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outsider, but this was over 50 years ago and they weren’t as welcoming back then. She had proven her citizenship by fending off an attack by a group of bandit demons known as the Mee’ir, and due to her brilliance in strategy they eventually made her their leader.
    Over time, Lenorela’s legend kept on growing. Although she spent a lot of time traveling beyond the town’s gates, whenever she was there people would be at her doorstep, asking for advice or some other type of help.
    She had the mansion erected soon after she moved in and then used her powers to attract wild animals in order to keep people out of her yard. Many still tried to sneak in to glimpse the source of her power, but the end result was always the same—a bloody demise by way of one of her numerous animals.
    Lenorela took to Alysia quickly, enjoying her genuine goodness and love of life. She confided in her that she too had been wooed for Chaos’s army and had passed the test when her home world was destroyed by the demon horde. Lancert the Ert had come to her right before the final fight and had switched her red Turevila robes to the black Ert ones she now wore. Since arriving in Yalem she had played the part of mercenary for the Erts and had moved to Wildemont in order to hide out in the open.
    It had been three days since Alysia had arrived at Wildemont. Lenorela gave her a set of dark, monk-like robes, a runed scabbard, and the softest, most comfortable red slippers she had ever felt in her life. The two women had quickly become friends and spent the long hours talking about their separate worlds and where they saw the future leading.
    On this particular day, they were sitting next to one another at Lenorela’s long dining table, drinking red wine and picking at a roasted creature that looked a little like a pig. Alysia reached up and patted her braids in order to relieve the itch that had come from out of nowhere. Her hair had grown out of control since arriving on Yalem, and during one of the days in Lenorela’s mansion she had straightened it with cream and braided the sides. Lenorela liked it so much that she tied a ribbon at the ends and complemented it by dressing Alysia in a set of red robes.
    It was pretty evident that the supposed witch was extremely lonely, and Alysia provided the only real company that she had experienced in years. The mansion felt safe, and she didn’t feel as if she was imposing, so she relaxed and let Lenorela pamper her.
    She looked up from her wine, at the tall cathedral windows of the dining hall at the sun that made the yellow sky glow and illuminate everything within the hall.
    “You have a beautiful home, Lenny,” she said, using the new moniker that she’d given her friend, since Madame Lenorela Isora was a mouthful. “Outside it looks like a haunted house, but in here it’s a tidy palace. Fit for a beautiful red queen.” She winked.
    “Flattery?” Lenorela coughed. “Why, CeeCee, are you trying to make me blush?” The two women laughed with genuine gusto but then Lenorela’s face grew solemn. “I’ve enjoyed these last few days more than any that I have had in the last decade, CeeCee. You are like the little sister I was meant to have, or the daughter I want to spoil rotten. But I cannot keep you here, even though everything within me wants to give it a try.”
    “You aren’t keeping me here, Lenny. I love it here. The only thing missing to make this place perfect is a streaming movie collection, a jukebox, and my video game system.” She giggled at the thought, realizing that the wine was extremely strong.
    “You are welcome to stay as long as you wish, CeeCee, but Chaos will find you eventually. Not unless we do what is needed to keep him out of Wildemont.”
    “I was afraid you would say something like that. What could I possibly do to stop a demon as powerful as Chaos? He can teleport between worlds as easily as I can walk or run, and he seems to have agents everywhere.”
    Lenorela