The Reed Legacy
Chapter 3
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Disclaimer-Still own nada but Millicent and my insanity.
first chapter, but had to put build up in otherwise it would have been
confusing. Enjoy!
of the sprawling Reed mansion and took a deep breath before opening the Iron
Gate. Normally it would have kept any
magic user from opening it, but Millicent was no ordinary magic user.
least a mile long, but the levitation spell she used got her there in only a
few minutes. She was however surprised
that the Master of the house wasn't standing impatiently at the porch demanding
to know who dared cross his boundary.
silver Grecian revival gown, retied the black braided rope that held it to her
shape, patting her unruly cap of mahogany curls held in some sort of fashion
with a rather long strand of pearls held closed with a large pigeons blood ruby
clasp, and used her magic to knock on the door, satisfied when she heard the
noise echo through the sprawling house.
more, tapping her satin slippered foot impatiently.
starting to get to her, when a hole opened up in the porch and a tall man with
long dark hair and spectacles rose from it, holding a sword pointed at her
heart.
she might succumb to the weak London female weakness of fainting.
drew herself up to her full height of five feet five inches and stared down the
man with the fencing sword.
the wits out of anyone knocking on your door?"
spectacles and the sword lowered.
"I felt your magic when you passed through the gate, but how did
you get past my wards?"
currently have is so old and rusted you can barely open it at all."
been able to pass through it at all without my permission." Was the
surprised reply.
country too long, have you forgotten the party in London where you told me to
come visit you anytime I wanted?" A dark feathered eyebrow arched
delicately at the absolutely puzzled expression on the man's face.
least five years."
track you down. You, man of mystery
that you are, are easy to lose track of in the blink of an eye."
of her lacy parasol.
currently wondering at the mystery of this female standing at his door in the
most remote sea coast corner of Wales.
"I'm sure, but who are you?"
she sighed. His entire family had
warned her that Clow was slightly scatter brained and didn't remember things
all the time. "Alright, since you
insist on this, here's a refresher, and do pay attention, I don't want to
repeat it again. I am Millicent
Supinel." She made a polite
curtsey to him.
a obscure memory. pan>pan>"Of the Paris
Supinel's?"
time. Not after the revolution."
before opening the front door and ushering Millicent inside.
taking in a family during that time."
like banging her head into the wall.
"Clow, pay attention. Take
a long and very good look at me and let it sink into your head."
her forwardness, but eventually did as she requested. He took in the unruly dark hair, the intricate pearl wrap, the
creamy white skin, the sherry colored eyes, the pert nose, and full pouty
lips. He gazed on the graceful neck and
sloping shoulders, her full breasts, and shapely curves, right down her
everlasting legs and small feet. He
wracked his brain for some small piece of recognition, and he got it in the
form of a childhood memory of a small always ragged looking girl, dragging a
doll behind her as she trailed after him across the grounds of the London
house. Then another, smaller memory, of
girl fresh from the schoolroom at her coming out party in London.
audacity to barge into your life when you least expect it?"
the slight girl up and hugged her tight to him. "Oh Millie I've missed you so. It's been ever so boring with no one to tell me I'm being a pompous
ass."
would drop her, but at the sense of homecoming she felt in his arms.
brightly and revert into a card and lay next to a card labeled Through that lay
discarded on the floor.
his large study, then set her down on the cushiony softness of the window
seat. Taking the seat next to her he
held one of her hands gently.
"Tell me Millie, how is everyone in London?
you left?"
bear the eagerness in his eyes, even though she had inconsolable news to tell
him.
puzzlement. "Millie?
grippis his hand tighter. "Clow,
your mother and grandmother were killed in a carriage accident while they were
on holiday."
black as he stared a hole into her.
"Dead? How could they be
dead? Mother was one of the most adept
magicians in the world."
rains had flooded a section of road that they were traveling on.
travel through it, but it required a lot of effort and concentration to do so.
took them through the cleared path, but something spooked the horses and they
reared and took off running. One of the
wheels hit a rock and caused the carriage to be thrown to the side.
the carriage and was knocked unconscious.
Your grandmother was too weak to hold up the spell your mother cast and
the water came rushing back on its normal course. Both them and the carriage were swept along and drown.
horses, managed to get them untangled from r trr trappings and followed the
carriage as it went along. Millicent paused to dab at the tears
coursing down her cheeks. "He
opened the door and found both of their bodies on the floor.
time back to the family home outside London."
in his sorrow. "When?
he didn't know it was two years ago his only remaining immediate family died.
Clow. Your mother was buried in her
favorite green dress and laid to rest next to your father.
the earth, her will stated that she was to be cremated and her ashes be
scattered at her childhood home."
come?" He exploded.
back before they did this?"
the funeral, no one would know when to expect you."
study. "How long ago was it?
inconsiderate family faded with those two words and the imposing man seemed to
shrink into himself. "Two
years. Two years they've been gone and
I didn't even know it."
away from her, but collapsed to his knees, body convulsing with soul wrenching
sobs.
him, holding him tightly, stroking his hair, weeping with him.
happy family life.
until Clow had sobbed his final tear and fallen asleep in her arms.
spectacles from his face, folded them up and put them on a nearby chair, and
gently stroked his cheek.
A deep rumbling voice called as it came closer to the study.
who else might reside in the house.
and gazed around for its Master.
"Master Clow?"
"behind the chair."
snarling as soon as it spotted Millicent holding an unconscious Clow.
familiar, and for a moment Millie was afraid the lion would do her some harm.
years now. In the past two years I have
worked diligently to locate him and tell him about the passing of his mother
and grandmother." Millie related
to the lion, hoping to forestall any attack that might have been forthcoming.
her with sad eyes.
familiar.
his Grandmother Sandiana and mother Blair.
How did you get this information?"
family. My name is Millicent
Supinel." She said as she introduced herself.
childhood at bedtime. I'm Keroberos,
the Master's guardian."
Keroberos. Clow fell asleep, could you
assist me in getting him to his bed?"
room.
up with the rather large sleeping man in her arms.
furred creature came back carrying a handful of elongated playing cards.
A/N-Yes
I had to end it here. Why you ask?
done. I haven’t even written a piece of
it yet.