15. Kael
15
KAEL
I stirred restlessly, my wings rustling with my movements. I felt strongly that something was wrong with my Mistress—but she had yet to call on me. I wanted badly to go to her but I had to wait.
The cruelty of the protective curse laid on me was that however much I loved the woman I was protecting, I couldn’t go against the words of my key-holder. I couldn’t go to Willow unless I knew for a fact she was in danger or unless she called me.
Call on me, Mistress! I thought, aching to hear her voice. Call me and I’ll come to you!
But though I strained with all my being, listening for the sound of my name on her lips, I heard nothing.
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