I was brought to Medina and she was a real mess. I almost left her like that but I needed her for my plan.

  “Bring the poor child,” I said inwardly, rolling my eyes and congratulating the otherworlder at the same time. Medina deserved to be brought down a peg or two. She thought herself invincible, a Goddess. This would teach her to behave ...hopefully. Or it would give her a complex. Mortals. Who knew?

  Medina was carried in by Siegfried and laid on my bed! The nerve! I chanted a few words and watched as the memories that played before me were not her own but the girl’s. They were woven so tightly within her that it would be dangerous to remove all of them. I removed the most life-altering ones and left the small ones. It was her penance for invading a mind like that and expecting no consequence. I made her forget about the girl’s illness but kept the memories in a small bauble.

  They would be useful to me soon enough or rather Aithne. She had wanted to know about the girl so much, well she could and I knew she would make the best of it. I held no ill will against the otherworlder but I needed her full of sorrow for this to work and the gate to show. I knew what Aithne would do with the memories once I gave them to her so I wouldn’t give them to her yet. I’d wait for the perfect time. I hid the bauble in my robes and faced the two council members.

  “She will make a full recovery. Nonetheless, she will be different from this experience,” I said, placing a pained expression on.

  “How changed,” asked Aithne.

  “She won’t like Flamenco anymore and crave strange food. She’ll remember doing strange things as I was not able to remove all the memories. She may act slightly different as well,” I said inwardly snickering. I had left the girl’s fear of sharks inside her and her favorite pets resembled sharks. She was in for a rude awakening. I smiled in my fatherly way and sent them off. Out of my room! Thanks! I had to disinfect my bed now. I waved my hand and the bed glowed for a minute before settling. I sighed and sat down on the large poster bed and shed my disguise to wear my original dark skin and long black tresses. Reality bended and my sister came through smiling.

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  “The idiotic duo has set for the castle,” she said smiling. “I thought they’d stay at that guy’s house for another day but the blond put his foot down and they left at dawn.”

  “Good. I had to revert one of the council members to how they were due to tampering with the girl’s mind,” I said, smirking.

  “She’s strong. Far stronger than a normal human. Are you sure she needs to die? Couldn’t we pick someone else?”

  “It has to be her soul. I double and triple-checked. The gate will not show unless the one of prophecy dies before it.”

  “Mother is going to reem us good,” she muttered and I laughed.

  “That’s the worst of your worries? Not damning Sapherine to a hell worse than hell itself?”

  “Oh that is a problem. We are the Gods of Sapherine. We should be able to do something right?”

  “Our powers will likely be taken from us because of this.”

  “Oh, well at least our people won’t be soulless anymore”

  I nodded and laid down as she disappeared. I needed to think about how I was going to let Aithne have the memories. Did I leave them lying around or did I give them to her outright? When Mother found out about this I would be in enough trouble. I’d drop the bauble and show Aithne the memories then place it in my room and watch her steal it. Now to put my plan into action. I donned my disguise of the fatherly counselor and went to find Aithne.

  I found her in her red room making pain potions for the girl. I smirked inwardly. One simple human had her slaving away at her cauldron and workstation. I entered and waved her over showing her the tiny bauble. A memory of the girl’s brothers played inside catching Aithne’s attention.

  “Father, may I have that bauble?” she asked and I shook my head.

  “These are dangerous memories,” I said. “They are going into containment as soon as possible. For now, they shall stay in my room.”

  She gave me a curious look and then smirked. “As you wish,” she said and I nodded, walking up to my room and hanging the bauble on my dresser mirror. I feigned sleep and heard footsteps and my door opened then closed. When I opened my eyes the bauble was gone. Foolish mortal. Those memories were really volatile. She would be changed by them. Then again nothing seemed to get through to these upstarts.