Chapter 7 #3

“Well, whenever Father can get here to take us to France.”

Asher seemed surprised. “He can do that?”

I chuckled. “Yes. But he’s been both places. I arrived here via warlock magic. He brought me here, and I checked in at the lobby, but I was always going to leave with my father’s help. I can fly, but I don’t necessarily enjoy it a whole lot.”

“Can he do that during a storm?”

I nodded. “Yes. Are you concerned that you couldn’t?”

Asher shrugged. “I’m not sure. I haven’t ever been around a storm, so I’ve not tried. And I don’t know where I’m going to take us somewhere.”

“We’ll get out of here and tucked away at my place in France.

Give me a minute to message them, and then we can finish our lunch.

” I looked to Asher for a moment. He had gone back to eating, but he seemed to be picking at his food at this point.

That wasn’t what I wanted. “I’m sorry things aren’t turning out how I’d hoped.

You’ve brought up some very valid points though, and I agree that a private residence would be best for us for the next week or two. ”

“What of your neighbors though? You mentioned you lived close to universities and museums.”

I froze. Yes, that was true. Well, what did others do when they met their mates?

I sighed. I didn’t know what to do in this situation, to be honest. He was right.

I did live in a populated area. I had neighbors on both sides, and they weren’t far from me.

We all lived within walking distance of cozy cafés and delicious bakeries.

“We’ll discuss it with my father once he arrives. There has to be a solution that is acceptable.”

I saw that there was a reply from Dad from my earlier message, but there seemed to be a long lag between messages. I wasn’t sure what all either of them had received or not, so I opted to message Father separately in hopes that something got through to one of them.

Instead of replying to Dad again, I instead opened an email to Father.

Father,

I have found myself with the best news one could ever hope for.

But with it comes a bit of a conundrum. My mate showed up at my hotel room door not long ago.

That is the wonderful news. He’s absolutely a delight and just the sweetest. I can tell he will have plenty of sass to throw at me, so I know I will always be kept on my toes around him.

But the challenge. Asher is fae. And, well, he cannot use his magic to get us out of here because he has never been anywhere but here.

He wouldn’t know where to magick us to. That also presents another possible issue.

His upcoming fertile period and his magic.

He obviously shouldn’t go through his fertile period in a hotel.

But my house in France isn’t necessarily the best place either.

He has mentioned that it is a possibility that his magic could become an issue during this time.

Suggestions? I am open to any and all, and I ask that you please help us to leave Cairo at your earliest convenience.

We will be packed shortly and ready to go whenever it is that you can arrive to help.

The storm is currently raging outside, so that limits what we can do by way of getting out of the hotel on our own.

But again, we are hoping you can assist in this.

I cannot wait for you and Dad to meet Asher. He truly is a treasure, and I can see him and Eli getting along quite well. I hope to hear from you soon.

Calum

I watched the email leave, and when it went to the sent box, I double-checked there to make sure. I figured it would take a little while, even with it being email and completely digital, but it had to go through one channel to another, and those things took time.

I set the laptop to the side and looked up to find Asher staring out the window and biting his lower lip.

“Hey,” I said quietly. He looked my way and gave me a hesitant smile. “It’ll be all right.”

“I didn’t mean to cause so much trouble.”

I shook my head. “There’s no trouble at all. Seriously.” It was going to take time. I knew it. He had been here only hours, and already things were changing because he needed them to. He needed a safe place to have his fertile period, and a hotel or a house on a busy street wasn’t them.

Asher sighed. “I still feel bad,” he said.

I needed to do something to distract him. “I’m going to pack. Did you want to come and sit with me while I do? You’re not eating any longer.”

When my mate stood, he nodded. At least we could do that and be ready if and when my father was able to get to us.

I quickly placed my food on the cart, and Asher did the same.

Once that was finished, I pushed it into the hallway and left it there to be collected.

I would see about finding something more suitable for us to eat later.

Once we were somewhere entirely different.

But for now, I needed to pack. More importantly though, I needed to find a way to reassure my mate that he’d done absolutely nothing wrong and us leaving suddenly wasn’t an inconvenience in the least.

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