by Quinn Loftis
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Elora stood in the kitchen with her mom. She had left the party as soon as Trik and Cassie had disappeared through Todd’s window. She had called Cassie’s phone twenty times trying to make sure that she was alright and still she had heard nothing from her best friend.
“What the hell, Lisa, why isn’t she answering her phone?”
Her mom replied. “He won’t hurt her.”
“You did not see how angry he was. He nearly killed Todd.” Elora slammed her hand down on the counter. “You need to call the Queen Bee and tell her to do something.”
Lisa laughed. “Yeah, like she would just do something because I told her so.”
“Do you have a way to get in touch with her?” Elora asked.
“Yes, she has a cell phone, believe it or not.”
“So what are you waiting for, the elf apocalypse caused by the ass himself?”
“Elora, please quit being so dramatic. It’s so unlike you.” Lisa shook her head at her daughter.
“Dramatic? Seriously mother,” Lisa’s head snapped around, she knew Elora was upset because she only called her that when she was livid, “my best friend was abducted by a crazy ass, quiver carrying, too good looking for the health of women everywhere, dark elf assassin and you think I’m being dramatic.”
Lisa’s brow rose as her eyes widened. “He carries a quiver?”
“UGH!” Elora groaned. “That’s all you have to say?”
“Well you have to admit that is an interesting tidbit.”
“Why are you so calm about this?”
“Because I know that he won’t hurt her,” Lisa said again for the hundredth time.
“Okay, I hear that you are saying that you do not think he will hurt her. However, the evidence against his ability to stay in control is quite damning. So I would like to just lay out there, just as a suggestion, that maybe we should not trust the dark elf assassin who nearly killed my friend’s date.”
Lisa stared at her daughter as she picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.
“Syndra, I’m sorry to bother you but I have a little problem.” Lisa held up her hand when Elora started to speak.
“Would I be correct in assuming that this problem has to do with a certain dark elf and your daughter’s best friend?” Syndra asked.
“You would be correct,” Lisa agreed. “Elora has told me that Trik showed up at a party where she, Cassie, and their dates were.”
“Cassie was out on a date with a male?” Syndra’s voice was full of concern.
“Is that a bad thing?” Lisa asked.
“The males of our race are very possessive of their Chosen. And because of the nature of the dark elf, they take that possessiveness to a whole new level. Did he kill the boy?”
“No, but according to Elora it was a close call.”
There was a pause and Lisa waited for the Elf Queen to speak. When she finally did the voice came from behind her.
“Well.”
Lisa and Elora jumped in surprise. Elora glared at Syndra. “Could you somehow announce your presence before you just walk through our window?”
Syndra clucked her tongue at her. “Testy aren’t we? Nice outfit.” She motioned to the costume Elora still hadn’t taken off.
Lisa stepped in before Elora could respond.
“Do you think that Cassie is safe with Trik?”
Syndra leaned against the counter and tapped her chin with a long fingernail.
“Trik won’t hurt her. She’s his Chosen and he is, therefore, incapable of hurting her. Now, anyone that comes between them is fair game.” She gave Elora a pointed look.
Elora held up her hands. “I’m not trying to go toe to toe with Mr. Bad Ass; I just want to know that my friend is ok.”
“She’s ok,” Syndra responded.
Elora rolled her eyes and threw her hands in up in the air. “Well now that that is all cleared up.”
“Why don’t we all just go over to Cassie’s house and see for ourselves if she is alright?” Syndra said with a wave as she walked through the same window she had arrived in.
Lisa was shaking her head at the Queen as she watched her go. “Can you imagine how much time we could save if we could do that?”
“Can you imagine how much easier it would be to sneak out of the house?” Elora responded with a smirk.
“Good point.”
