Passion Trick

The wind is very strong. Until the tent moved as if immediately removed from the peg. Though Ele had already installed a barrier there, strengthened by Juliet's spell.

They were all silent, amazed to be precise. Arthur, who had just regained consciousness from his possession, looked fresh in shape. Without any injuries or even scars. He's very healthy.

"He kept his promise, I'm healed!" And he smiled widely. Not feeling responsible for the worries borne by the people who are with him.

"You guys, what do you agree on?" Juliet asked while sitting down. Frankly, her energy hasn't recovered. After carrying out blood control that took a lot of strength, she still forced herself to help Arthur. Which just makes it even worse.

"He will give me a cure, as long as I allow him to borrow my body for a while. And he kept it," still with the same smile he explained.

"And, what gift did he give? Did he say anything?" investigates Juliet. Curiosity trumps her fatigue. She must know what is going on, or she will not be able to sleep well.

Arthur shook his head, his eyebrows swooped down and said, "No. I don't know about that. He just said he would cure me, not anything else."

All pairs of eyes stared at each other, confused. Ele still put on an indifferent face, but the fairy was also curious. So she just kept quiet, and listened.

Unlike Ele, Will was silent because he still felt guilty. He almost killed Arthur who was innocent. Although he was fine now, but he still felt guilty.

"If you're curious, we'll open it. Who knows what the jewels are!" suggested Arthur. But just as he was holding the end of the bag, Ele had already hit his hand with a dagger handle. Until the man squeals.

"Don't open it! What if it's a trap? Remember, he once tried to trap Will by imitating me!" her eyes snared, which looked like she was about to jump at any moment. Arthur pulled his hand timidly. What dream did he dream of falling in love with a fairy this scary?

"But Arthur is right, we wouldn't know what was inside if we didn't open it. What if we open it, but by installing a protector for them?" suggested William, glancing at Lucy and Lucky. The twins were fast asleep, definitely due to exhaustion.

Finally, they all agreed. After Juliet nodded, Ele put up a protective bubble for them. Arthur, meanwhile, was ready to pull the knot that closed the bag.

Splash!

In less than a second, the bag opened. Some light comes out, with two pairs of colors. Purple and blue.

Each pair of colors rotates, so slowly and harmoniously. Until then it gets brighter and blinding. Forcing them all to close their eyes.

And then, a power permeated. So fast and without calculation. Until those who get, fall unconscious just like that.

****

When they woke up, the day had changed in the morning. Some birds have whistled melodiously, some squirrels have also started to jump and chase each other.

Ele who decided to get out of the tent first, immediately swears. Force the curiosity of others and get out. Just to find their position very critical. On the edge of the ravine, the opposite of the huge castle looked fragile.

"The slightest bit we misstep, we're just going to stay lives," Arthur muttered as he swallowed his saliva. The man peered down, and only the endless darkness he could reach. Crazy! Gravel fall must be destroyed if this is the way.

"It seems, that's the only way out." William pointed north. Where a solid bridge is stretched. Connect two separate lands.

"Let's pack up, I can't stand being here. Goosebumps!" suggested Juliet. Everyone looked at each other. Juliet is the most realistic person, how could she possibly feel that way? It must be a witch's instinct!

So, without being told twice, they packed up. Carrying the twins who were still asleep at the time. It doesn't matter if they just opened their eyes. They rushed away. The bad experience of living in an area full of illusions traumatized them.

Slowly they crossed the bridge. And as expected, the bridge was still so strong and sturdy. Made of an array of stones forged with magic, this bridge seemed to be able to withstand more weight.

Second by second they go through. Slowly but surely, they were getting closer to the other plains. It looks a bit scary, but it looks better there. No spirit seeks friends, no spirit changes like a human being, and no spirit pervades the human body.

Tap! They finally arrived. On warm terrain and feel more human. With steady steps, they walked forward. Without any intention to look back. Because, if only they wanted to look. They would see the bridge collapse and the quiet village behind disappear.

Now their gazes were fixed on a gate that towered in front of the castle. With two upright guards stood with two spears in his hand. They were wearing armor, with a steel shield in the other hand.

"Welcome to the dream castle. You guys have been waiting, we will deliver!" unexpectedly they greeted him kindly. Even say they've been waiting. Like hypnotists, they follow where the guards go. Step by step, they increasingly entered the castle. Until it is lost in a door that has been closed tightly.

"This is your room, we have prepared all your needs. May you be happy!" and afterwards, they all entered the room. Eleanor came in first, and sat down on the bed. Before long, Arthur came, the man came in and stood in front of Ele.

Brak!

When the sound of the door being closed was clearly heard, then their consciousness returned. Winking at each other in panic, they only realized that they were just the two of them in there. Without children, or William even Juliet.

"Hey, open the door!" cried Ele as she tried to open the door. Assisted by Arthur breaking down, Ele casts a spell. And wush! The smoke just disappeared. There was no glow around the door, which meant that Ele's magic couldn't work.

"We're trapped?" muttered Eleanor. The elf sat limply on the floor, inviting sympathy from Arthur. Until the man squatted next to him. Just now Arthur wanted to touch the fairy's shoulder, his hand had already been slapped first.

"Don't try to touch me! I don't want to be in such a close proximity to humans!" She said. Arthur could only sigh, the patience that many in his heart had to use well. Liking someone like this, isn't it very difficult.

They were sitting on the floor facing each other. But their faces turned to each other, with the pounding of the heart that did not rhyme. Equally overcome with anxiety, which distinguished only Eleanor who felt there was anger in her heart.

Until then, a fragrance dilutes in the sense of smell. So soft is also very intoxicating. And in an instant, they lost themselves. Crossed the line, and whispered to each other seductive sentences. Going through a short night with passion, they like to be other figures who need each other.