pain in his voice.
Alex shook his head and wiped the blade of the knife on his jeans, cleaning off the blood. “Tell us now.” Again, I kind of felt sorry for faerie boy. I mean, he looked like crap, and it wasn’t going to do any harm to go sit down.
“We can go into the living room and sit,” I told Nicholas. “If you want to?”
Alex shot me a dirty look.
I shrugged. “He’s hurt.”
still glowering at me, Alex leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Feeling sorry for him is only going to get you into trouble…you’ve seen what he’s capable of.” I tried not to shudder from the electric tickle of his breath.
“Okay, but I still think we should go sit down.” Alex didn’t look happy, but we still ended up in the living room. The seating arrangement proved to be a difficult task, since Alex didn’t want me sitting next to Nicholas, but I thought it wouldn’t be a good idea to sit by Alex, considering what the consequences could be. I was realizing very quickly that, if it turned out to be true—if Alex and I being close to one another for too long could end up killing us—then there might be a huge problem because we seemed to magnetize toward each other.
Finally Alex sat down beside Nicholas, and I shared a sofa with Aislin.
Alex jumped to the point immediately. “Alright, start talking.”
“About what?” Nicholas pressed back a grin. “What do you want me to tell you?”
Afraid Alex might hit him again, I chimed in. “How about you tell us what happened on the beach.”
Nicholas stared at me with a twinkle in his golden eyes.
“That would be an example of how extraordinary you are.”
“Okay…” Let the running around in circles begin. “Define why that makes me extraordinary.”
Nicholas flexed his hand and winced. “Well …that makes you extraordinary because you erased a vision. Which, might I add, is something that’s completely forbidden and could have severe consequences.” His eyes darkened. “If I wanted to, I could turn you into the Foreseers…you know there’s punishment for erasing visions.”
“What kind of a punishment?” I asked curiously, thinking of my father and the strange place he was in.
“I don’t know for sure....” Nicholas paused, tapping his finger on his lips. “I’ve only heard of one Foreseer being punished for erasing a vision.”
“Do you know who he is?” I leaned forward, anxious to hear his answer.
He shook his head. “Our kind doesn’t like to talk about things like that because…well, I think because it reminds everyone of how much control and power Foreseer’s really have.”
I got up and grabbed the crystal ball from off the desk.
“So can you explain to me what this is?” I asked, taking a seat back on the sofa.
“Where did you get that?” Nicholas’ eyes sparkled in the glittering purple glow of the crystal ball.
“That’s not important,” I told him and balanced the crystal ball on the coffee table. “What’s important is that you tell me what it is.”
Nicholas slowly reached for the crystal ball, hesitating, before picking it up. I saw Alex tense up and I tensed up too since I didn’t know what the crystal ball did. For all I knew, it held enough power to destroy us all; something that should probably not be held by a very tricky faerie/Foreseer.
He stared at the crystal ball in awe for a moment, and then set it back on the coffee table. “That,” he pointed at the crystal ball, “is what we Foreseer’s refer to as a mapping ball. They’re very rare to come by—in fact, they’re almost nonexistent.”
“So what does a mapping ball do?” I asked.
Nicholas furrowed his eyebrows at the mapping ball. “It holds a map of someone’s life. It shows all the decisions they’ve made…although, some mapping balls are used to keep a secret hidden in the midst of thousands of their memories. It really is the most amazing thing...” He glanced up at me. “So whose is it?”
I caught Alex’s