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I sighed, turning to see his burly figure emerging from the ancient forest that quietly slept around our home.
I always thought, as I was growing up, how strange it was we lived so far away from the village, and how we were the only family I knew who wasn't afraid of the Cursed Forest. In fact, my mother and father seemed so unafraid that they decided to build a home right in the middle of it.
Only today I realized the forest was protecting us all these years – kept us away from prying eyes of ignorant humans and powerful curses of vengeful witches.
'I will not let you go,' my father was now in front of me, his grim face mapped with deep wrinkles I never noticed until this day. By the habit, he was still carrying his crossbow and just now I realized why we always had to be so cautious.
'I'll bring her back,' I said, sheeting the silver dagger my grandfather Robert had left me. 'He knew this would happen one day,' I said, 'and he knew I would be the only one who could end this.'
My father sighed, his shoulders hunched under the burden of his desperation.
He was one of the most feared Keepers in our kingdom. For years he was hunting daemons and werewolves and other supernatural beings, serving our kind Johnathan the Just, until he met my mother – a young witch from the coven of river witches from the south, and he fell in love with her.
I was surrounded by love. All my life I watched the tender care my mother and my father showed to each other. We lived modestly, hidden away from the outside world, but there was always plenty of food on the table and our house always singed with mother's laughter.
Being a Keeper – gifted with powers all firstborn male children inherit, would have been my destiny if my mother wasn't a witch, and a very powerful one. Gift of the witchcraft was passed down from mothers to their children so I was growing up as both and neither. Father rarely spoke of his days of the Keeper, since he brought dishonor to his blood line, and I never once saw my mother performing even a simplest spell in front of me.
I was just a child – a very loved one, who knew nothing about his blood, all the way until I was off age and the both sides wanted to claim me.
It was a bad business altogether. Grandfather Robert, my father's father, arrived one day and left this silver dagger on my window. It was made of silver, only old Keepers used. It was for protection against evil forces but also a clear invitation for me. I also found something else, a copper amulet, hanging from the apple branch outside my window. It was a family heirloom, left for me from my mother's father Damien – a great warlock from the rivers of the south.
When I came before my parents with the strange gifts I received from the grandfathers I didn't even know, I finally realized why our family wasn't like the others I knew.
Father took the dagger and mother took the amulet and we never spoke about it again.
A few years later, the only one willing to offer me employment was blacksmith John, an old friend of father's and with time I learned to love the craft of making the iron obey into many forms used for peace and for warfare. But the winds were changing. Our kingdom was under the attach from the south tribes of Beon who wanted our ships and our harbors, and also from the north and king Wragen's army who was trying to conquer us since the dawn of time. Most of the Keepers were defending the borders with other soldiers while the land was festering with all kinds of evil pest.
Four covens were gaining in power until it was clear there was no army in the kingdom who could go against them anymore.
I wasn't worried. Mother kept pleading father not to go to war and he knew we needed him here to protect us. Whatever happened I believed no evil could ever pass through the borders of our forest until two days ago, when I returned from the blacksmith's and found the empty house.
Witches had taken my mother away.
'Gregory,' my father said, 'I'll go, son. I know the road and I knew every trick they might play. You are too young and too inexperienced to face such force.'
We were having this conversation for the last two days.
'You know they would kill you the moment you stepped on their soil,' I said. 'They wouldn't dare to touch me.' I was already holding the reins of our horse Ferdinand who kept nudging my father with his nuzzle. Father smiled at him, offering him an apple. 'I'll take care of him, I promise,' I said.
Father sighed, taking off his crossbow. 'At least take this,' he said, 'and take the longer road around the Silver Lakes.'
He didn't want me to cross the Black Forest and I didn't want it either, even it was a shortcut. No one knew what was sleeping inside of that forest, not even the Keepers.
'Take care, Gregory,' my father's eyes were filled with tears.
I was riding for two days and two nights. The weather was good and there was plenty of food for me and Ferdinand. I wasn't afraid. Working with blacksmith John made sure I had strong enough hands to defend myself from any road thieves, I was heavily armed, and I knew enough about all the supernatural species in our kingdom to keep away from trouble.
I was riding south until I reached the river Morak and the moon was high above my head.
Suddenly, there were two men and two women before me. They seemed to appear out of nowhere and the moment they started chanting I knew I found the coven from the rivers of the south.
I knew no spells and knew better than to threaten them with the Keeper's crossbow. Their voices became louder and louder until there was something like a sphere of light around me. It had the faintest bluish glow and from the inside it looked like a shield of light.
'You are Damien's grandson.' One of the women's said. I nodded.
'Follow us,' another one of them said.
I got off my horse, holding the reins with a white-knuckled grip as I followed them trough the dark woods.
We finally reached their cottages, set between two rivers and I was almost excited I had the chance to see so many people in one place. Being a half-blood never earned me many friends. But the looks on the faces when the saw my crossbow were everything but friendly.
An older man appeared before us. He had the midnight blue robe and piercing green eyes – eyes like my mother's, eyes like mine.
'Gregory,' he said, looking at the crossbow I carried with a light frown. 'I see, you still haven't decided.'
I said nothing. This man was my kin but he was also a stranger. 'I want to see mother,' I demanded.
He smiled. 'Don't worry about Elisa, she's taken care of and well.'
'I want to see my mother.' I repeated.
Warlock was watching me with a light smile. 'You got that stubbornness from our part of the family.' He offered me his hands. 'I don't believe you greeted your grandfather properly.'
I held my breath. Both my mother and father taught me never to give my hands to any being who could wield any power. Our destinies were written on our palms and all our secrets were written on the skin on the back of our hands. But I had little choice. My grandfather or not, this man was the only security I had here, inside his coven. I was strong and I wasn't unarmed but I wasn't either a fool to believe I could win a fight against hundreds of witches and warlocks.
So, I gave him my hands.
His eyes were closed for the longest time and when he finally opened them he was smiling at me.
'I'll have a word with your mother, Gregory and then I'll sent twenty of my men to escort you home.'
I was watching him with disbelief. 'Just like that?' I asked.
He places his hand on my head. 'Nothing is just like that, my boy. The road you've taken is long and winding and even I don't know what lies at it's end.'
At dawn, after a good night sleep and reunited with my mother we left the coven and my grandfather.
Mother said nothing until we reached our house. She fell in my father's arms, shaking like a leaf. But she didn't cry. I've never seen my mother cry no matter how hard life was.
We sat on the porch and watched the dusk slowly settling down when my mother finally spoke. 'You have to go to your father, William,' she said. 'The war is raging and we need help of the Keepers to save this land.'
'We?' My father frowned.
'I'm still a witch, William,' she took his hand, 'and our world is in danger. Dark forces are gathering, so powerful even all of our most powerful covens can't defeat them. We need the help of the Keepers or everything will be lost.'
My father was looking at her with a tired smile. 'You know they will never come to your aid, Elisa.'
She shook her head. 'They will, for Gregory.'
He didn't seem convinced.
'The gifts he received,' she said, 'they were not the invitation to chose but the emblem of the chose one. Both sides have claimed him as their leader and they will unite if he calls upon them.'
'He's only half-blood,' my father said, turning to him, 'I'm sorry Gregory, but in their eyes you'll never be one of them.'
My mother sighed. 'It's more complicated than that, love. Now, let's sit here for a while, there's destiny of this world to be decided tomorrow.'
I just sat there, looking at the large silver moon thinking how one's life could change in one single day.