“Bran!” Tia shouted. She leapt out of Chandler’s arms and straight into Bran’s. She knew Chandler wasn’t offended in the slightest since he too was happy to see the demon alive and well, and back with them where he belonged. “And what?”
“Well, I’ve been taking on the Bran persona for so long its now as though I’m both Bran and Tridamoreus. And while I was more than sure she meant for me to kill and not to maim, I’m also more than old enough to interpret commands to my benefit. So, when the evil, wicked bitch sent me back to where I came from, I was able to route myself to where Bran originally came from,” Bran explained to not only Tia, but to everyone else also, giving a pointed look at Tia and her sisters. “Took me so long to get here since someone we all know and love laid so much magick-laden destruction on the former Bran’s home, it took me a while to get myself free of it all.”
“Well, I don’t know who you could be talking about, dear.” They all laughed at Tia’s sweet and innocent voice as she told that whopper of a lie. A laugh they all needed after everything that had gone down.
They didn’t know what drama would head their way next, but they had one another and they knew they would figure it out, whatever it was. In the meantime, they would take whatever peace they could get and run with it.
Tia did make a new mandate; that any and all demons who made it to Underlayes were free to roam about and no longer live in hiding. Not saying she was opening the doors and sending out invitations, but those who made their way there, on their own, were offered refuge. She hoped and prayed to Sekhmet and Nyx she wasn’t opening up a can of worms she wouldn’t be able to close by doing so.
About the Author
When you become a Mom, you begin to put yourself last, and your combat boots begin to collect dust. Going to your child's PTA meetings in full Gothic, especially industrial, regalia is pretty much frowned upon. Especially by your own children, and your teens would die of a heart attack. But, one should not have to completely stop being themselves, uniqueness is greatness. So all of that darkness is put into words in her books, and designs in her jewelry sold in her Etsy shop, GothicMoms DarkCharms.
Mother of five beautiful children, but by far more than just that. T. A. Moorman is an artist, a violinist, a seamstress, a crafter, a writer, a blogger, a reviewer, a dark confidant and a darkly dangerous, fiercely protective friend.
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