cheeks kind of hurt.”
“Well that’s the best kind of hurt you can have.” Her mom was silent for a few seconds.
“So, what’s up mom?” Ro figured she’d best get the ball rolling on this phone call if she was going to enjoy her hot bath and novel while they were both still steamy.
“I just wanted to tell you I love you.”
Uh huh. Rowan waited for the other shoe to drop.
“It’s just that, well, I’ve had a terrible feeling all day.” Clunk, there went the shoe.
This is not the first time her mother has said those words. Ro rolled her eyes, “Well everything is fine here. Are you and dad okay? Dad watching his sugar?” Rowan’s father had diabetes and clogged arteries. He thinks candy and bacon are his friends, if only the candy and bacon knew that.
“Yes, we’re fine. And don’t roll your eyes.” How did she know? “I have this feeling in my gut of impending doom. I thought I should call you and check to make sure you’re okay.”
Well there’s some drama from your momma for you. Ro assured her she was fine. House was locked up tight and the only thing she was doing tomorrow was going into the shop to finish the final touches on a new mirror she’d created. Satisfied, her mom hung up and Ro sank into the hot and steamy, book in hand, ready for an evening with Hotty MacHunky in her newest highlander fantasy novel.
Adam couldn’t believe it. She was found. The one they had been searching for. For truth, they had been in need of this chosen one for centuries, but it wasn’t until the Goddess Morrigan came to Adam nearly twenty years ago to say that the Shadow Breaker had been chosen, and then charged him with a new quest to find her. She was a precious, unique weapon–the one who will break through the darkness shadowing their worlds and balance the scales once more. Waiting this long was a small drop in the bucket of life for Adam, but for a mortal, time is short and life is shorter. He had no idea if he’d find her in time or if her death would beat him to the finish line in this very precarious race. And now she has finally been found: a true miracle. They’d been searching blindly for years - having no idea what she looked like, how old she was, or even if she was human or Fae. Talk about a needle in a haystack. This hunt was more like finding a pin of light in the sun itself. Ava had called Adam that very afternoon to say that she met the girl at her tent at a Renaissance Faire. What the hell a Renaissance Faire was, he had no clue.
Rowan. Her name was Rowan. A natural at divination, Ava had predicted that the Shadow Breaker would be drawn in with the crowd and find his or her way to Ava’s card table eventually. Magic always seeks magic. Ava had been going to these things for years in hopes to be right – and she was (usually is, Adam grimaced). But what she didn’t predict was what kind of human the Shadow Breaker would be. They had been searching blindly for years, Ava, Adam and his Druid friend, Devlin. The Goddess Morrigan had given them a charge, but not much more to go with. Such is the way of the Gods. They leave you to figure things out on your own most of the time. Probably for their personal entertainment, Adam grumbled to himself.
Ava reported Rowan was a beautiful woman, full of fire and zest. She said you could tell by the way she held herself: confident walk, the way she laughed with abandon - she was a woman who enjoyed life. Eyes are the windows to the soul, Ava explained, and Rowan’s eyes were fierce. The stare she gave Ava was enough to send chills even down her half-Sidhe spine. Indeed, this was a woman to be reckoned with. Small in stature, she looked in her twenties, but they knew she was a wee older. Adam thought she was but a babe in Sidhe years. Too bad she wasn’t Sidhe, mayhap then they’d have more of a fighting chance. It was a little unnerving to know the fate of the worlds was very much in her