The Crystal Keepers, An Overseers Novel

by Mary Coffin

Morten had returned to his upper cave and created another bubble. He felt better knowing that Silas was on his way to meet Gwynn or, at least, that he was going to try. Morten had to remind himself to stay detached. That was the only way that he could be of assistance. If he let his own emotions come into play, he wouldn’t be able to objectively view the situation and recognize when and if he could help Gwynn.

  He watched as Gwynn found Markus’s room and barely escaped with the journal. He watched as Gwynn rode some distance from the Guardians’ compound and destroyed the journal. He scanned the area around her as she rode, searching for the change in energy that he expected to see when she neared her pursuer.

  All of a sudden, she stopped her horse and looked up. Morten realized what was about to happen. He saw the black cape flap in the air as the Brethren dropped from the tree, onto her horse. The horse reared up and toppled both of them to the ground. The man had such a grip on Gwynn that she couldn’t break free. Morten couldn’t do anything while they were so close together, or he might inadvertently affect Gwynn. He saw Gwynn kick the man and twist free. In that moment, he knew it was his only opportunity. He closed his eyes, cast his spell and, with his mind’s eye, threw all his psychic energy at the man.

  Time and space didn’t exist in the bubble, so he didn’t have to wait any length of time for his command to have the intended effect. It was instantaneous and the man disappeared, into oblivion.

  He thought the worst was over until he saw Gwynn try to stand. She was badly injured. He felt concern for her but there wasn’t anything more he could do at this time. Hopefully Silas would find her before long.