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from going stir crazy and administration offices to help with building, working and placement in differing states and countries. It was a magic re-location center. Their tour ended back at Artemis's office where tea and cakes had been laid out on the desk.
    "Please pardon my astonishment, but this is incredible. When was all this constructed? I don't remember this as my camp.” She helped herself to a cake as Artemis poured tea.
    The funny thing about Artemis was that she literally looked different every time you focussed on her. One minute she was blonde, then brunette and occasionally a redhead. It was the first thing you noticed about her, and the last thing you remembered when you thought of her later.
    Today she was dressed in a business skirt that fell to midcalf and clung the entire way up, her white silk blouse looked as freshly pressed as if she had just put it on. Her mouth was its usual stern line, softening frequently with laughter. Her eyes, when she raised her gaze to Westa's, were shattered rainbows. The most peculiar shade that she had ever seen.
    "Sugar? If I recall you had quite the sweet tooth."
    "Three please.” She took the cup that was handed to her and smiled at the first sip. Nothing like a nice cup of tea after a trying day. She sighed and sat back in the deep leather chair on one side of the large desk, with Artemis on the other. “Now, my dear Miss Whynot, how did all of this come about? Were all the girls at the camp of the same ... uh type?"
    "Indeed. All of the young ladies at the camp had the seeds of great magic within them. Each night I called you all forth and gave you base instruction on the art of tapping into your talents."
    Westa closed her eyes, “I remember a light. Brilliant lights dancing."
    "It was used to distract the magic while I attempted to pass on the direction that elven children receive over a course of years.” She sipped at her own tea. “The magic within each of you is natural to you, natural to the modern world in which it lives. The plan, which Henry has no doubt alluded to on at least one occasion, is to bring magic back to the modern world and to help in flourish here."
    Lucky set her cup down. “I had surmised as much from hints in his conversation. But why were we all assigned a guardian? I am assuming that I was not the only one."
    "The guardians are not guardians so much as they carry the compliment to your magic in their very bones. The men are your equals in power and temperament, the opposite to which you attract.” Artemis leaned back and eyed Westa very closely. “You and Henry seem to be getting along very well."
    "Matchmaking? That is what this is all about?” Laughter bubbled up as Lucky caught on to the nature of the conversation. “So how do you go about making the matches between old and new magic?"
    "We have a specialist here for that. She has a knack for it.” Realizing what she had said, Artemis back-pedalled. “But that is a conversation for another day. Henry should have had plenty of time to tidy up. Let's be off to his home."
    * * * *
    Henry's home was spectacular. It looked like the stone had grown into place. He was fidgeting on the porch when they walked up and Westa was a little astonished to see him insecure.
    Artemis took her by the hand, “I will see you tomorrow and we will discuss the role in all this that we would like to offer you."
    "Working with that specialist that you mentioned?"
    "Yes. But we will see you tomorrow. Good evening.” She nodded to Westa and waved to Henry, then was sauntering back down the path with the sun setting behind her.
    "Hello again, Henry. Did you have time to tidy up? Or go and get your car?” She walked up the steps and stood a few feet in front of him.
    "Westa, we rode on my car to get here. Seerix is a shape shifter.” He smiled at her, the scar tugging at his eye. “Would you like to see the stables?” He held his arm out for her to take.
    She did. They sauntered to the back of the