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they had
fallen in love at first sight.
    “I missed Mama and Papa,” the boy said,
shifting his head so he lay more comfortably on her lap.
    He was being very brave, Cecelia thought,
remembering of how vicious the man had whipped him.
    “Do you have any brother or sister?” she
asked, thinking of Brian.
    “No, but Mama promised to have more so I
won’t be alone.”
    “What’s your name?”
    “Lucifer,” the boy said, shifting his head
back again so he could look at her. “What’s your name?”
    Cecelia thought for a moment. She didn’t
know whether to tell him her real name or not. “Brian,” she said
finally, using her brother’s name.
    “You’re very brave for a human boy.”
    Cecelia raised her brows at his statement.
“I am not a boy, Lucifer.”
    “Really? I don’t believe you,” he said
firmly.
    Cecelia smiled. “Think as you wish.”
    Lucifer turned his face away again and
closed his eyes. “Papa and Uncle Drake and Uncle Gerick will save
us,” he said some moments later.
    “I do not know if your papa knows where we
are,” Cecelia said, closing her eyes to get some rest.
    “He knows.”
    “Those ghost birds, what could they be?” she
said, wondering aloud.
    “Ghost birds?”
    Cecelia opened her eyes to look at him.
    “They are birds that appear like
ghosts.”
    Cecelia was good at imagination. A dead bird
was the picture that came to her mind, ones that could fly. But
how could the men be afraid of some mere dead birds? She
couldn’t imagine why. Then again, she reasoned with herself, she
was green to this outside world.
    “Thank you,” Lucifer said suddenly.
    “What for?” She blinked at the boy.
    “Stopping the madman.”
    Cecelia smiled. “You’re welcome.”
    “When we get home, I will tell Papa and
Uncle Drake to thank you properly by giving you a big feast.”
    “You must be very rich.”
    “Aye, I live in a castle with Papa and Mama,
Uncle Drake and Uncle Gerick, and Leon, and ugh, Julius…”
    Cecelia saw that he went quiet all of a
sudden. “That’s nice. They must love you very much, then,” she
said, wondering from what kingdom this boy came from. And why had
those men kidnapped him? Apparently, it must be for ransom. Lucifer
did say his family was rich. She wondered if he was royalty, like
herself.
    “Aye,” the boy said proudly.
    “I love my family, too,” Cecelia said,
thinking about her mother and dead father.
    Lucifer turned to look at her again. “Why
are you so sad?”
    Cecelia blinked. She didn’t know tears were
brewing in her eyes. She wiped them away with the back of her hand
and said, “My mother is very sick. I must find the Pearl of Life to
save her.”
    “What’s wrong with your mother?”
    “She was poisoned.”
    “Oh, that does sound bad,” Lucifer said.
    She knew he didn’t understand anything about
poison or the pain she had within her heart right then. He was just
trying to help ease the hurt. But that was still kind of him.
    “I was poisoned once,” Lucifer began, “with
the white tiger butterfly. It stung so bad, and I cried. Mama
kissed me so I wouldn’t feel the hurt. Usually I don’t like her
kissing me so hard cos it’s embarrassing in front of my friends.
But this time I like it. The witch made me a potion. It was so very
bitter. I didn’t like it much, but Uncle Drake said brave warriors
like to drink bitter potion, so I drank it anyway.”
    “That’s nice,” Cecelia said. “What’s a white
tiger butterfly?”
    He stared at her, his eyes large. “Don’t you
know anything?” he said.
    Cecelia shook her head.
    “It’s a butterfly,” he began. “They are very
big, this size.” He held out his hand in the air as to indicate the
size of the insect.
    “Lord, that is large,” Cecelia said, looking
at the empty space the size of a fat cat.
    “Aye, they sting badly, too.”
    “Lucifer?”
    “Hmm?”
    “You said you were kidnapped. Do they intend
to get ransom from your parents, then?” she asked.
    The boy