Charlie Gyid 2 by Anysia Eaton (book club books .TXT) 📕

PROLOGUE
He paced in his room, waiting anxiously for news. He was tall in his walking stance. He kept his back straight and his head high. He had long black hair and deep brown eyes. He wore a long black cape and a collection of black clothes including dark black boots. The room he was in was decorated fully in black with several candles around the room lighting it slightly. In the centre of the end wall, was a throne area that contained two large chairs, one for a king and one for a queen. Three steps lead up to the throne area.
The man walked to where he kept a large mirror hanging on the wall, it was not his reflection that he could see but the face a beautiful and laughing young lady. ‘This is the one for me. This is the woman I want to be my Queen’ he thought. He starred at her wishfully. It hadn’t been the first time he would be staring into the mirror for hours on end watching this girl on the other side.
Just then the door swung open and banged against the wall behind it. The man turned instantly to see who had disturbed him. Another man but younger looking stood in the doorframe. He had bright white spiky hair and also deep brown eyes. He also stood tall, but not as tall as the man with long black hair.
“We have news M’lord” said the white haired lad “We have discovered the identity of the girl you wish to be married to”
“Yes...” said Sir Malice wishing for them to continue.
“Her name is Charlie Gyid. She is a Swiss Wiccan sir, she is also a Wiccan Royal...” he wasn’t able to continue Sir Malice cut him short “It is destiny then, that she and I will become King and Queen of both the vampire and the Wiccan world”
“There is one more thing, sir, that you might wish to know” mentioned the lad.
“Yes...” Sir Malice willed him to continue.
“She is the host of the orb of power” he said.
“Brilliant. I can tell she was made for me. Make plans to bring her here” ordered Sir Malice.
“There is a slight problem though sir...” started the lad but was cut short by the terrible and piercing glare from Sir Malice. The lad gulped but continued “We have been told she is already madly in love with a Warlock”
“Then get her here quickly” growled Sir Malice.
“It will be done M’lord” he replied bowing out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Sir Malice turned back to the mirror. Charlie’s face remained on it. He reached to her image and stroked her on the cheek.
“We will be together Charlie Gyid, I promise you that” he whispered almost gently.

CHAPTER ONE
WICCAN ROYALTY
“What do you think, Charlie” asked Sir Mallot. He and Mistress Halsente were looking towards me. We were all sat on our seats in the grand hall. Sir Mallot on the grandest chair in the middle, Mistress Halsente to his left and myself on his right. We had a collection of students who wanted an end of exams celebration party stood in front of us. The end of year exams are in three months – which I have to sit as well – and these particular students are in their last year.
“I think it will be a good idea, though if it was only the final year the other years will protest” I replied fiddling with a part of my royal dress.
I loved my royal dress. Every royal meeting and royal appearance I am to wear one of my royal dresses. I have three sets of royal dresses. I have one for a party or ball, one for a formal gathering and then one for the royal meetings. At this very moment I was wearing one from my third set. It was a knee high flowing red dress, being held up by shoulder straps. There was a ribbon wrapped around my body, just under my breasts, tying into a bow on the back.
“Oh, we were hoping for the whole school to be involved. That why we suggested the canteen” commented on the students.
“That’s seems reasonable enough” I commented to Sir Mallot and Mistress Halsente.
“Very well, you may arrange your end of exams celebration. Charlie you will be the commanding royal on this. If you need anything, talk to Charlie.” said Sir Mallot dismissing them.
“Thank you” they all echoed together as they bowed and left.
“Well, I think that’s all for today” commented Sir Mallot standing. Mistress Halsente and I did the same. It had been three years since I became a Wiccan Royal and every meeting ended the same way. Mistress Halsente and I would take Sir Mallot’s arms and we would walk from our chairs to the doors together, and this meeting was the same.
“I hear you and Brad want a room of your own” commented Sir Mallot as the door opened.
“Yes, Ben, I was hoping I could move into his room. There is a room just next door that is available, so Geska could sleep in there.” I replied to him.
“Well, it is a good thing Brad has already arranged it for you. Your stuff is in his room, and Geska’s stuff is in the room next door, and a door has been placed in so you can pass from one room straight into the next” replied Sir Mallot.
“That is wonderful” I commented as he headed down the corridor. Mistress Halsente removed her arm from Sir Mallot and excused herself “I have papers to mark”
So, Sir Mallot and I walked down the corridor together.
“Is Jeff returning soon?” I asked him. I asked him this question frequently. Jeff had been sent to have negotiations with the Australian Covert about a Royal visit.
“He has sent news saying he has reached a near agreement.” He replied.
“What do you mean by a near agreement?” I asked as we passed by the corridor for the school wing. The school wing was deserted. We started heading up some stairs.
Sir Mallot hadn’t answered my question and I was starting to believe we wasn’t going to answer when he explained, “ Well, I mean he is close to an agreement so he may be a while yet”
“Ok, I suppose I will give him a little more time before I request he returns” I laughed.
Sir Mallot let out a chuckle but his health was dramatically reclining so it was rare that he should laugh properly.
“Are you sure you are feeling alright?” I asked him.
“I am fine my dear, I am old, it is only natural to age” he replied.
“Except if your name is Geska” I replied with a small smile on my face.
“yes” he replied briefly as we turned on to Brad’s corridor. He stopped and took both my hands.
“You need to stop worrying about other people, Charlie. You are still young, you still have your education to worry about, let me worry about myself. Is that clear?” he asked.
“Yes” I replied regretfully.
“Now, go, Brad will be waiting for you” he said letting go of my hands.
“I shall see you tomorrow Ben” I commented as I started to walk down to Brad’s room.
Room 72.
I knocked on his door. He swung it open almost hitting himself in the face. He placed his hands over my eyes before I could look into the room. He lead me in and shut the door behind him. He lead me into the centre of the room and then removed his hand. I was stood facing a screen that separated the two parts of the room. To the left of the screen was the living area that looked exactly like my old room did but then when I looked to the right I saw a large king sized bed. It was a deep but romantic red colour. It had black lace on the end of the bed. And then sprinkled on top of it was a collection of red petals. I turned around to see Brad had moved, he was no longer stood behind me. I turned again and he was sat on the end of the bed, with his arms held out for me to take. I placed my hands in his. He pulled me towards him and placed a gentle kiss on my lips, while wrapping his arms around my waist.
“God, I love you” he said to me.
“You love me? I thought I loved you” I laughed.
“You know I love you” he commented as he lifted me up and placed me in the centre of the bed. He climbed on top of me and kissed me gently. His kisses always felt like heaven. When he kisses me, I feel I’ve drifted up from my room in the Covert and gone up to cloud nine. He stroked his hand against my cheek as he pulled away.
“I’m taking you to dinner tomorrow” he said.
It wasn’t a question, he was obviously determined to take me out.
“Who said so?” I moaned faking a moody face.
“Me” he whispered as he kissed me again.
Just then the door bashed open and Geska came running in. She was still the same sweet three year old. Because of her mis-adventures with Malietta it is impossible for her to age. Sir Mallot and Mistress Halsente have tried every spell they know to get her to age, but each one failed. She jumped onto the bed as Brad slid off me. Both Brad and I sat up as she squeezed herself in the middle of us.
“Geska, how many times have I got to tell you to knock before entering” I said to her, with a smile on my face.
“Sorry” she replied flinging her arms around my neck, hugging me tight.
“Do you like your new room Geska?” asked Brad pulling Geska off me and placing her onto the floor in front of us.
“I love it” she jumped up and down in front of us “And it has a desk, so I can do my work on it”
“Work?” asked Brad confused.
“School work” I explained “Mistress Halsente has finally relented on letting her go to school”
“Oh, that reminds me, in the morning do you want to set the alarm for your time and then you wake me up at my time, or shall I ask for a second alarm for me?” Brad asked.
“You might just have to trust me to wake you” I replied kissing him on the cheek.

CHAPTER TWO
MRS WATKINS-TO-BE
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
I reached over to switch the alarm off. I never opened my eyes, so when I turned over I nearly fell back to sleep if it wasn’t for Brad nudging me awake.
“Charlie, you need... to start getting ready” he said, yawning in the middle.
I opened my eyes. Brad’s face was inches away from mine. He was lay just watching me. He leaned in and kissed me. As he did he lifted his hand and started stroking the hair away from my face.
“Have I ever told you that you look beautiful in the morning?” he asked, meaning it as a complement. I could feel my cheeks start to redden.
“You’ve never seen me in the morning before” I replied giggling trying to hide my rosy red cheeks.
He sat up.
“Are you getting up?” he asked as he stretched his arms.
“Maybe later” I replied closing my eyes again.
He turned me so I was