Isabelle was sitting at the table in her spook's library. Isabelle had been writing down her Latin verbs and nouns. Learning was quite simple for her as her mam had taught her most of the basic Latin when she was a little kid as well as Greek. Isabelle finished and set her book aside and then stared off into the flickering light of the candle. Tomorrow morning they would be heading off to Adlington and there they would be trying to stop something very dangerous to the county. It wasn't something unusual seeing as that was the job of the spook. The bound witches, boggarts, and many other things and sometimes they send off spirits who are stuck in limbo and send them to the other world where they can rest in peace. Which believe it or not took hours. Now back in the day before Isabelle's teachings they believe that the seventh son of a seventh son would have great senses and would sense cold things more so then others and they just had better senses then most people when it came to this job. Isabelle her self though was a seventh daughter of a seventh daughter. In her family she had almost all sisters...Well she did they had no boys and there for she never had a single clue on how a boy thought but she knew they were all plain stupid, idiotic, useless, worthless, immature, sexist, and most certainly perverted and she had seen no time in wasting them on boys. More so ones of her age range.
Isabelle sighed softly. There were times she missed home, the warm crackling fire the sound of her mam's rocking chair working on the farm. It was all a good life but then because her dad had no intention to marry Isabelle off she was put into a trade. You see in the county many women were most likely witches of some kind or they were simply housewives you never saw them as anything else which was sad but it was true but now times were getting a little better and now a few lucky few would be put into trades but that was if your family was wealthy enough to afford it. Isabelle's family was and there she was put into the trade of being a spook but it suited Isabelle because simply she was brave, ruthless, daring, adventurous, and she never hesitated when it came to kicking someones ass.
You would think that being a seventh daughter of a seventh daughter would be the same as a seventh son of a seventh son...Well you are most certainly wrong. They had some similarities but they are still very different in their own way that's hard to explain. Isabelle worked in the Northern part of the county. Which was way up past Caster and she was often trained hard but the thing was where she had to work and the terrain she has to work with is a lot more difficult then what you would back down by Chippeden or Adlington. Up above caster you dealt with being near marshes, water witches, skelts, and many other terrifying things. Water witches and skelts seem fairly bad and to be honest Isabelle has fought a lot of them in the past few years she's been training under her master. Skelts on the other hand rarely show up and you hardly dealt with them but they were terrible.
Finally standing up Isabelle made it downstairs to the kitchen. Tonight was her turn to cook the meal and honestly not to brag or anything Isabelle knew how to make good food. She found some potatoes and cooked them in a pan and while that was going on she had a few slabs of bacon. Tonight Isabelle wasn't in a turkey or chicken mood so she didn't bother. Next she started to cut up so veggies and then put them in the boiling water she had going. Now she just ahd to check her food and make sure it was good. This would be their last meal before they set off in the morning. When ever you were on the job you usually fast. The only thing you eat is a few nibbles of county cheese and that's it.
The thought came to her that soon Christmas would be here and her and her spook had to go and stop the danger ahead before then! One it took a day to get to Chippeden and then it took about a day and a half to get to Adlington from there. Altogether they were looking at a two and a half day trip in the snow, it wasn't the best weather to be walking in but it had to be done. This threat is even bigger than when there was the threat of the Fiend. The fiend is other wise known as the devil him self or they call him old nick. This was going to be a disaster because the Fiend was the worst thing that had ever been released into the county but now somehow with all the spooks around it was bound again and they were safe from the fiend for a bit. See how dangerous the Fiend is? well think of this new threat far worse then that...Possibly ten times worse then that.
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