Captivated (Night Sky - Pentalogy - Book Three)

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Chapter Five: The Black Knife

“Okay, so now that that is taken care of, let’s get started on this wedding,” Masorien said, clapping his hands together.

“Wedding?” Tenyar asked, backing away from Gresha.

“We’re having a big Royal Wedding,” Gresha said, smiling at him. “Make it more legal with my real name.”

“Right,” Tenyar said with a nod.

“And my whole family can be there. We’re going to Earth soon so I can bring their memories back,” she said, walking over to her husband.

“It’s good to have my memories back,” Tenyar said with a smile. “Hah-Nah always knew there was something special about you.”

“So, did I,” Pilar said with a grin.

“Me too,” Nahla said, smiling up at her big sister.

Gresha leaned up and whispered something into her husband’s ear. Leih looked at her, then over at Tenyar, and nodded. She smiled as she watched him walk over to the other man.

“Tenyar,” he started, looking into the other man’s face. “I would be honored if you stood up as my best man.”

“What is that?” Tenyar asked, confused.

The humans and once humans in the room laughed.

“It’s the male version of the maitross,” Gresha said, smiling at Tenyar.

“It’s a big honor,” Masorien said with a nod.

Tenyar grinned at the young prince. “I would be honored to be your best man,” he said, holding his hand out to the prince.

Leih took his hand and pulled him close for a hug. “Thank you for saving my life,” he said, patting Tenyar on the back.

“It was my pleasure,” Tenyar said with a nod.

“What I don’t understand is how he was there in time to block the knife,” Pilar said with a shake of his head.

“Um,” Gresha said, looking up at Tenyar.

Tenyar looked at her, then at Pilar. “Luck, I guess,” he said with a nonchalant shrug.

“I have a feeling it’s more than that,” Pilar said as he scratched his chin and tried to read whatever was going on in their minds. There was too much for him to piece anything together. They were definitely hiding something but what?

“Speaking of the knife, I still have it,” Tenyar said, changing the subject and pulled the knife from his pocket.

“Let me see that,” Leih said, reaching for the knife.

“No!” Gresha screamed as Leih touched the black knife.

Leih’s body jerked and spasmed. Nahla screamed as Pilar pulled her back. At the same instant, he touched the knife Gresha had thrown her blue mist between her husband’s fingers and the blade. She flung her arm out, which sent her blue mist backward and took her husband with it.

“Get that out of here!” Gresha screamed at Tenyar.

Tenyar left the room, Pilar, Masorien, and Nahla right behind him.

Gresha moved over to her husband and leaned over his body. He was still convulsing and started to foam at the mouth.

She screamed, and time stood still.

Gresha looked down at herself, screaming in shock. She did it again, and still, she doesn’t know how she did it.

“You needed my help.”

Gresha turned and saw her sister standing not far from her. “Gretta,” she cried as she ran to her sister.

“Gresha,” Gretta said, hugging her.

“What do I do?” Gresha begged. “We just saved his life, and we can’t go back in time again.”

“Use your mist,” Gretta said with a smile.

“My mist?” Gresha asked, confused.

“It’s more than just a shield and a weapon. Even without me, you were destined to be powerful,” Gretta said with a smile.

“So even if you had lived, I would…”

“Still be a badass?” Gretta asked with a laugh. “Yes, Sister, you would still be powerful. My death just amplified what was already there. How do you think we survived the poison? It had already gone into our system. Your mist not only protected us, but it also healed us.”

“I can heal?” Gresha asked, stunned.

“You can heal small things but nothing life-altering,” Gretta said with a nod.

“This isn’t life-altering?” Gresha asked, looking at Leih on the floor.

“Right now, he is having an allergic reaction to the blade. It won’t become life-altering for another few minutes. You can pull the poison of the blade from his body before it goes further.”

“Could I have saved Hah-Nah or Mother?” Gresha asked as a tear slid down her cheek.

“Hah-Nah was destined to die. There is nothing anyone could have done to save her. And Mother…” She stopped talking and took a deep breath. “You were only three, you weren’t big enough to handle this kind of power. And Mother’s wounds were life-altering…” She paused and took a breath, then smiled at her sister. “And besides, you hadn’t found me yet.”

“Could we have done it if I had found you?” Gresha asked with a cry.

“No,” Gretta said with a shake of her head. “As I said, we were too young. And Mother’s wound was life-altering; you can’t change what is meant to be.”

“But I can change this?” Gresha asked, confused as she looked over at her husband.

“If you do it now, you can yes,” Gretta said with a nod.

“How?” Gresha asked.

“By reversing the Blue Mist.”

“Reversing it?” Gresha asked, staring at her sister.

“You know how the electricity flows outward?” Gretta asked as she took hold of her sister’s shoulders.

“Yes,” Gresha said with a nod.

“Turn it to flow inward. Instead of it protecting what it surrounds have it attack…”

“But I’ll electrocute him,” Gresha cried.

“Not if you lower the amp of the powers,” Gretta said as she gently shook her shoulders. “You can do this, Gresha.”

“Okay,” Gresha said with a nod.

“Now go,” Gretta said as she turned her sister to return to her husband.

“How do I stop the time freeze?” Gresha asked, turning back to her sister. But no one was there.

“Touch your body,” Gretta whispered from what sounded like far away.

Gresha moved over to herself and took a deep breath, then touched her body. The clock started moving again, and it had only been a few moments. Leih was still on the floor convulsing.

“What can we do?” Kimberly asked as she watched her friend.

“Just stay back,” Gresha said, looking up at her friend, “I don’t want to electrocute you.”

“Of course,” Kimberly said as she backed away.

Gresha looked at the small amount of blue mist that was still around her husband’s fingers, then took in a deep breath and spread that piece of blue mist across his body. She closed her eyes and concentrated on reversing her mist.

“What’s going on?” Masorien asked, walking up to Kimberly and Scott.

“Not sure,” Kimberly said, still watching Gresha.

Pilar came back into the room and stopped when he saw his cousin was still convulsing on the floor. He stood behind his sister and watched as her body jerked while she concentrated on her mist.

“Brother?” Nahla asked from the doorway.

“Stay back, Nahla,” Pilar said, turning to his sister.

Nahla nodded as she slowly walked over to stand next to her uncle.

Tenyar returned to the room in a flash of colors. “What’s going on?” he asked when he saw Gresha’s blue mist light up.

“Shh,” Nahla said without taking her eyes off her sister.

Gresha laid her hands over her mist and leaned her head back. She prayed that this would work. She wasn’t sure she was doing it correctly, but her mist felt different. Everyone sucked in a shocked breath when the light got brighter, and the blue mist started electrocuting Leih.

“Gresha,” Pilar said as he tapped his sister’s shoulder. He jumped back when he felt a spark run through his finger and up his arm.

“Be careful, Pilar,” Masorien said, watching his niece, “she’s fully electrified.”

“What color are her eyes?” Pilar asked in a panic.

“Can’t tell, they’re closed,” Kimberly said as she looked at her friend’s face.

Leih’s body jerked up off the floor, then stopped moving. The mist evaporated, and Gresha fell backward. Pilar caught her before she fell to the floor, then looked up at his uncle, confused.

“How did she electrocute me? We’re of the same blood,” Pilar asked his uncle.

“Not sure. It seems she was using a different part of her mist. Something no one is immune to,” Masorien said as he moved closer to Leih’s still form.

Leih groaned, and everyone jumped back when he moved. They watched in shock as he opened his eyes and sat up.

Leih held his head steady as it spun. He looked at Pilar and noticed his wife unconscious in his arms.

“Gresha,” Leih breathed as he rushed over to her. “What happened?” he asked, taking his wife from Pilar.

“I think she saved your life,” Pilar said, staring at his cousin.

“Gresha,” Leih whispered, gently shaking his wife. “Gresha!”

Gresha groaned as she opened her eyes and looked straight up at him, a smile on her face. “Leih,” she breathed.

“Don’t scare me like that,” he said, pulling her against his chest.

Gresha cuddled against him as she wrapped her arms around his waist. “You don’t scare me, either.” She mumbled. “Two times in one day is more than enough.”

“Two times?” he asked, looking down at her.

“I think she means when you were almost stabbed, and I blocked the knife,” Tenyar said, looking at the young prince and princess.

“But she was unconscious,” Pilar said, looking at Tenyar.

“Uhm,” Tenyar said as he backed away from them, his hands in front of him in defense. “I’m sworn to secrecy.”

“By whom?” Leih asked, staring at him.

“By me,” Gresha said as she moved to sit up.

“By you?” Leih asked, staring at her.

“But why?” Pilar asked, shocked.

“Because I wasn’t ready to tell anyone yet,” Gresha said, looking between her brother and husband.

“Tell us what?” Pilar asked, looking from his sister to Tenyar.

“That I can freeze time,” Gresha said as she watched them.

“You can what?” Leih asked, shocked.

“It’s true,” Tenyar said in his Kryer’s defense.

“You saw it?” Pilar asked, looking at Tenyar.

“I did,” Tenyar said with a nod.

“Why did you not show me?” Leih asked, looking at his wife.

“Because you were dead,” Gresha cried.

Stunned, Leih pulled her against him and held her as she cried.

“Okay, what happened?” Leih asked, looking down at her.

Gresha sat up and told them what had happened. How she had frozen time, which would have been Gretta’s gift. And how she had found her sister’s essence, and they had unfrozen Tenyar because they knew he would be fast enough to stop what was going to happen to Leih. And how they had opened a rip in time and took them back five minutes to save Leih.

Leih stared at his wife in shock as she told what had happened. When she finished, everyone stared at her.

“This does not leave this room. Do not tell anyone of this except her father,” Masorien ordered them.

“Agreed,” Pilar said with a nod.

“Agreed,” Leih said, pulling his wife back into his arms.

“Sister,” Nahla said, looking at her sister.

Gresha turned and looked at her sister. “Yes, Nahla?”

“Are you okay?” she asked, a worried look on her face.

Gresha sat up from Leih and held her arms out to her sister. Nahla ran into her arms and cuddled against her; Gresha held onto her sister and rocked her. Leih moved forward and pulled them both into his arms and rocked with Gresha.

“How did you heal Leih?” Pilar asked, watching his sisters in Leih’s arms.

“Gretta told me that my mist can also heal,” she said, smiling at her brother. “I just have to turn it inward.”

“That would explain why she was electrified,” Masorien said with a nod. “And why you couldn’t touch her. Her powers were inside out. Which meant nothing could touch it or her.” Masorien nodded as he looked around the room, then smiled. “It’s like protection, while she heals,” he said to everyone’s confused expressions.

“Makes sense,” Pilar said with a nod.

“Where’s the black knife?” Leih asked, looking at Tenyar.

“I hid it for now. We will look at it later,” Tenyar said with a nod to the young prince.

A phone rang and made everyone jump. Pilar pulled his phone from his pocket and answered it.

“Yeah, okay,” he said into the phone, then hung up and stared at the others in the room.

“Who was that?” Gresha asked as she looked at her brother.

“That was our father,” he said, watching her.

“Daddy?” Nahla asked excitedly as she sat up from her sister.

“What did he want?” Masorien asked, watching his nephew.

“He’s almost to the Station,” Pilar said, looking around the room.

Nahla moved out of her sister’s lap. “Daddy is coming!” she said excitedly as she jumped up and down.

“Daddy,” Gresha whispered.

She felt torn, she remembers her Sobriehton father, but she was also raised by a really good man. But now that she has her memories back, she was pulled more to her real father though she will never forget how good of a father Garrett had been to her.

“How about we all meet him at the space dock?” Pilar said with a smile.

“Yay!” Nahla said as she continued to jump up and down.

“That would be a bit much,” Masorien said, looking at his nephew and nieces.

“Awe,” Nahla said with a frown as she stopped jumping.

“Your brother and I will be waiting for him at the space dock. You two can come out once we have told him what has happened,” Masorien said, watching their faces.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” Nahla said as she jumped up and down, still excited to see her father.

“Sounds good, Uncle Mason,” Gresha said as she nodded in agreement.

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