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cheek softly.
    “His leg is broken Mirabella,” Ambrosia
said.
    “But he is home and alive thanks to you and
Majik, Ambrosia!” Mirabella smiled up at her and Ambrosia smiled
proudly back. “We will discuss everything once we have Rom back on
his feet and safely back in the village.”
    Mirabella flew down and looked at Rom’s leg.
“Ambrosia I need you to cut the material holding the stick to Rom’s
leg for me.”
    Ambrosia tried to untie the sleeve, but it
was too tight.
    “I have a knife in the pocket of my shirt,”
Rom said.
    Ambrosia got the handmade knife and cut the
sleeve. Slowly and gently, she removed the stick.
    “Good, Ambrosia. Now I need you to tear Rom’s
pant leg so the whole wound is exposed.”
    Ambrosia felt nausea’s as she tore the
material and exposed the large hole in Rom’s leg and the protruding
bone.
    Once the whole wound was revealed, Mirabella
asked Rom to straighten his leg the best that he could. Rom groaned
with pain as he shifted his leg.
    Mirabella removed a small container from her
pouch. She took the lid off and sprinkled its contents all over
Rom’s wound. Then she opened a second container full of a glittery
powder and dipped her small wand into the container.
    Hovering just above his wound she spiraled
around in slow circles chanting these words: “Healing light
surround me now.
    With love sincere, I chant this prayer.
    In the divine name of the Goddess who
breathes life into us all I ask that you charge this spell with
might.
    Mystic moon and brilliant sun send your power
here this way.
    Gracious Lady, bless this charge that I
lay.
    Powers that are, powers that will be gather
around this spell.
    I ask that you empower my working three times
three sending fourth to see it last!
    So shall it be!
    Mirabella and Ambrosia watched as the wound
that was causing Rom such pain began to heal itself. It took
several minutes, but the wound was now gone.
    “Your wound has healed my friend, but your
body still needs rest. Your spirit has been greatly stressed. Majik
will now take you home and I will watch over you through the night.
Tomorrow you will be strong again.”
    “Thank you, Mirabella.”
    “I should thank you my dear friend for your
pain was caused by the act of bravery you did to save me. Now save
your energy let’s get you to bed and we will discuss everything
tomorrow.”
    * * * *
    Daniel McDonald sat in disbelief. He had just
seen a unicorn, troll and a fairy. He had watched as the red haired
fairy had healed the troll. His mind was in a frenzy trying to
absorb all that he had just witnessed.
    As the unicorn with the troll upon its back
followed Ambrosia and the fairy deeper into the forest he began to
follow. With every step he took he began plotting an evil plan he
was certain would enrich him beyond his wildest dreams.
    * * * *
    Mirabella watched Rom’s steady breathing.
Thanks to Ambrosia and Majik he was home safe where he belonged.
Tomorrow he would awaken his old self and they would all move
forward without looking over their shoulders anymore for Nog was
gone and they could forever live in peace.
    They had so much to be thankful for, so much
to celebrate, but yet something caused her to feel a sense of
darkness near. As hard as she concentrated, she could not get a
grasp on what her senses were trying to warn her about. For
tonight, she would concentrate on Rom and tomorrow they would deal
with them.
    Ambrosia slept peacefully in her hut. She
snored softly. Her father watched her sleep through the hut’s
window. He could easily take her now, but he decided it would be
best to be patient. He knew if he were to profit from all of this
he would need proof, which meant he would need to capture one of
the magical beings and bring them back with him. He needed to think
it all through; one mistake and he could end up empty handed and he
refused to allow that to happen.
    Once he made his fortune from the Mystical
Forest, he could cut Ambrosia free and live the high