A sampling from Book 4 of Druantia’s Children Series – bo...

A sampling from Book 4 of Druantia’s Children Series – book in process...
She was still concerned for Natilie. Natilie looked well enough. In fact, Jeri had to admit, she looked vibrant. She just couldn’t let go though. It had been hard. Natilie had almost died! Natilie seemed to be controlling her gifts, but what if they took off with her again? Would she be able to get back that hard earned control?
Natilie and Emily might have made oaths to each other long ago, but Jeri had made a silent oath to both of them. She would never ever let anything happen to either of them, if it was in her power to prevent it.
Her thoughts turned to Thymane and her stomach turned queasy. She felt so helpless. If she, a double-gened O’Byrne couldn’t help Natilie, only Druantia could.
“I hope you know what you’re doing, Druantia,” she yelled out loud.
Jeri jumped when Druantia was suddenly in the pool with her.
“You were saying?” Druantia asked drolly.
“You know!” Jeri said stubbornly.
Druantia faced her. Her vivid, red hair was bound up into its twenty-one braids. Her eerie green eyes with the white pupils stared hard into Jeri. She, like Jeri, was without clothes. She had a flush, beautiful body.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” Druantia told her, “but it doesn’t matter. It’s Natilie’s choice. Don’t push on this, or I may indeed, switch her problems to you. That—I can do!”
“Do it then!” Jeri demanded angrily.
“Silly wench!” Druantia said as she disappeared.
Jeri shivered. She hadn’t really meant it, and Druantia knew it. As much as she loved Natilie, she knew she wasn’t as strong. She could never manage the Daemon. She would have perished the first time the gifts had stolen away her will. Not Natilie, she had been strong enough to fight free.
Jeri knew that Druantia was warning her to not interfere—again. Jeri pressed her eyes tightly closed. This probably meant that something bad was coming their way.
“Damn it!” She muttered and sank to the bottom of the pool.