Chapter 5

Anglelicas pov:

Sabatians seats me as he then calls for Jazmin. "Yes Sabastian you... called" her gaze is fixed on Mr Willows lying in a pool of blood unconscious. "Return him home before he wakes up and tell his people that he was taken care of by me." She nods and proceeds to move his body out of the room. Sabastian turns back to me. "Have you heard the folklore about a tribe of healers?" I shake my head. "Not that I can remember my Lord." "There was a tribe of men and close by a tribe of Wiccan. The tribes mostly kept to themselves despite being close by to each other until one morning a man and a Wiccan went foraging they met for the frist time by a beautiful oak tree that was surrounded by bushes with bundles of sweet berries. They fell in love and would meet at the fine oak tree every morning and watch the sunrise he was so fascinated by her tribe that she took him to vist the Wiccan tribe he stayed for a year. The Wiccan tribe was very open minded and welcoming to him they even thought him the spells they would cast and their beliefs. He was so educated and eventually become the frist male Wiccan himself. He grew to be a great healer while the women he loved was the greatest spellcaster eventually the two tribes were brought together the men were taught healing as the women would cast spells and grow the forest. The women were loved deeply by thier partners. Each closing thier own who they wished to marry. When the great healer married the love of his life they had a few children and the male were taught healing and the females were taught spellcasting all from a young age. Thier tribe grew for generations after that but over the past few years thier kin has become few in number. I am one of the few. My great grandfather was the great healer and his wife the great spellcaster they taught me everything my grandfather taught my father and then my father left his old notes and studies to me after he passed." He turns and walks towards the door behind the desk. "Could you join me in here?" Intrested I agree and we enter the room in the middle is a book pillar. Surrounded by candles and a few shelves filled with ancient books of wisdom. "I didn't know there were still Wiccan in the world." I say staring at the room in awe. He goes to a small table and light a stick of sage. He then sits on a cousion placed on the floor I follow his actions in taking a seat. Its... "amazing." I whisper. He closes his eyes and stays silent for a while as he does so my eyes glisten as the crystals surrounding us start to glow. My eyes focus on the roof seeing images of the moons and astrology now appear visible due to the light of the crystals. "Beautiful... absolutely beautiful." I say stunned by what my eyes are seeing.

We leave the room and prepare ourselves for lunch. I still can not get the beautiful sight out of my mind. I wouldn't have it any other way. We finish out lunch and carry on with normal day to day activities. Sabastian is in his office doing paper work and business so I explore the mansion. I walk into a few empty guest rooms before finding a ballroom; a library as well as an art room. I walk into the art room and see Micheal sitting and drawing on an A2 piece of paper with coal. The whole room is the biggest out of every one I've ever seen it has a section for music, creative writing, painting as well as drawing. The walls and assumingly painted by Micheal and Sabastian as thier names are at the bottom corner of each wall section they did. "Oh, Anglelica I didn't see you there please feel free to explore and express yourself." I give him a smile to know that yhe offer is truly appreciated I walk around the massive room and look in detail at the walls studying them and the different art mediums used and styles between both Micheal and Sabastian. "If I may." Michael says as he stands to his feet. "Of course." He leads me behind a few easels to two right at the back. He turns both around to reveal that both are portraits of both Rebecca and I. "You both are truly talented." I analyze them in awe. "I'm sure you have a river full of talent in you waiting to flow out." "I wouldn't say talented but I did play a few instruments as a child. From what I can remember my father taught me how to play and we'd sit together by our campfire and play while my mother would sing along." I remance for awhile. "Let's see shall we?" We walk to the instruments. "Chose your blessing, Anglelica." I look over all the instruments but one I particular catches my attention. I pick up a varnished brown acoustic guitar and begin to tune it using my voice. Once it is in tune I start playing and singing along as I play. When I finish I look up at Micheal. "I was right your truly talented, before you came along and graced me with your talent Sabastian was the only person I've met that can tune the gituar by voice not only that but your voice is angelic and your playing is above par." I smile at his generous words. "Ah there you are I see you've found the art room." Sabastian enters but looks a bit taken aback when he notices the gituar in my arms. "Could you play something for me?" Sabastian requests. "Yes, I can my lord." With that I play another song strumming, string picking and singing along to my own tune. "My lady... you cease to amaze me." Sabastian says and places a kiss on my forehead. The more time I spend with them the more my heart longs to stay forever yet, I know I can't burden them as much as I wish to stay.