Married to The Jarl of Dragons

Five

        While Brynjar and Eira was getting ready for their departure, the Clans of Witches and Warlocks was looking for the Jarl's special bride. Natilda sent a couple of her members out to the house where the young lady was sheltered. However, she had received terrible news.

           "What do you mean 'she was not there'?" Natilda asked her two members, Pierre and Evaline.

           "She's not in Fjoll like you said she was to be in." Pierre told her.

          Groaning in disbelief, one thing came to Natilda's mind that could have happened to their dragon mixed girl: Her parents must have sent her off to another location. The parents knew the clan was on their child's trail. Natilda nodded her head before she shooed the two away. She needed to figure out what she was going to do.

          "Why is she such a threat in your eyes?" Natilda's husband, Dregon, asked her.

          Ignoring her husband's question, she walked to the book shelves and pulled out the book of spells. 

          "Ignoring me again, huh?" Dregon asked her. "You seem to do that a lot now."

         Natilda put the book on the desk and looked up at her husband.

         "That girl should never had been born." Natilda told her husband. "She's a threat to this clan."

         Dregon walked over to his wife, wrapping his arms around her and placing his chin on her shoulder. Natilda sighed, nudging her husband off of her. She was not in the mood for his affection. She needed to find the girl and fast.

         "How did I lose her so fast?" She asked herself. 

        Dregon sighed, folding his arms and looking at his wife. He, then walked out of her room. She watched him leave before handling her business. She glanced up at the sky and smiled when she saw the new moon in the black sky. Tonight was the perfect night to cast the spell. 

        "Tonight is the night." Natilda said to herself. "You will not get away from me, Eira. I will make sure you are in my grasps."

         With a simple snap of her fingers, Natilda was able to grab the ingredients she needed. The black candles, the golden necklace her husband gave to her as a birthday gift, black salt from the Desert of Tigur, also known as the Black Death. She set everything up before she began the process. She grabbed the book that rested on the table next to her. She flipped the page until she seen the title for the spell she was looking for. 

       There was always a lot of things to do once it came to creating a spell and making it work. And Natilda was missing a few things to make the spell work. She needed one of the two to find Eira. It was either a picture of what the girl looked like now or a piece of her clothing. When Natilda seen that she was missing those items, she was furious. 

       "Damn it!" She shouted, throwing the spell book to the other side of the room.

       How could she have missed the two things? She had not seen the girl before. The only thing she had was rumors around the city of Fjoll. Rumors of a child mixed with Wiccan and Dragon was all the town talked about. How she resembled a beautiful goddess and how her family kept her away from other civilians for her safety. 

         "Something wrong?" Dregon asked his wife. "I heard your foul mouth from the dining room."

         Natilda turned her attention to her husband and sighed. 

         "I don't have everything." She told him. "This spell is useless." 

         Dregon saw how stressed out his wife was. She was not happy. The one thing that she wanted to do could not be done. 

          "This girl has gotten you so worked up." He told her. "Give it a rest."

         "NO!" Natilda shouted at him. "I must get rid of her!"

        "Why, my love? What did she do to you to make you loathe her?"

       Natilda shook her head at her husband. He just did not understand the consequences of letting this girl live. She had two powers combined, which was extremely dangerous. Thank the crows that she had not accessed them. 

      "It's not her fault that she was born this way." Dregon stated. "Her parents fell in love and they made her out of it."

       Natilda hissed at her husband for bringing her ex- best friend up. Elli and Natilda grew up together in the Clan of Witches & Warlocks. 

      "I can't believe she would sleep with a member of that clan." Natilda said in disgust. "She knew the consequences."

      "Elli is a powerful Wiccan and her husband is a powerful Dragon. You think you would be able to take the two of them down? The last of our kind tried that and died by their hands."

       Natilda rolled her eyes and walked to the window. Her eyes turned to the moon that shined above her. 

      "That girl is dangerous." Natilda stated to her husband. "We need to get rid of her."

      Dregon walked up to his wife and again, he wrapped his arms around her. Natilda rested her head against her husband's chest and closed her eyes. His heartbeat was a calming remedy for her whenever she was stressed over something like this.

       "I think you need to focus on your spells." Dregon told her.

       "I can't." She told him.

       "If you want to grow powerful, your spells need to grow as well. You need to practice, my dear."

       Dregon turned his wife around to gaze into her eyes. He loved how dedicated his wife was, but she needed to be reminded how these spells needed to be properly prepared. 

       "Let's go to bed." Dregon suggested. "I miss sleeping next to my wife."

       She pulled away from him and shook her head. She still needed to find a way to deal with this girl.

       "I can't, Dregon." Natilda declined. "I have things to do."

       He nodded before he pressed his lips against his wife's cheek. When he pulled away, he turned and walked away from her for the remainder of the night. Once he got to the room door, he stopped and turned his head to her.

       "If this continues, I won't be around to help." He said. "I need a wife, not someone who feels their job is more important than family."

        Natilda stared at him with no response. How could she respond to that comment? It was clear she was driving her husband away. Dregon was the most powerful within the clan and her first love. What would she do without him?

       "I'll straighten up in here and I'll join you." She said.

       "We'll see." 

         He walked out, leaving her behind to finish up in the room. She turned back around and stared at the moon. She wanted to continue her work, but it was clear what her working was doing to her husband. She took in a deep breath, exhaling the cool breeze that brushed against her at full speed. She, then closed the window and she straightened up everything she took out.

          "Looks like work will began tomorrow for me." Natilda said. "But, one thing for sure, I will find you and I will get rid of you."

          And that was Natilda's goal. She was going to make sure she conquered the one thing her clan was never able to do and she was going to make sure that no more mixed children would be born ever again.