Tuesday in Harmonia and Lu’s sitting room …

LU:

…. Tahariel, have you spoken to Racolo?  

TAHARIEL:
No, but he sent me a text. What’s he want with me?

LU: 

He’s trying to come up with a way for Es to consume food. 

TAHARIEL: 

But she’s a vampire.

LU: 

There-in lies the challenge. If it can be done - it can’t be done magically.

TAHARIEL: 

Why not?

LU: 

Let me review - vampires can’t stay awake when
the sun’s up. Racolo magically tattooed runes onto Es
so the sun no longer affects her. 

TAHARIEL: 

Oh yes, I had forgotten.

LU: 

There’s more. There was that time when Es unknowingly
drank a potion that caused her to attack Zyfan … 

TAHARIEL: 

I remember that. Herita mixed that potion in hopes
that Es would turn her into a vampire.

LU: 

Correct. To prevent such a thing from happening again - Racolo included, in Es's tattoos, runes that block outside magic. Recently, Es found out that she cannot use our portals. The tattoos prevent her from entering. 

LU:
… So, in order for her to eat  - we must find an alternative solution.

TAHARIEL: 

My wiccan ways.

LU: 

Exactly. Fin is an excellent herbalist. Syrrah has a vast knowledge
of the workings of the body. I am a font of information …

TAHARIEL: 

Add that to my bit of witchcraft.

LU: 

Yes, plus what you’ve learned in medical school. Perhaps there’s a way?

TAHARIEL: 

You’re not gonna give me the odds? Never mind, I’m happy to help.

Knock Knock

QUINN:
Lu - ya texted me? Oh, hey niece.

TAHARIEL:

Hi and bye. I need to find Racolo.  Have ya seen him?

QUINN:
Aye, ya may find him the dining room - if he’s still there.

TAHARIEL:
Thanks. 

Tahariel leaves.

HARMONIA:

Hi ya’ll. Did I miss it? Did ya go and tell him yet?

LU:

No Harm, he just arrived.

HARMONIA:

Then give me a minute to sit myself down. I’m so excited I’m about 

to burst my buttons. Ya may want to sit  down too Quinn. 

QUINN:

What’s this about then?

HARMONIA:

Louisa’s done figured out what your magical gift is. 

LU:

It’s just a theory …

QUINN:

Right. Am I gonna like it?

LU:

We’ll see. Do you remember Xyla?  

QUINN: 

Ya mean that cranky wee girl that magicked herself out of the 

room? I’m not likely to forget that, eh? 

LU:

Well, she isn’t really a little girl. 

QUINN: 

Aw no,  ma mind’s about to be utterly blown again - innit?

HARMONIA:

Ya got that right. Now hold onto to your britches. 

Xyla’s really a cranky ol’ dragon in a human disguise.

QUINN: 

Naw. That’s cr-dazy!

HARMONIA:

It’s true. What’s more - she’s been a part of our 

family for about 300 years.

QUINN: 

Has she now?

LU:

312 - to be exact.

QUINN: 

A dragon. Naw, yer pulling me leg. Dragons ain’t real. Are they?

LU:

Quinn, you’ve been living among us long enough to know better. Dragons
are real, same as magic, elves, vampires, fairies - shall I go on?

HARMONIA:

But ya haven’t heard the best part yet. 

QUINN:
Right.

LU:

Quinn, I believe you’re Xyla’s dragon rider.

QUINN: 

Get away with ya.

LU:

Every dragon has a rider who’s magically bonded to them. I believe
you’re hers That explains why she makes herself scarce when
you’re around. I believe she was trying to hide it from you. 

QUINN: 

An’ why wouldnae she?

HARMONIA:

Because once ya know what ya are -  ya get to order her around.

QUINN: 

Eh?

LU:

It’s true. If you need her, all you need do is call and she must appear.
Let's test my theory. Quinn, summon her.

QUINN: 

Ya want me to … Really? The thing is - what if I donnae believe any of this?

LU:

It won’t matter. If you’re her rider - she’ll come. 

QUINN: 

Right. 

To be continued …