It was almost incredible how easy it had been. Down in the vaults, Caelani was every teenage boy's fantasy. If she took off her glasses and shook out her hair, suddenly, she would be somebody else.
More importantly, with the glasses and the brunette bun, she was no longer a death eater. No longer leader of the death eaters. No longer a threat to her father, her sister or her friends.
Caelani's thumb traced the insignia on the bracelet that encircled her left wrist for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. It was eerie, how similar her life had become to Sabina's. Now that they were in the same position, oughtn't she at least try to find her friend?
Her head snapped up and Caelani checked the numbers written on her clipboard against those on the next box in the row. She got through five more artefacts before her thoughts were wandering back to where she'd left off.
It was stupid. Stupid and foolish and selfish. Sabina wasn't the only one in danger; her whole family had been put into hiding. Besides, strictly speaking, Caelani wasn't on the run from the Death Eaters, only from Thaorston Elldir and even then, only from his feelings.
by Caelani Bittel Sun Mar 13, 2011 2:14 am
