couldn't remember ever being so carefree and playful. I had to
be careful walking in the streets, though; I could easily have been run
over by a car, or walked over by a large man, and they wouldn't even
notice it.
I also took advantage of the chance to dress as I liked. I had worn the
farm worker's outfit with distaste, out of necessity. Now I clothed
myself by magic in a deep blue dress and a tasteful set of jewelry. I had
no one to appreciate it, but at least I felt better that way. I styled my
hair in long loose curls down my back.
I considered going to the castle, but I had no idea what I would do
there. For the first time, I regretted making my visit to the city
without the full information the Council could have given me. I didn't
know enough about the Orb, I didn't know how to neutralize Moranna's
power--or the other magic women in her trust--and perhaps most
importantly, I knew nothing about the Prophecy they kept alluding to. It
was hard to say, without knowing what the Prophecy actually said, whether
it was something to be trusted or if was just a superstition, but it
seemed to be something I should know more about.
I wandered the city for hours looking for signs of my army. I was forced
to conclude they were in the castle. That was another piece of
intelligence I wished I had already received. At least I could accomplish
my main purpose here; there would have to be a return trip to the city
another day. With any luck, I would still have magical protection on me
when I came back.
I really didn't know how long I would need to stay in the city to get a
sufficient recharge of my magic, but I hoped that two nights would be
enough. It would do my relationship with the Council no good if I
extended my stay overlong. My second night was considerably more
comfortable than the first. I lay down in a small park and magically
commanded the ground to be as comfortable as a bed, and the air around me
to be as warm and dry as at home. I set up wards around me so that no one
would stumble over me unaware, and so that no animal would disturb me. I
slept the deep sleep of contentment and relief.
That was it. Having recharged myself, my job in the city was done. I
started back home early the next morning, well provisioned with supplies
I had gathered at the market. I was hoping I could make it back in a day.
For once I would not be held by caution to a slow speed.
I was climbing the hill north of town, enjoying a mouthful of fresh
strawberries just picked from the same field through which I had entered.
Up the path I climbed, and then onto the stony areas. I chose a new, more
direct route home, since I did not need to pass by my surveillance point
again. It would have been well for me to stick with a known path, though,
for the loose stone under my feet became gradually more and more of a
challenge. I tried to choose larger, more well-planted rocks to cross.
One of them turned out to be round and loose, however. It rolled out from
under my feet, and I fell down the hillside, rocks bouncing down after
me, with a dropoff not far below.
I was in no real danger even in this rockslide, of course. I simply used
my magic to protect myself from bumps and scrapes and fractures, and then
to stop my fall and halt the rockslide. "This magic sure is useful!" I
said to myself cheerfully.
I didn't realize what it had cost me to stay safe.
The sky was red and dusky when I finally reached Marcus's home. He was
standing outside, looking toward me; but of course he did not see me; the
magic was still hiding me. I could tell he was looking for me, hoping and
waiting for my return. I could have walked right up to him and appeared
before him out of nowhere. That would certainly be amusing but it would
be too cruel of a trick. Instead, I stood behind a tree, spoke the words
I had prepared, "I am revealed," and stepped out to greet him.
He gave a yelp of surprise that turned to joy, and ran to me to give me
an enthusiastic embrace. "I was so worried about you, Marisa! I'm so glad
to see you!"
I cried tears of joy. "I'm so glad to see you, too, Marcus! But I really
can't wait to see Jakob!"
"You think you can heal him?" I nodded with a huge smile. "Jakob!" Marcus
called out. "I have a surprise for you!"
Jakob's eyes were obviously curious as we entered his room. "I haven't
told him what you went to the city for," Marcus whispered.
"Good," I answered. "It will be a wonderful surprise for him, then!"
Jakob seemed bewildered by the huge smiles on my face and also his
fathers.
"I have a surprise for you, Jakob! Let's see now, let's start with your
feet. That's okay, I'm not going to laugh at you. I have something much
better for you."
Jakob slowly, hesitantly drew his malformed feet out into my view. I held
one in each hand--the first time he had ever let me touch him so. I
wondered if he might know what I was about to do. I looked at the yellow
aura on his feet, and commanded, "Return to normal!"
First the yellow faded, then Jakob's feet changed shape. Unsightly brown
fur retreated as skin returned to a normal flesh color. Toes poked out. A
heel formed, and an arch. Jakob's eyes grew large. His mouth dropped
open; he was too stunned at first even to smile. He looked up at his
father, then at me.
"Is this real?" he asked. I nodded.
Jakob stood up, tested his feet, walked a few steps, then leapt, and
leapt again, shouting for joy with each step and jump. The three of us
held each other and danced together for joy as Jakob, for the first time
in two years, stood and walked on his own two feet.
In just a few moments, Jakob held out his misshapen hands to me. "Can you
fix these, too?" I had never heard any boy so happy, so excited, in all
of my life as a man or a woman. I myself may never have been so happy
before.
"Yes!" I cried. "Show me those hands!"
He held his dog's paw hands out to me, and I took one in each hand.
Marcus and Jakob stood silent, breathless, waiting, watching. And then
wondering. I was saying nothing.
"Well, come on, Marisa, don't make us wait!" Marcus said.
I frowned. It wasn't working. He looked at me with consternation; Jakob
danced a step and said, "Hurry up! Hurry up! I can't wait!"
I dropped my arms, releasing Jakob's hands. "I can't," I said simply, and
my tears now were not for joy.
"You can't? What do you mean you can't?" demanded Jakob.
"It's gone." My flat tone conveyed more disappointment than any cry of
pain could have.
"It's gone? How can it be gone?" demanded Marcus.
"It's just... gone. I guess I... maybe I didn't stay long enough to get
enough magic. It's gone now; the last of it went away when I healed his
feet. I didn't know..." I looked at each of their eyes, fearing what they
would say or do, fearing they would hate me for raising their hopes and
then dashing them. "I-- I think I know what happened," I said. "I had to
use some of my magic on the way back. I slipped-- there were rocks
falling-- I would have gone off a cliff. I had to use my magic or I would
have died. There wasn't enough left to.... " I was unable to finish the
sentence as I crumbled to my knees and sobbed. Jakob ran from the room.
Marcus followed him. I was alone.
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