“I will go,” Maia offered.
“And we shall cleanse.”
Cassian followed as Eugenia went to the closet with the crystals then stood back as Samantha’s father selected them.
“How can cleansing the space help?”
“It might push the curse away, though unlikely. But it cannot harm either,” Lord Saye answered.
After Samantha’s father selected the crystals, Cassian followed him to the music room where Samantha waited.
“Has my father found a way to break the curse?” There was so much hope in her voice that Cassian hated to tell her that they hadn’t found an answer yet. He also dreaded telling her what else had been learned.
She was going to hate him and he did not blame her.
“Samantha, we are going to purify the room,” Lord Saye announced.
“Is that all?” Her tone had gone from hope to disappointment.
“Yes,” Cassian answered.
“Which crystals?” she asked.
Cassian repeated the question.
“Selenite, which I am placing at four points of the room. It purifies and clears dormant energy.”
The room had been here, and shut up, for seventy-five years, so there was probably a good deal of dormant energy within.
Cassian watched as the amber crystals were placed at each corner.
“Clear quartz to increase positive energy.”
He placed that one in the center of the room.
“Smoky quartz for dispensing negative energy and encourage calm.”
He placed it next to the clear quartz.
“Finally, Fluorite to transform the negative into positive energy.”
He placed the greenish blue with purple crystals next to the others in the center of the room.
“These are only temporary, Samantha, until the translation is done and we can lift the curse,” her father announced. “I will also be taking other crystals outside to be charged by the sun in case these are too weak.”
Samantha fell back against the settee, closed her eyes and nodded—desolate. Cassian could hardly blame her.
Lord Saye paused and looked around the room because he could not see her. “All will be well, Samantha. We will not let you down.” Then he was gone.
“They must be at a loss if all they can think to do is place crystals in the room,” Samantha mumbled.
“It has to do with it being the ninth day of Yule,” he offered.
“What if they never find the answer.”
Cassian reached out and took her hand. “They will. I know they will and you will be free of this place.”
Maybe if he wished it to be so, it would be, but he was afraid this might be her future.
