The sun was shining bright, and the sky was as blue as could be, as we finally arrived to our hotel in Isla Paradiso!
It was a very luxurious, Spanish style hotel. Way out of our price range, no doubt. Luckily, Seymour’s friend from college, Kyle, worked there, and promised to hook us up with a discount.
The fresh sent of luxury brushed our faces as we entered the lobby.
“Oh my god, this is so beautiful!” I said, clapping idiotically.
Seymour and I explored the room with our eyes while we waited for service.
“Broooooooo!” no mistaking, it was Kyle! Sy and Kyle greeted each other in typical guy fashion.
“Sunny, baby! ‘Grats on tying the knot, chica!”
Seymour looked at me like a kid at a toy store begging it’s parents for a toy.
“Sure! Sounds like fun!” I answered.
“Coooool! I’ll check you in now heheh”
We got to our room and put our stuff away, and I held Seymour’s hand. “I’m so excited to be here with you, Sy.” I smiled.
“You promised we’d go jet skying, you promised!”
I was absolutely terrified to go jet skying, especially after learning about what happened to me when I was a little girl.
However, being with Seymour took all those fears away. That’s why our entire wedding and honeymoon was planned around water, to celebrate how content he makes me feel!
We stopped our jet skis and went snorkeling, just to practice for the scuba diving we had planned, later that day!
As the sun went down, we met up with Kyle, and headed over to his houseboat, where Seymour and I watched the sun go down.
When nightfall was here, we went back to the hotel room, where a wild pillow fight began.
…. And everyone knows what pillow fighting leads to! Before I knew it, Seymour had me on the bed, and began kissing me aggressively.
A couple minutes in, however, I stopped him.
“Wait, wait.” I said, “… Protection?”
He paused for a moment, “We’re married, we don’t need it.” He said, nonchalantly.
Early the next morning, Seymour woke me up to go swimming in the hotel pool. And I’m talking real early, like 3:30 AM early!
We spent the next few hours exploring the beautiful city and enjoying the tropical weather. Later, Seymour got tired and wanted to take a nap so I agreed to let him go take a nap the hotel while I went to check out some places that interested me personally.
I came across a cute little elixir stand. Being the skilled alchemist that I am, I wanted to see if I could find anything useful around the place. This place was completely different from the elixir shop in Appaloosa Plains!
I asked the sweet little woman who tended the stand about a few elixirs I was interested in.
She did the best she could to communicate with me, but unfortunately, she mostly spoke just Spanish.
As I began to browse around, I was shocked to come across what looked like, a legitimate witch’s wand!
But that didn’t stop me from trying it out! But nevertheless, I failed miserably.
“Only real weetches con do dat, child!” The woman giggled in very broken English, catching me off guard.
When Seymour was done with his nap we met up at cute little restaurant for a romantic dinner.
Sy didn’t think I could see him when he started eating with his fingers.
“I saw that Seymour… can you not please?” I said, as sternly as possible, trying not to laugh.
We ended the day with a romantic sailboat ride in the ocean, under the setting sun.
Seymour and I were exhausted once we got back to the hotel room, so we relaxed together to wind down for a bit.
“So, do you think you’re ready to open the letter now?” I asked.
Seymour raised to his feet and took a deep breath.
“As ready as I’ll ever be I guess.”
“Give me a minute.”
“Okay, here, I can’t do it. You open it.” Seymour said.
“What’s the big deal? Ugh. Fine, I’ll do it.”
I snatched the envelope from his grip and opened it carefully. I was definitely not prepared for what happened next.
A huge ball of light bursted from the envelope, as it floated in mid-air, causing the envelope to rip into several tiny pieces. Although we were in awe, we weren’t surprised to see something like this from Agnes.
Sparkles and lights danced around the room in front of us, as the ball of light began to grow. Not even in books or movies have I saw something so beautiful and mystical!
Seymour was visibly beginning to worry.
“Honey, look at all the pretty colors! Your mom gave us a beautiful magic show for our wedding present, there’s nothing to be afraid of!”
But I obviously spoke too soon when a figure began to appear. Seymour jumped in front of me, and I felt paralyzed with fear.
Sure, we’ve seen a ghost before, but this was very unexpected.
As the figure began to develop more, I almost went into shock when I recognized the woman waving back at us.
“Yes, Seymour, it is me. Do not be afraid. I am here to offer you something great!” Agnes said. Her voice was soft, yet it still echoed throughout the room. Her faint, translucent white body put off a cold presence, causing me to shiver.
“This decision is to be made by you and your wife. If you accept my offer, this will affect the entire Darling family and all future generations. However, there are conditions, and I don’t have much time, so you’ll have to decide quickly.”
“What is the offer?” I asked quickly.
A large scroll appeared next to Agnes as she began to explain, “I am here today to offer my son and you the gift of magic. If you accept, you both, Erik, Persephone, and Gwendolyn, will be given a potion to award you all with great powers. Although you will have to refine your skill, you will be blessed with magic in your blood. Does this interest the both of you?”
Seymour and I looked at one another in disbelief.
“I don’t know about this…” He panicked.
“You must hurry. I don’t have much time left.” Agnes interrupted.
“Okay, what are the conditions?” I asked.
“There aren’t many, but they will prove very challenging…” She began.
“One, Each generation, must have at least two children.”
“You will have to choose one of those children, to carry on the Darling family name. That will be your generation’s heir. Or The Chosen One, if you will. The second child will take the heir’s place should anything happen to the heir. Seymour, you have been chosen as the heir for this generation. This is why the decision is given to you and your wife.”
“And here’s the tricky part. Because you followed in my footsteps Seymour, be careful who you choose as your heir, because they must marry someone who has been resurrected from the dead, to produce the next generation. Your father has been resurrected, and so has your wife. To continue the spell, your chosen heir must marry someone who has been resurrected as well. This means that the resurrected spouse is equally important to the spouse as the heir is.”
“But consider this decision wisely, because if these rules cannot be met, your magic will be revoked. And when your magic is revoked, that will render the family very weak. You may now make your decision.”‘
“I don’t know, this is all just too crazy.” Seymour said.
“It’s a big decision, Seymour, my dear.” Agnes added.
Seymour reacted subtly to the sound of Agnes’ voice, so I knew this was very hard for him.
“Sy, it’s a gift from your mother, who is no longer alive. We won’t get this chance again.”
With his eyes wide open, he nodded slightly, as if what I said made a lot of sense to him.
“Yeah. Yes. You’re right, we can’t just say no…”
“I guess that means we accept!” I proclaimed.
“Oh, that’s wonderful! The Crumplebottom Sisters will deliver the potions personally when you return home.”
Terrified and shocked, Seymour grabbed me and pulled me in for a hug, as he began to cry.
“Everything is going to be okay. We’ll figure this out together! It’ll be fun!”
Watching Seymour say goodbye to his mother was absolutely heart-wrenching. His arms went right through her, as if she were nothing but light.
And just like that, she was gone.
Seymour watched in silence and disbelief for a moment.
“What the hell just happened…”
He calmly walked away and sat on the ground of the balcony, staring at the night sky.