Being Royal

Sarah and her friends arranged the candles carefully in a circular manner around the pentagram and drew symbols on the floor of her basement, each symbol representing an element earth, water, fire, wind and death. She released a deep breath of frustration knowing that what she is about to do is very risky and could turn entirely useless. Trying to track a cloaked person is hopeless. Cloaked by whom? She kept asking herself that question and she thought she was the most powerful person in the entire realm clearly she was wrong there was someone else more powerful than her and it was a huge blow to her ego. I have to finish the spell before he arrives. She thought to herself. Before we begin I would like to introduce you to each other. Melissa this is Elizabeth my best friend but I call her Lisa. She said to the two witches in front of her. Elizabeth was a fair skinned beautiful woman with the most beautiful brown eyes you can ever see, there were brown encircled with a black circle and people say if you stare at them long enough they spackle. She had a straight nose and plump lips painted with a deep red lipstick. She was stunning with an hour glass body. Her get black hair fell delicately reaching her shoulders. She wore a black mini skirt reaching about mid thigh with a red crop top and black high thigh boots. Mal was dark skinned beauty with big baby blue eyes, with plump wide lips and she wore a black tank top with blue jeans, her long black hair almost reached her waist. She was breath taking not as much as Lisa. Sarah decided to go straight to the point today we are going to track someone. However she is cloaked and will not be easy to find. You all know the risks! Shall we begin? they replied by nodding.

With that we began casting the spell. However half way through something unexpected happened. All the witches were lying motionless on the flour. Sarah caught a glimpse of her amulet before it burnt out and vanished for good but it had protected her. She stood up slowly as fear of the known creped its way into her. She shockingly reached for her best friend to feel a pulse. But there wasn any she checked Mal as well. Shit! She is dead they are dead what have I done? Oh My God! Oh My God! Oh My God! Melissa! Lisa! Hey please get up! PLEASE GET UP! she screamed hoping that the words will make them wake up as if some kind of miracle. But, they didn move of course. It had been long before she felt the pain of losing a loved one. All she could do was sit there and sob uncontrollably its all my fault I am murderer I killed my best friend. They are dead because of me. Sarah blamed herself for her best friends death. As she cried and wallowed in her grieve she heard her door bell ring. She quickly wiped off the tears on her face and walked to the door, upon reaching it, she paused to recollect herself for she couldn show him any weakness. She then reached for the knob and opened the door and gasped. She stood there frozen her eyes getting wider with every second that passed by.

She couldn believe her eyes as she reached out with a shaky hand and touched the face of her best friend whom she thought was dead to her surprise she was flesh and blood real and alive. For a split second she experienced mixed emotions, fear, happiness sadness but mostly relief. But realisation downed her that this could be equally been a shape shifter posing as her best friend after all she lived in a realm where creatures capable of shape shifting exists. Lisa is that you? she tried to say boldly but to her horror her voice betrayed her and came out strangled as a whisper. H-how ar-re y-you alive? I stuttered however she reply she just stared blankly at me after what seemed like ages she said, invite me in Sarah I have a lot to tell you. I know you are sceptical but its me Lisa your best friend I died a few minutes ago in your basement. Was all her royal highness could say? YOU DIDNT ANWER MY QUESTION HOW TH