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with these tiny details, but this one
simply wouldn’t stop nagging at her.
    He stood and took one last draw from
the bottle before placing it back on the tray.
    “I will do that tomorrow. I have one
more stop to make tonight, and that’s my brother. I love him
dearly, and he’s a powerful soul, but his guilt is getting worse
and worse. If we’re going to have any shot of avoiding the seven
suns prophecy, we need a leader. He needs me to remind him of who
he is.”
    Bala was hit with a hard wave of pain
that originated out of Rodrigo’s heart. She stood and hugged him
tight.
    “I’m so sorry, Rigo. Just be there.
The journey back is his own, but I have faith in him.”
    She felt his pain ease and was pleased
that her words had helped.
    She and Luxe both walked him to the
door in the small turret-shaped entry.
    “Keep me informed on both things we
discussed, Bala. I deeply appreciate it. I’ll be here for the
foreseeable future, unless something pressing comes up.”
    “Of course. I just… don’t expect
miracles. I’m really not sure I’m the person for either of these
tasks.”
    He reached out and squeezed her
hand.
    “Ah, but I have faith
in you , Balaja,
strong of heart and rich in faith.”
    She averted her gaze as she felt her
cheeks heat.
    “As a team, all of us, serahn,
nay-chi, royals, witches… even some of the mortals, we’ll save both
realms.” Luxe spoke in that royal tone that did not accept argument
or dissent.
    “Aye, Luxe. This is the
time for which we were all created. We will defeat the oppression, bring
the balance back to the light and dark, and reunite the realms.
Faith, Bala. As you have always taught us, faith is our strength.
We will fight back the night and we will win. Of that I have no
doubt.”

Chapter Four
     
    Wraithe’s heart was so heavy it was
threatening to finally crush him. Even in the castle antechamber, a
place he loved more than anything, there was no peace. It was
midday. Below him were families, tourists, people here to see his
creation. He ran his hand over the grey stone that outlined a small
window showing the grand landscape of the park. Usually he loved
watching from his secluded nook inside the main castle. But today,
with so much at stake, he could barely breathe for the morose
sadness bearing in on him.
    “I knew I’d find you here.”
    He recognized the voice of his brother
before he turned from the small window to see him. The hero of the
hour stormed through the small wooden door a lot like any hero
would, exuberant and confident.
    “Well, there’s only three places on
Earth I habitually habitate. How many did you try before you came
here, because I think that’s the real tell of how well you know
me.” It took more energy than he cared to admit to rise to the
level of sarcasm.
    Rigo laughed and drew him into a bear
hug.
    “Oh, brother, always putting up those
walls.” Rigo took a step back and smiled sadly. “But you’ll never
push me away. You may as well give up trying.”
    Wraithe chuckled and turned back to
his castle window where he could stare out over his kingdom. “Never
say never, brother dear.”
    “I heard that.” Rigo moved in close
and stood beside him.
    Wraithe smiled slightly as the two
stood side by side, one dark, one light, no longer just in hair and
coloring, but more and more, it described their disposition as
well.
    In a moment of silent harmony they
stared out over the world he created.
    “So… how’s business?” Rigo asked, as
if running a business was really what he was doing.
    “Booming.” He answered drolly. “Maybe
you’d like to go try out the new shooting gallery.”
    “Oh no. Last time I did that I made a
little boy cry because I beat his score, and you booted me from the
whole park.” Rigo chuckled.
    “You beat everyone’s score.” Wraithe
looked at him dead on, attempting to look severe, even with the
grin threatening to break through.
    “There isn’t any point in pretending I
suck!”
    They