Love's True Path

Keela sat on the bench in front of the piano in Jean-Claude's rooms, sighing. Asher and he had been so busy recently, she had barely seen them, as they searched for Jason's attacker, a werewolf who was apparently insane. It certainly didn't make her feel safe.

Biting her lip, she pressed a key, and softly began to sing a French lullaby.

Asher smiled as he watched her play. Silently, he sat down and listened to her play and sing.

Keela finished singing, pushing a hand through her wild hair with a sigh. Sod it, but she hated feeling so... alone.

"Something wrong, ma bella?" He asked from his chair.

She jumped, whirling to face him as she stood, knocking the bench over. "Asher!"

Asher smiled at her. "Sorry I scared you."

She pressed a hand to her belly. "It's fine... I was just thinking, that's all."

"Come here, Keela." He told her softly.

She bent, righting the piano bench before moving to his side. "How long have you been here?"

"Long enough." Asher pulled her down for a kiss. "I am sorry we have not been around much. Shayne has struck again, I am afraid."

Keela's brow furrowed in concern. "Oh God, is everyone alright?"

"Mika, the head female werewolf, had a stalker. Shayne killed him. Taking out the competition, I suppose."

She gasped. "I... were the kids alright? Mika and Richard?"

He nodded. "Thankfully they were not harmed."

"Thank goodness." She sighed, pushing a hand through her hair.

Asher pulled her down onto his lap and hugged her. "Jean-Claude will be gone for a while since he is dealing with work, but I am yours."

She bit her lip, looking at him. "I don't want you skipping something important for me..."

"Nothing is as important as you are to me." Asher caressed her face.

She cupped his hand in hers, "Surely Jean-Claude-"

"Will understand. If the press wasn't hounding him he would drop everything to be here with you as well." He kissed her deeply.

Keela made a soft noise, closing her eyes.

"Therefore, I am all yours tonight."

She pulled back slowly, looking up at him. "I've missed you... and Jean-Claude."

"I know. We feel bad because you are stuck here and we haven't even been here for you." He said, sadly.

"It's not your fault, Asher..." She hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I'm just worried about my business and my students..."

"We will replace your lost funds. It is the least we can do for you." He took her scent deep into his lungs.

"I don't want your money... that's not why I'm with you..." She shifted in his lap, sighing.

"I know that, but we cannot let you go into the red because we want to keep you safe." Asher ran a hand down her back.

Keela toyed with a lock of his hair. "I suppose... but I'll pay you back..."

"Nope. I cannot have it." He kissed her neck.

She shivered slightly. "Why not?"

"Because as a gentleman it is the right thing to do since we are keeping you here." He ran his fangs over her neck.

She moaned softly. "Oh..."

"You smell so good, ma bella."

Turning her head, Keela kissed him softly, running a hand through his hair.

"Why don't you join me for dinner tonight?" He offered her.

"What sort of dinner?" She tilted her head at him. "I don't exactly have any dress clothes..."

"Something simple. Just us. I will have it delivered so you don't have to wear any clothes if you don't want to."

Keela blushed. "I'm not eating nude... but that sounds lovely."

Asher laughed, "What are you in the mood for?"

Biting her lip, she thought, "Hmm..." Well, she certainly didn't want to cost him exorbitant amounts of money. "Well... how about McDonald's? A double quarter pounder with cheese and bacon, no onions or mustard? With tomato? And fries?"

He laughed. "For you, anything." He kissed her.

She kissed him back, then smiled. "I love your laugh... it's beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." He purred as he kissed her again.

Keela blushed, ducking her head. "You keep saying that, and it still is incredible."

Asher smiled. "I love it when you blush."

"It's just a blush, Asher... though you seem to cause it more than most... Well, you and Jean-Claude." She kissed his cheek, standing. "There's a problem..."

"A problem?" He asked.

"McDonald's doesn't deliver, love," She pointed out.

Asher grinned. "If I tell Jason he can get whatever he wants he'll go for me."

"He's better, then?" Keela walked towards the bedroom.

He stood and followed her. "Yes. He is back to being his usual self."

"I'm glad." She moved to her purse, pulling out a twenty. "That should cover it."

Asher looked at her. "I know this is the twenty-first century, but I grew up in a different time. I will pay."

"Oh... I didn't mean to offend... or anything... I just... I feel a bit like a freeloader..."

"You are not a freeloader." He kissed her.

She kissed him back. "You're sure? I'm not doing anything to help here..."

"You have kept Jean-Claude and I sane." He hugged her.

She laid her head against his shoulder. "How so?"

"After a long day, it is so nice to come home to you." Asher closed his eyes.

She smoothed her hand over his chest. "You're sweet."

"Not as sweet as you." He put his arm around her.

Keela laughed. "I refuse to get into one of those overly sappy fights with you..." She kissed his jaw.

"Good." He kissed her. "Now, to get you some food.."

"I'm not going to melt away, dear." She teased, tucking the money away then going towards the door.

Asher wrapped his arms around her.

She blinked up at him, "I thought...?"

"You thought what?" He kissed her neck.

"You said food... I thought..." She whimpered slightly at the feel of his mouth on the sensitive skin of her neck.

"I know what I said," His breath was hot on her neck, "You just smell so good."

"Asher..." She slipped a hand into his hair, her body reacting to his nearness.

He kissed her slowly, deeply.

Keela moaned, kissing him back. He tasted so sweet...

Asher pulled back. "May I feed from you?"

She licked her lips, slowly nodding. "I'd like that..."

He led her to the bed. He sat down and pulled her down onto his lap. He pushed her hair aside as bent his head to her neck.

Whimpering, she shivered as he rolled her and sank his fangs deep.

Asher closed his eyes as her hot blood poured into his body.

Keela moaned, crying out in pleasure as her body clenched in orgasm, his power flooding her body.

He moaned against her neck. He pulled back from her, sated.

She melted against him, looking up at him.

He kissed her. "Merci."

She shifted, straddling him. "You're welcome." She kissed him, licking the taste of blood from his mouth.

Asher stroked her hair. He reached over and grabbed the phone from the night stand next to the bed. He dialed Jason's number and talked to him briefly. "There, now the food is all taken care of."

She smiled at him. "Thanks, though it's non-emergent."

He kissed her. "Hopefully Jean-Claude can join us later."

Keela looked down. "I hope so too... It'd be nice if we could surprise him..."

"Surprise him how?"

"I don't know... maybe surprise him in the office? Or something? I feel bad because he can't be here..."

"I know he would love to be here with you." Asher held her close.

She sighed, pushing her hair back. "What should we do? Did he say when he might get out?"

"He said not until an hour before sunrise," He sighed as well.

Keela put her face in her hands. "No chance of him being here before?" She stood, "I'm sorry... I just... I love being with you, I just feel...."

"But you miss him, too." Asher kissed the top of her head. "I understand."

"I just..." She bit her lip, pacing.

He watched her. "Tell me what is on your mind, ma bella."

"I don't... it isn't fair to Jean-Claude." Keela paused, "It's odd, thinking like this... I go from being the spinster to involved with two men most women would kill to be with... and I'm not exactly... Ms. Model."

"You are lovely, Keela." He told her firmly. "Jean-Claude and I were born in a time when the models of today would have been seen as ugly. The way the media portrays woman today disgusts me." He stood up and went to her. "And Jean-Claude would not mind if we simply had dinner. He knows I am here with you."

"Asher..." She cupped his face, "You amaze me. You both do." She kissed him softly, and heard Jason enter with the food, Caleb coming along behind him.

"Oh... smoochies!" Caleb grinned.

Asher stepped back from her. "Thank you for going for me." He said to Jason and Caleb.

Jason put his arm Caleb.

Caleb shrugged. "No issue- we got you the large, cause the fries were hot, and well... you'll have stuff to munch on later."

Keela smiled, "Thank you both. It's sweet of you to go."

"She said we're sweet." Jason grinned at his lover.

Asher rolled his eyes and sat back on the bed.

Taking the food and her drink, Keela shook her head. "You are. So?"

Caleb grinned back at Jason. "You tell her."

"We're really evil little weres." He growled playfully.

Keela looked at Asher, "Evil?"

"He is kidding." Asher assured her.

She smirked, then faced Jason again. "Evil is relative." She moved so her body was an inch from his, "As is sweet. You'd have to taste... to see," Her lips nearly brushed his skin before she pulled back. "That, however, won't happen. I've my hands full with two very deviously sexy vampires."

Caleb glanced between Jason and Asher, biting back a laugh.

Asher covered his mouth with his hand to keep from laughing at the dumb founded werewolf.

"Something wrong, Jason?" Keela asked calmly, munching on a French fry.

"Nothing at all." He said, blinking.

"You're sure?" She bit her tongue, glancing over his body, then at Asher. Oh God. Keela, you'd better not have pissed him off! You'll ruin things before they start!

"I'm sure." Jason hugged Caleb.

Asher shook his head. "I have never seen Jason so speechless before." He said, laughing.

Caleb grinned. "She got you good, Pup."

Keela smiled slightly. He didn't seem angry...

Asher smiled at her. "Yes. That was a good one Keela."

She moved, hugging the blonde vampire, whispering into his ear, "I thought you might get angry... I'm sorry."

Caleb glanced at the two, then nudged Jason towards the door.

Jason quietly left with Caleb.

Asher returned the hug. "Why would I be upset?"

"Well... I don't know? It was sort of flirting, but I didn't mean it that way, I swear-"

"I know, love." He kissed her.

Keela made a soft noise, kissing him back. She didn't hear the door open, or see the dark haired vampire sneak in. She felt it, however, as he began to kiss her neck, and shrieked, jumping backwards and nearly falling on her bottom.

Jean-Claude caught her to him, laughing. "And to think, I thought you would be happy to see me!"

Asher held his sides as he laughed. "That was very mean, Jean-Claude."

She whirled, smacking Jean-Claude on the shoulder. "You... you... vampire! You scared me!"

He struggled to give her a serious look, "I'm sorry, Ma Cherie..."

The blonde vampire was still laughing.

Narrowing her eyes, Keela looked at Asher. "So, you think it's funny?"

Jean-Claude snickered.

"I am sorry, ma bella." He said, though he was still laughing,

She crossed her arms over her chest and sat, grabbing her dinner, determined to ignore them.

"Now, Mon Ami, you've gotten us into trouble," Jean-Claude chided teasingly.

Asher stood up and went to Jean-Claude. "I guess I have." He kissed Jean-Claude. "Welcome home."

He purred, kissing Asher back. "Merci, Mon Chardonerret... I have missed you both greatly."

Keela bit her lip, and set down the food, hugging Jean-Claude from behind. "I'm sorry. I missed you too."

"Sorry? Por qoui?" He frowned.

Asher buried his face in Jean-Claude's neck.

"Um... I don't remember?" She leaned up, kissing the dark haired vampire, though the angle was odd.

"Ah, I see." Jean-Claude smiled, then rand a hand down Asher's back. "Cuddling, Asher?"

"Maybe." Asher kissed him as well.

Keela smiled as Jean-Claude purred, slipping a hand through his curls to pull them to the side so she could kiss his neck, causing him to moan.

Asher began to undo the buttons of Jean-Claude's shirt. He kissed the vampire's cross shaped scar.

"Dieu..." Jean-Claude breathed as Keela pulled his shirt off. Without skipping a beat, she began to trace the scars on his back with her mouth.

"I thought you wouldn't be home for another few hours, Jean-Claude." The blonde kissed his jaw.

"I did not... believe that I was going to..." He moaned as Keela scrapped her teeth over one of the shorter scars.

Keela smiled, peering up at Asher from around Jean-Claude's side.

Asher returned the smile as he ran his hand down Jean-Claude's chest.

Jean-Claude's muscles tightened, "Did you both plan this?"

She bit her lip, giggling. "Never... though I must say... you taste very sweet..."

"We just work so well together, mon ami." He kissed him.

Growling, Jean-Claude kissed Asher deeply before pulling back. "You fed, Mon Ami, from our sweet Keela?"

Asher blushed. "I could not help myself."

"Ah... I see." Jean-Claude moved, laying on the bed, seeing Keela still on her knees, now before Asher. "You both shall simply have to make it up to me."

Keela bit her lip. "How?" She glanced at Asher.

Asher smiled at her then looked at the other man. "Yes, how?"

"Keela... I want you to use your mouth on Asher." Jean-Claude's voice held a command, and he smirked as her creamy complexion became rosy, and the scent of her desire increased.

She bit her lip, meeting Asher's gaze before shifting so she knelt before him, trailing a finger over his fly. "Now?"

"Oui."

The vampire took a deep breath as he looked down at Keela.

She shifted, undoing his fly, then licking her lips. God, he was beautiful. She took him in her hand, stroking him before circling the head of his cock with her tongue.

Jean-Claude licked his lips, shifting his legs apart.

Asher let his head fall back as he closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her mouth on him.

"Take more of him, Keela... as much as you can." Jean-Claude instructed.

She licked over his cock, wetting it before slowly inching her mouth over him, easing back, then taking more still, until her mouth met his body and she had a rhythm going.

He moaned and buried a hand in her hair. "Keela..."

Jean-Claude began to stroke his own cock, having undone his pants. "Unless you believe you can go twice, do not allow yourself to come, Asher."

Keela moaned, sucking as she used her tongue to caress him.

"Easier said than done, mon ami." He said between clenched teeth.

"Cherie... stop." Jean-Claude smirked when she pulled back, pouting.

"But-"

Asher forced air into his lungs as he calmed himself.

"Better, Mon Ami?" Jean-Claude gasped, however, his line ruined as Keela's warm mouth engulfed his own hardness. "Sacre dieu... Cherie..."

She looked up at him, flicking her tongue over the slit at the tip of him.

"Much better." Asher said, moving over to the bed.

Keela pulled back from Jean-Claude, licking her lips. "Orders, Sir?"

The other vampire sat down on the bed.

Jean-Claude glanced at Asher. "What do you want, Mon Ami?"

"You." Asher kissed him.

He purred, leaning back against the bed as Keela's mouth went back to torturing him, pulling his pants all the way off.

He kicked his pants off and kissed Jean-Claude's neck.

"Asher... Keela..." He slid a hand into each of their hair, arching into their mouths.

She looked up along the beautiful stretch of pale skin as she took his member deep into her mouth, moaning.

Asher covered Jean-Claude's mouth with his own. "I am glad you came home early."

"As am I- Keela!" He gasped as one of her fingers entered him, only to disappear when he said her name, as did her mouth. He glanced down at the foot of the bed, seeing her look uncertain.

"I'm sorry-"

"Non..." Jean-Claude smiled at her, taking her hand and tugging her up next to them. "I feared I would... ruin the moment, non?"

Asher slid his hand under Keela's shirt and kissed her neck.

She purred for him, running a hand over both of their bodies as Jean-Claude licked a line over Asher's shoulder, bending to suck his pale nipple into his mouth.

Asher moaned against her neck. "Jean-Claude..." He whispered. He took Keela's shirt off.

Jean-Claude purred, circling the nubbin with his tongue, his hand moving to caress the other.

Keela reached behind her, undoing her bra and folding it before setting it to the side.

The blonde forced Jean-Claude's head up and kissed him. He then watched Keela undress.

Kissing Asher back, Jean-Claude smiled. "Happy, Asher?"

She stood, slipping from her pants and panties, folding them before bending to set them in the dirty clothes bin.

"Very happy." Asher watched her with hungry eyes.

Jean-Claude glanced at her, then stared, licking his lips. "So perfect..."

Biting her lip, Keela walked towards the bed, then crawled towards them over the large mattress.

"I want to watch you two tonight." He said. "I want to watch you take her, Jean-Claude."

"Do you, Asher? And what of your pleasure?" Jean-Claude licked a line over Asher's throat.

Keela smiled, cupping both of them in her hands. "One of these times, I want to have you both take me... but for tonight, we'll wait..." She stroked them, teasing them.

Asher kissed him, then Keela. "I can pleasure myself tonight."

She frowned, "That's not fair to you-"

He kissed her again. "Sometimes, I just like to watch."

Jean-Claude nodded, "He will enjoy himself, Cherie... I promise. If he doesn't, well... we shall just make it up to him later, non?" He eased her onto her back, ducking his head to her bountiful breasts.

Keela moaned as his hot mouth covered her nipple, and she looked up at Asher.

Asher watched as Jean-Claude took her nipple into his mouth. He began to caress himself.

She licked her lips, watching the motion of his hand, then gasped as Jean-Claude moved, suddenly between her thighs, his tongue sinking into her, then up over her clitoris. "Oh Jean-Claude..."

The blonde took a deep breath. "Dieu..."

Jean-Claude smiled, pausing to look at Asher. "May I kiss you so you taste her?"

Keela began to slip a hand down her belly to touch herself, and his hand shot out, stopping her.

"Oui." Asher kissed Jean-Claude, sliding his tongue into the other man's mouth.

She whimpered, biting her lower lip as she watched them kiss, reaching to touch both of them.

Pulling back, Jean-Claude sighed, "Mon Ami, do me the honor of holding her, non? I wish to play..."

He smiled, moving over to Keela. "I shall."

She pouted, "I wanted to touch though-"

"Oui, and that, Cherie, is not allowed right now. You are simply..." He pushed a finger into her wet heat, "enjoying."

Asher gently held her down. He kissed her neck where he's bitten her earlier.

Moaning, Keela pushed her hips up for more, rewarded as Jean-Claude pushed another finger into her, then bent his head to worship her clit again, careful of his fangs as he licked the sweet piquant of her wetness.

The blonde licked a line down her neck. "So lovely..."

She gasped and moaned, and Jean-Claude deliberately pushed her head first into orgasm, her body clenching around his fingers.

Asher kissed her as she screamed.

Keela kissed him back, slipping a hand into his hair as Jean-Claude slowly made his way up to kiss her breasts, flicking her nipples with his tongue.

He watched Jean-Claude make his way up her body. "Mon ami...kiss me."

Smiling, Jean-Claude licked Asher's lower lip, slowly deepening the kiss.

Asher returned the kiss. "You both taste so very good."

"Mmhm..." Keela leaned up, sucking Jean-Claude's nipple into her mouth, "May I please have one of you come in my mouth? Please?" Her Sottish burr was soft as she asked, and she blushed.

Jean-Claude peered down at her. "Asher? What do you think?"

He smiled at Keela. "It would be a pleasure to come inside your lovely mouth." He positioned himself by her mouth.

Slowly, she licked his cock, moaning as she took it in her hand, stroking it.

Growling, Jean-Claude pushed her thighs apart, easing into her.

He closed his eyes as her wet tongue ran across the head of his cock.

"Tres bien..." Jean-Claude moaned, watching Keela's pretty mouth slowly take in Asher's cock.

Asher buried a hand in her hair. "Ma belle..."

She rocked her hips as Jean-Claude thrust into her, teasing her with a slow rhythm. Looking up Asher's body, she cupped his bottom, urging him to help her by moving his hips, sucking and flicking her tongue over his cock.

He thrust into her mouth over and over. She had such a wonderful mouth.

Reaching down, Jean-Claude stroked her clitoris, making her cry out suddenly.

Keela shook, gripping Jean-CLaude's length as she pleasured Asher, her breasts shifting now with their movements.

Asher gasped as her teeth brushed over him. The woman knew how to work her mouth.

Reaching, Jean-Claude ran a hand over Asher's chest. "Feel, her mon chardonerret... she is so tight around me, her mouth so sexy around your cock...

Keela would have blushed, but she was coming just that soon, making Jean-Claude swear.

He touched Jean-Claude and shared the feeling with him. He came within seconds of touching him.

The Master of the City came as well, his thrusts erratic as he fell forward, burying his face in Keela's neck.

She whimpered, touching them both.

Asher moved back and laid down next to the pair.

Keela licked her lips, sighing before kissing each of their cheeks, "Happy, my loves?"

He smiled at her. "Oui, ma belle."

Jean-Claude kissed Keela, purring. "Next time, Asher, I want you in my mouth..."

She giggled. "Are we going to fight over this? After all, we've got the sixty or seventy years..."

"Or longer... much longer." Asher smiled at them both.

"Well... for you two." She bit her lip. "You're vampires. I'm just a little witch who happens to have a gift for music."

Jean-Claude froze, staring. "Pardon?"

"A witch?" Asher asked.

"You didn't know?" She paled.

"Non, we didn't know. You did not tell us." Jean-Claude frowned, his eyes narrowing.

Asher looked at Jean-Claude.

"I... I assumed you'd feel... that... you'd sense..." Scooting past Asher, Keela stood.

"Sense that you are a witch? And how are we to do that? Clearly, you must wear protection spells." The dark haired vampire spoke, his voice nearly growling.

"Jean-Claude, calm down." He put his hand on the other vampire's chest.

"Calm down?" He raised an ebony brow.

Bending slowly, Keela grabbed her clothes.

"Oui. Calm. Her being a witch changes nothing, mon ami."

"How so, Asher?" Jean-Claude crossed his arms over his chest.

"It is just a part of who she is." He looked at his friend.

The Scottish woman swallowed, walking towards the bathroom, hugging her clothes to her.

"Oui, but how many witches have we known, Asher, who have only betrayed us-"

"Morganna and Elizabeth were working for Belle Morte. What about Rynn? She gave her life for us. We don't know anything about Keela being a witch." Asher retorted.

Jean-Claude sighed, putting his face in his hands. "I have messed this up, haven't I?"

Shutting the door quietly behind herself, Keela looked in the mirror, raising a shaking hand to her neck to cover the bite marks from them. Biting her lip, she healed them, feeling her eyes well as she started to get dressed. Magic was a large part of who she was, her life, and her family. How could they have not known? How could she have been stupid enough to think that men like them would truly want her? Men that amazing didn't want women who looked like her, and it seemed they really didn't want anyone who could do magic.

"Oui, you have. Now fix it or we may lose her for good." Asher kissed him gently.

Keela grabbed her panties and bra, pulling them on, then her top. She'd grabbed her pants from the night before, but she didn't care as she finished dressing.

Jean-Claude entered the bathroom. "Keela..."

She froze, staring at him, unsure now where she hadn't been moments before.

"I am sorry, but Asher and I have not know many witches that did not betray us. I overreacted."

The red head hugged herself, looking down. "So you assumed I would, when you were the pair who approached me and wanted this relationship... or what ever you call it, to start with? Obviously, this isn't real. I've gone and put a spell on you, making you attracted to me so I can use your fangs and frilly shirts in my potions."

Jean-Claude rubbed his hand over his face. "That is not what I meant. I am merely saying it was wrong of me to jump to such a bad conclusion, just because you are a witch."

"I guess that shows me what I get for jumping into this." She turned to the sink, picking up her brush and roughly pulling it through her curls.

The vampire walked over to her and stopped her. "I am sorry." He kissed her forehead. "I will understand if you do not forgive me, but do not punish Asher."

A tear slipped down her cheek, and she swallowed hard. "I'm sorry... I don't... I don't mean to be mean. I just... I thought you knew..."

"Non, I am the one who should be sorry. It was horrible of me to think ill of you." He put his arm around her waist.

She hid her face in his chest. "I wouldn't hurt anyone... I don't even hurt spiders... or insects..."

"I know. You are a gentle soul." He kissed the top of her head.

Keela bit her lip. "I barely even use my magic... I don't understand how you didn't know... feel it. I mean, you've tasted my blood..."

"You said yourself you don't use magic very often. You blood doesn't taste like magic because of that."

She nodded slowly. "Asher's not angry?"

"Not with you, but he may beat me later." Jean-Claude laughed.

Her eyes widened. "Why? I don't want him to hurt you."

"I am joking. He will not hurt me, but he may yell at me for nearly causing you to leave us."

"I don't want you to fight..." Keela licked her lips. "I wasn't *leaving* leaving though... I was dressing... I... you didn't want me to leave because of the... the wolf who's on the loose? I..."

"I don't want you to leave because you belong here with us." He kissed her.

She made a soft noise, kissing him back.

Jean-Claude smiled at her, then saw her neck. "Our bite marks are gone."

She bit her lip, looking away. "I was upset..."

He touched her face. "It's alright."

"I thought you might make me leave. I didn't want to go, and you had said you wanted me here, but... never mind."

"I do want you here. I am sorry for that I said."

She kissed him softly. "I should have told you, not just assumed..."

"It is fine." He led her back to bedroom.

Keela glanced at Asher on the bed, thinking he looked anxious. Biting her lip, she moved towards him. "May I kiss you?"

Asher smiled. "Of course."

Jean-Claude sat on the bed, watching as she cupped Asher's face, then kissed him.

He put his arm around her as they kissed.

She slowly pulled back, looking between them. "Would either of you like to see some of my power?"

"I would." Asher said glancing at Jean-Claude.

The dark haired vampire nodded, "Oui..."

Keela nodded, saying a soft spell. Slowly, the unlit candle on the dresser flew over into her hand. She waved a hand over it, and the candle lit. Meeting their gazes, she blew on it, but the flame, rather than going out, turned to ice.

Asher watched her intrigued. "That was amazing, ma belle."

Jean-Claude tilted his head, brushing a finger over the ice.

"A child's trick, one of the first I learned." Keela shrugged, setting the candle down.

"It is still more than I could do."

"I suppose." She sat on the bed.

"You have more power than I thought, Cherie." Jean-Claude pointed out.

"I'm not a major player or anything. Just a witch." She tucked a curl behind her ear.

Asher pulled her down into his lap. "What else can you do?"

She peered up at him. "Well... healing spells... minor weather changes, transfigurations, health potions, pain potions... charms..."

"Weather changes?" He asked.

Jean-Claude frowned. "Like making it rain?"

She laughed at his look. "Yes... or making it warm or sunny, or cloudy..."

Asher felt the pull of the sun. "We will continue this conversation tomorrow, love."

Jean-Claude kissed her softly. "Merci, Cherie... for everything." Laying down, he closed his eyes.

Keela kissed Asher as well. "You two sleep well..."

Asher stroked her face and laid down beside Jean-Claude.