Chapter 271 Soulstone
Despite the brave face that Lexi had put on, she had still needed a couple of days to recover as her
energy levels were incredibly low. She had fallen asleep a few times when they had all been sat
discussing how best to proceed and then been furious with herself afterwards.
One thing had been certain though, she was going to find Greyson whether Allen wanted her to or not.
They hade to a silent agreement about it, that neither one of them would mention it outright, but
they would both participate in nning the expedition out there to take care of the sites.
Lord Brarthroroz would go with them, along with a handful of specialists from the Enve, and a few of
Lord Brarthroroz’smanders would apany them, for back up if needed.
Ann would stay behind with Adam and work on having the ns for the portal room in the Enve
approved by the council with Bartholomew’s help, and take a closer look at the finances required to get
their military force up to scratch, so that they would be able to respond effectively if ever situations like
this urred again in the future.
When Felix’s men returned with the rest of their forces, they would restock their provisions and put
together a new squad to liaise with Allen, Lexi and Lord Brarthroroz, and continue forward once the
barriers were destroyed.
The following day they gathered in the same hallway that they had bid farewell to Greyson, Felix and
Adam only a few weeks earlier as they left on their respective missions. Except this time, it was Ann,
Adam and Bartholomew that stood solemnly in the hallway, waiting for their friends to appear.
Lord Brarthroroz sauntered casually through the doorway into the hall and grinned broadly at them as
he approached.
“Seems like a nice morning for a quick jaunt into the woods and destroying some souls.” He quipped as
he dug through his pockets, seemingly looking for something.
“It’s nice to see you haven’t lost your sense of humor even in dire circumstances such as these.”
Bartholomew chuckled as Lord Brarthroroz produced arge chunk of a midnight blue rock from inside
his jacket pocket with an almost triumphant smirk on his face.
“Well, look at it this way Bartholomew. In all the centuries that I have lived through, I can’t think of a
single one where I haven’t had to intervene in one of my brother’s ill thought out ns or schemes in
one way or another.” He sighed with a rueful smile as he handed therge chunk of rock to Ann, who
took it with a confused look.
“Erm, thank you, Lord Brarthroroz. I… er… love it!” Ann improvised quickly, seeing his expectant look.
“Not that I don’t appreciate Daemon Lords gifting my wife and my mate obscure rocks,” Adam said
tersely, “But is there a reason that you’re presenting her with this?”
“Maybe he’s imitating a penguin’s courtship ritual.” Maeve sniggered as Ann tried desperately not to roll
her eyes.
“Sure, because Lexi’s father would suddenly be under the impression that gifting rocks to his daughters
best friend would be an appropriate way to begin apletely inappropriate, and pretty f*****g weird
dating scenario.” Ann snapped.
“I mean… you know what they say about males enjoying getting their rocks off…” she smirked coyly,
“Perhaps this is his interpretation of it..”
“Shut up Maeve.” Ann hissed as she tried to keep a straight face and push away all the intrusive
thoughts that now seemed to flood her mind about Lexi’s father.
“Rx pup.” Lord Brarthroroz grinned, “It’s a soulstone. You’re going to need one about that size for
each portal you want installed at the base and at the crest of the archway, and an additional five at
specific points which we can discusster.” He waved dismissively as Bartholomew seemed to perk up
at this information.
“Ah of course! So, seven soulstones in total for each portal? I hadn’t realized that we would require so
many just for one portal!” He breathed in awe as he took the rock from Ann’s hand and examined it
closely.
“If you want them to remain essible and functional whenever they might be required, then yes,
seven stones total.” Lord Brarthroroz answered with a shrug.
“Wouldn’t that leave them open to misuse by anyone though?” Bartholomew asked as he turned the
stone over in his hands.
“You don’t trust me Bartholomew?” Lord Brarthroroz frowned as he folded his arms in front of him
defensively.
“I don’t think he meant that in a bad way,” Ann intervened quickly, seeing the look of dismay on
Bartholomew’s face, “I know for sure that when I bring up the possibility of a permanent portal hub
within the Enve at the Elder Council meetings, the first thing they will do is fight against it because of
their concerns for security. Worst case scenario, I’ll just have Eva help me work on ns for an
extension to the pce and create a brand new site just for your convenience.” She grinned brightly,
hoping that it would diffuse the inadvertent insult.
Lord Brarthroroz looked at Bartholomew through narrowed eyes for a moment before focusing his
attention back on Ann.
“If it helps put their shriveled little minds at ease, the use of the portals can be attuned to activate only
for certain people. Steve can see to the finer points of attunement. It’s a lot of work and will take a long
time but he’s not going anywhere,” Lord Brarthroroz shrugged before his face took on a thoughtful look
and he scratched his beard thoughtfully, “A change of scenery might even do him good.”
“Steve in the Enve? He’ll fit right in here with the crusty old bastards, don’t you think?” Lexi’s voice
snorted from the other side of the hall, “No offense Barty-boy.”
“None taken.” Bartholomew shrugged and sighed in resignation “Are we all set then?” She asked
brightly, shrugging a backpack higher up on her shoulder as she looked around expectantly at them.
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“Unless you need anything else…?” Ann left the question hanging in the air as Lexi’s attention turned to
her, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.
“The only thing I need is for you to stay out of trouble while I’m gone, okay? I don’t want to have to be
raining down bloody vengeance on anyone else when I get back, okay Queenie?” Lexi grinned as she
pulled her into a tight hug.
“Don’t you do anything stupid Lexi, do you hear me?” Ann whispered softly, fighting back the emotions
that threatened to overwhelm her.
“I’ll be fine, Ann. Papa is with me… do you really think he’s going to let anything terrible happen to
me?”
“I’m simply going along for decoration then am I?” Alien’s sarcastic voice cut across them as Lexi rolled
her eyes.
“Don’t be so sensitive, furball. There’s only so much you can do against potentially a horde of dark
witches, right? You can’t growl them to death, as impressive as your bulging muscles and tempting
physique are in both forms. Papa can smooth them with his eyes closed if ites to that.” Lexi
continued unabashedly as the sullen look on Alien’s face only grewrger.
“Okay kids, enough chit chat. The hellhounds are waiting and they’ll make short work of the metal your
flimsy little trucks are made of.” Lord Brarthroroz announced as he pped his hands together and
headed towards the doors.
Ann and Lexi exchanged onest hug as Allen and Adam sped their forearms in farewell, before
they turned and followed Lord Brarthroroz out of the doors, leaving Ann, Adam and Bartholomew alone
in the hall