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[b] “Angelica!” [b]The portrait called out. A dark haired woman extracted herself from the usually locked room. ”Yes Grandmother?” Medea wasn’t trying to be short but she was quite busy, and frankly she could tell her Grandmother was about to lecture her. ”You will clear that tone straight away.” The older woman hissed. Medea knew she had upset her and changed her tone to a much more respectful one. ”Sorry, what is it you need?”
The older woman lowered her eyebrow as Medea addressed her more appropriately, ”By my calculations your potion is done.” The older woman, who was also named Medea, paused. It wasn’t so the younger woman could respond but to give dramatic effect to her words. The young woman knew this and stood silently. ”That potion is difficult to make, and can have dramatic effects.” Another pause. ”You ought to be wise and reconsider.” The young woman started to speak, but her grandmother waved her off. ”I know you’re doing this because of my prophecy, how are you sure he is the one?”
”Angelica,” Grandmother Medea’s tone softened, ”I don’t want you hurt my dear. This Noah fellow is a good man, he is pureblood. His family is a prestigious. You shouldn’t put some much stock into a prophecy.” The young woman brushed her hair out of her face, looked her grandmother in the eye, held up a vile full of a golden liquid and downed it. The grandmother gasped, holding her breath for what seemed like forever. If Medea had made a mistake in the process she’d die within moments.
”Grandmother, I know you’re trying to look out for me. But he is the one. He is my Leo, the Leo you spoke of. I messed it up because I’m an awful git.” The woman brandished her wand, and with a swish was dressed in her favorite pair of comfy jeans and a red shirt. ”I need to go.” She felt as though there was something in the country side she needed to take care of. The Grandmother sat there, her mouth pursed tightly. ”You better know what you’re doing Medea.”
”I do, I promise.” With that Medea slipped out the door and started walking, to where she wasn’t sure. |