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seemed obvious to Fern that Fletcher was far too overprotective of her
given that he spent his nights out hunting vampires and other
interesting things. She wanted to get out to truly experience the gift
she’d been given. True Fletcher had spent a lot of time helping Fern
learn how to cast spells, how to control the spirits which had chosen
her by possessing her for reasons she still didn’t quite understand,
but he’d kept her cooped up in this small section of the house. Worst
of all he’d kept her cooped up while teaching her about fairies, making
her even more curious about the strange world she could only see from
her window. She knew of course that it was dangerous to draw the
attention of the powerful beings whose rulers had long ago decided that
they didn’t want humans to have interactions with the magical world and
so had sealed away the most powerful wizards like Merlin, but she
didn’t think she could draw that much attention.
She
was sleeping in what had been the laundry room because Fletcher wanted
to keep her confined to one upper floor, like some sort of princess in
a tower she thought with bemusement. But he didn’t even have a bedroom
instead he slept in the hallway. So for the past month Fern’s whole
world had been a sitting room, a laundry room, a bathroom and a small
makeshift kitchen, it was impossible for her to stay cooped up in this
tiny place any longer. She needed to get out for a day to explore the
strange world she’d become a part of. She sniffed the air once more to
make certain that neither the house fairy, her parents, nor Fletcher
were nearby. When she didn’t smell anyone in the room with her she
stretched and squirmed with a loud yawn before sitting up, a smile
creeping across her face as a beam of sunlight engulfed he. She
couldn’t have picked a better day to creep out and explore. She kicked
her way out of bed and onto the hardwood floor.
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