Soothsayer: Magic Is All Around Us (Soothsayer Series Book 1)

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    I stepped through the French doors into the house and went back up the staircase. Instead of turning right as before, I turned left. I knew the balcony I was looking for was on the south side of the house, facing the water. I knocked on the first door on my right side and when no one answered I walked in. This room was somewhat smaller than the bridal bedroom I had been in earlier, but it was still bigger than my bedroom at home. All the shades were shut and hardly any light made it through the cracks. There was something eerie about this room, so big and dark. It smelled musty and stale, like it had been in disuse for some time now and I suddenly had the oddest feeling I was being watched. I looked around the room, searching for a pair of suspicious eyes, when an opulent bed came into my line of sight. It was a large wooden four-poster bed with a dark duvet cover that made me think of those old vampire movies where the woman got seduced and killed. That thought was enough to quickly move me to the balcony doors to open the shades.
    The sun burst through the windows and I squinted against the brightness. I looked over my shoulder, half expecting someone to be standing behind me, but of course there wasn’t. The room, however, looked a lot less menacing with the light shining through the windows. I turned to look at the bed again and with the morning glow grazing the wood and duvet cover, it looked more like it belonged to an ancient king. I laughed at myself and shook my head. What had gotten into me lately? I was never this easily spooked. In fact I liked scary movies and things that went bump in the night.
    I looked back out the window and it took a second for my vision to adjust to the burning sunlight. I hoped I would find the balcony I’d been searching for on the first shot, so I wouldn’t have to venture into any other rooms, but unfortunately I didn’t. This room had a wonderful view of the ocean, but the top of the patio blocked the view below. Disappointed, I closed the blinds and hurried out of the room, closing the door behind me.
    I was going to go into the next room I came across, but I had a feeling the view would still be partially blocked by the patio so I continued a little further down the hall. When I reached the third door on my right I knocked and waited for a response. After a couple of seconds with no answer, I walked in.
    This room was completely different from the first. The double doors leading to the balcony were already open and lit up the room. The bed looked like a California king, with white sheets crumpled into a heap in the middle of the bed. At the foot of the bed was a large black suitcase sitting on an oversized wooden chest. Hmm , I thought. Maybe one of the bridesmaids had slept here last night. I felt a little intrusive walking into an occupied room but I figured if anyone came in I could easily explain what I was doing up here.
    I stepped onto the balcony and sure enough it was the one I was looking for. I could see the tables set up around the pool/dance floor as well as all of the chairs for the ceremony. The back yard had seemed smaller downstairs with everyone bustling about and setting up, but from up here I could see how enormous the back yard really was.
    Ten by ten rows of chairs had been set up on each side of the runner, which the people below were just now placing down. I took a couple quick pictures as they rolled it up to the altar. The two groomsmen still hammered away at the gazebo, but it was at least standing now. I took a few more pictures of them and then lowered my camera. Even though there were a large quantity of chairs on the perfectly manicured lawn, there was still at least another ten feet or so of grass behind the altar.
    The grass led to an iron fence overlooking the ocean. I saw a large swing bench on the far right side of the yard and made a mental note of it for later. It could make for some cute pictures of the bride and groom.
    All of the

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