Incest/Taboo Spellbound

"Excellent! My dear!" Aragon called out in a loving tone as he opened the double doors that led to his wife's private sitting room.

"What is it, Aragon?" Alena asked in a warm tone as she turned her gaze towards her husband as she and her handmaidens were enjoying a light conversation.

"Guess who bought the Warrenton manor?!" Seeing his wife's eyes glancing over his shoulder to the left of him as Adam stepped into the room.

"Adam? Did you... I see; I'm sure the two of you will be having a lot of outings to his home?" Alena asked with a knowing smile. Loving the sound of her husband's laugh as he walked towards the wine cabinet and pulled out one of their breakfast wines.

"Just enough to celebrate your good fortune," Aragon stated, holding out the glass to Adam after handing his wife hers.

"And just when did you buy this place?" Alena asked curiously.

"About two hours ago," Adam replied, his eyes slyly glanced at the time, knowing he was going to have to leave soon to make it back on time for class.

"Oh?!"Rising to her feet, "Have you a steward to oversee your property?" Alena asked as she walked across her room, catching his nod from the corner of her eye.

"Although..."

"Yes?" Alena turned towards him, hiding her smile, knowing what was on his mind.

"My Queen, you wouldn't know of an excellent gardener?" Adam inquired, even though he knew she did.

"Yes... I believe I do; I didn't take you for such things," Alena uttered in a friendly tone.

"Princess Roselyn has spoiled me, I'm afraid to say," Adam said in a light-hearted tone.

"I'm sure she has," Alena chuckled. "I'm sure you're also looking for household staff to ensure it's presentable for when Roselyn stops in." Sending the man off to fetch her head groundskeeper and the man that oversaw the palace staff.

When it was time to leave, Adam silently slipped out of the room to make his way to a balcony so no one could see him depart. Pondering what the man was going to come up with for the design of his garden. He was adamant that he had to have a medium pond with an island at its center. That was where his fairy castle was going to rest once the pond was dug out; however, that would have to wait for after the man had a look at what remained of the land.

"Adam!" Skyler shouted out with Ryann and his sister, walking hurriedly towards him as he stepped out of his last class for the day.

"Hey," Adam greeted with a wave.

"Is it true," Jill spoke in a forced tone.

"You're going to have to be more specific than that, sis," Adam rolled his hand.

"The Warrenton manor, did you really buy that place?" Ryann asked in a voice mixed with awe and stupefaction. Awe that he would be accessible to her instead of being locked up in the castle. Stupefaction on just how he could afford the place. It was no secret of what the place cost; she just didn't think he had that kind of wealth.

"And you're really letting Mom decorate it?" Jill asked with a suspicious look.

"Had to be done, plus, gives her something to do and out of my hair," Adam said as politely as he could.

"Would you mind if I helped her out?" Jill asked in a shy tone. Giving him a weak little nod when Adam gave her that look which brought a smile to her lips.

"Sure, if you want, knock yourself out, long as you two stay out of the head groundskeeper for the palace's way when he comes to view the place," Adam responded in an aloof tone. "The Queen is having the man create a garden of my own for me while restoration of the place is going on," he added when they all wore looks that told him to elaborate.

"The... Queen," they stuttered in unison.

"The very one," Adam hummed. "So, listen, can we like continue this towards the cafeteria? I kind of skipped lunch today," he stated, his stomach rumbled in agreement.

Edward Jr. was smiling and laughing as he walked out of the cafeteria with Carlie, only to have his warm face suddenly grow cold when the two brothers came face-to-face. Carlie lit up at the sight of her friends, hugging them madly, ignoring how Adam and Jr. were staring at each other.

"Hello... brother," Jr. spoke in the most neutral tone he could. His mother had been right; his tongue did nearly get him killed a few times. Plus, his ploy to embarrass Adam failed miserably, so he knew if he didn't back off for a bit, he would be the one losing an arm or something more.

"Jr."

"Okay, you two," Jill uttered when it felt like walls of ice surrounded the two of them. "Let's just keep it civil in school, alright?" she whispered low, glancing at the two of them as her hands rested on either's chest.

"Sis, why are you hanging around... him?" Jr. asked, knowing ever since he's been seeing Carlie, she was over at his dorm or talking about it with someone.

"He's our brother, you know, if you dropped that attitude, Adam might help you, too," Jill uttered in a sisterly tone.

"I'm doing fine on my own," Jr. muttered in indifference, waving off his sister. Which was a lie, he had hired a tutor, and he was helping greatly. He could probably show his brother a thing or two now. His anger flared in his eyes when Adam just stood there disinterested, like he wasn't even a threat to him.

"Sage Bordun, might I have a word with you?" Edward Jr. kept his shock from his face that Adam and the Princess were so close. Although, that didn't stop Carlie's gasp from filling the air at the sight of Roselyn.

"Certainly, Princess, one moment if you would," Adam spoke in a kind tone, seeing her nod in kind. "Give me ten minutes; I'll be back."

"Wonder what's that about?" Skyler mused; they had spoken on the way back to Adam's dorm after the party. However, it seemed to her this time, it seemed more serious.

"Has to be something; look at the way he's holding himself," Ryann mumbled aloud when she stepped to Skyler's side.

"Seems you two are awful friendly to the next Sage," Carlie cooed. She might only be a baroness; she did know how to play the game.

"We got to know each other very well after the party," Skyler stated with a taunting look, with Ryann nodding along.

"Sluts," Carlie giggled before asking them what it was like. Jill played it off like she wasn't listening to Skyler and Ryann, yet she savored every word they spoke. Knowing what she would be doing once she got back to her own dorm room.

"So you heard what Mom's doing?" Jr. uttered in distaste at the sight of his brother.

"I heard, also heard the Queen is having her personal gardener make one for him," Jill offered, watching how Adam nodded along as well as spotting Duchess Selena Wivell sitting next to Roselyn in a friendly supportive manor, yet she could see how Selena wanted to really comfort her, yet couldn't, at least not then. Given what she had seen at the party, Jill kept her thoughts to herself when she noticed how held back he was when the two of them parted.

"Adam, are you alright?" Skyler asked, stepping up when she noticed the weight that suddenly was on his shoulders.

"No, but I can't talk about it," Adam admitted.

"I'm here, okay," Skyler whispered alluringly; her hand lightly lingered on his back as he nodded. "Adam, I don't know if you met yet, but this is Carlie," she said, introducing her friend.

"An honor to meet you, Sage Bordun, I am Baroness McCloud, my friends call me Carlie," she said, holding out her slender hand to him. Watching how he switched to that regal posture rather smoothly.

"Adam Bordun," he greeted with a nod.

"Come, Carlie, we must be leaving," Jr. spoke, holding out his hand to her.

"It's nice meeting you," Carlie waved as she strolled along in hand with Jr. to their next classes.

"Adam, can I ask something?" Ryann asked. They sat down at their table for dinner. "How did you get so good at figuring out spells that you can figure it out with a brief glance at it?" she continued on when he nodded as he chewed his bite.

"I don't think you want to hear about that part of my life," Adam whispered sadly down at his plate. Tilting his head up when Jill cleared her throat with this annoyed look on her face as she sat there gracefully as she nibbled on her dinner. "As long as you're sure," he relented with a shrug when Jill nodded her head firmly. "Well, I had a very lonely childhood, spent most of my time at the boarding school Edward shipped me off to. Not that I cared, it and his manor were about the same, but you two already know why I didn't take his name," Adam gestured before taking a sip of his drink. "And well, I was treated like I didn't exist there by the students, again, not that I cared, since I couldn't live with my grandparents due to her illness and the cost to care for her," he spoke, leaving the rest unsaid. "There, that's all I did study and practice until the breaks came around then I went home, or I stayed with our grandmother Esmeralda, and I was at his manor... well, you know how that went," Adam said, glancing at his sister. Nodding along when his sister started to talk about the place their class was visiting, remembering his own trip too.

Noticing how intently Skyler and Ryann were listening in when he told Jill she should really focus while she was there. Saying their goodbyes as they parted once they left. Jill watched in her vigil as her brother ambled back to his dorm. Hoping whatever was troubling him wouldn't be too much for him.

A week had passed and what Roselyn feared became true. Given how Adam was currently standing, out of the way, in the Royal Suite of the castle. It had gotten to the point that one of Roselyn's suitors wouldn't take no for an answer, and being the King of that nation, he challenged their own to a duel. Noting how well Roselyn's parents took the news about her and Selene's relationship.

"Wish you had told us this sooner; this could have been avoided," King Aragon growled as he surged from his seat. "I also know why you didn't," he sighed when he stopped in his tracks.

"While I am happy for the two of you, yet do you see now what your indecision has caused?" Queen Alena asked in a disapproving tone.

"Yes, I know, yet I was scared," Roselyn uttered weakly. Hugging her father at his waist when he offered her some comfort from her woes.

"We have no other choice but to answer his challenge," Aragon said in a grim tone. "Can you handle that?" he asked, peering over at Adam.

"I already told her highness that I would answer any challenge when she brought the matter up to me last week. I will not fail," Adam stated in a confident tone, slyly noting the proud smile his Master had on her lips.

"Very well, I'll inform King Palous that the duel has been accepted," Aragon stated as he left to go make the arrangements for the duel.

"Adam, I know your classes are important to you, yet I must have you refrain from leaving the city until after the duel," Queen Alena said in a regal tone.

"Yes, I understand your grace, then if you'll excuse me, I'll see how my estate has fared in my absence," Adam answered with a departing bow.

"Oh, then might you wish for some company?" Alena asked, eager to stretch her legs.

"Yes, you must take us with you; I have to see if the rumors are true," Roselyn stated with a coy smile.

"Would you care to visit Warrenton manor Duchess Wivell?" Adam asked in an inviting tone.

"Naturally," Selene retorted with a warm smile.

"Then come, I have the perfect way for us to travel there, given the short distance," Alena commended as she led the way out the room. Flashing Adam a smirk when they sauntered out into their private inner courtyard once the Palace Guard rolled out a long rug onto the stone pavers. Gesturing for them to join her on the rug as she pulled out her own mage staff. Adam looked down as the rug became stiff as a board as it lifted off the ground. His eyes were always on her, studying her control of the rug as they flew over the castle walls onwards towards his new home.

"Adam?!" Amanda gasped in surprise at the sight of her son, along with Alena, Roselyn, and Selene in tow. She made sure her clothes were presentable as she stood on the landing overseeing her maids on cleaning up the manor's exterior. Clapping her hands together to get her stunned workers back onto their tasks as Adam led them onto his property, seeing how the guard silently closed the metal gate behind them. "Adam, I wasn't told you would be bringing such esteemed guests, or I would have..."

"Please, don't let our arrival slow the work of bringing life back into this place. We just had to come see how far work has progressed on Sage Bordun's new home," Alena cut in, getting her first look at Adam's mother.

"Of course, your grace, if I had known, I would have prepared some tea and cakes for us, so you could enjoy the experience, your highness," Amanda offered, her mind was racing, knowing how this would get back to Edward the moment they were home, thus fortifying his belief she was still his wife. "I'd be happy to show you around, that is, if my son approves," she said, putting Adam on the spot. Keeping her smirk hidden when Adam rolled his hand for her to continue. Knowing her son wouldn't dare speak how he normally does when around her.

"Now, Adam, your highness, while the cleanup from the years of unuse has taken its toll on some of the refinement the manor once had, there are still some rooms where the original wallpaper still lines the walls, a little touch-up, and their splendor will dazzle like before, as you can see what I mean," Amanda graciously spoke as she led them into Adam's home.

"Yes, I see what you mean, Countess Mortanhouse," Alena mused as the fine gold and silver thread glinted in the light.

"I'm very pleased to say we were able to save this medallion. You can just feel the magnitude of the room standing beneath it," Amanda said, gazing up at the raised, plastered molding that encircled the light fixture. Noticing the way the werelight played along the semi-precious gems that were strewn along its surface. "I am saddened that we couldn't save a few of them. Adam, I have a decorator coming in two days so we can start to furnish this splendid home of yours after we've brightened up this place a bit more. Tomorrow, I also have a plumber to ensure that everything is up to par. I would hate for a broken line to ruin your open house."

"Yes, that would be unfortunate; indeed, I know my daughter and myself are looking forward to it." Amanda hid her shock that she would be hobnobbing with the Royal family if she played her cards right. How she could have kissed her son then at the life they would have together. "I do hope you'll be sharing those treats with your guests that I know Connie has been sneaking to your school," Alena spoke in a teasing tone.

"Yes, you should, especially that coffee you always have on hand," Roselyn nodded along.

"It's quite unbecoming of the Sage to hoard that delicious brew all to yourself. One should spread the joy to their friends if one has Ameirna beans in their possession." Amanda just stared slack jawed in her mind when Queen Alena gazed at her son, remembering the cup she had in his room. It was rather good; she just didn't know it was made from those beans. Wondering just how much gold Adam had. She knew Edward would never be able to afford it. Not to the point where there was a steady supply of it in the house. Her eyes ran down her son's body, pondering on what kind of refinement she would be experiencing at her son's side.

"I see your daughter has been spreading rumors about me," Adam said in a joking tone.

"They aren't rumors if they're true, young Sage," Alena retorted with a pointed look.

"My, son, you didn't inform your own mother you had such tastes. I'm sure you'll be rectifying this at your earliest convenience," Amanda stated in a motherly tone before escorting them up to the second floor. While her son might not care about how the place was decorated, she knew the same couldn't be said about the three that had tagged along. Noting how they were hanging on every word she spoke as she detailed what she had planned, with Adam's approval, of course, as to how the rooms would look once the decorator worked their magic. Halfway through the showing of the second floor Adam, much to Amanda's thinking, was to get away from her once the groundskeeper for the palace had appeared asking to speak with her son. Which she didn't mind; she could lord it over everyone that she spent that morning with the Queen and Princess in her son's home.

"Thank you, Sage, for opening up your home to us; I'm sure you have other matters to attend to," Alena said once they had seen every inch of the place and what it might once again be like. "Tomorrow, Sage Hawthorne and I will instruct you on what you are likely to face in your duel," she voiced, peering at him once her guards had laid out her rug for her. Slyly noting the look of horror on his mother's face who stood behind him.

"Of course, your highness," Adam answered with a bow before watching them take off back to the mansion. Looking down when his mother took him by the arm.

"Adam, what did she mean by a duel," Amanda asked in worry.

"What the Sages are meant for," Adam uttered, removing her hand. Leaving his stunned mother behind as he went to see how the gardener was getting on with the choices he'd made before heading off.

Adam was hovering high in the air above, staring down at the house his grandparents once called home, noting the new tenants that came to call the place home after their departure. Seeing how low the sun had lowered, knowing it was time for him to meet his sister at their grandparent's place for dinner. However, the moment he landed, Jill and his mother were on him.

"It's already all over the school!"

"Do you know what you're doing? How can you think of accepting..." Their nagging voices stilled when they noted the look in his eyes and how set his jaw was when he just glared silently at them. Causing them to step back as his magjols sparked to life.

"You two done?" Adam asked in a cold tone, glancing at the two of them, seeing how his grandparents stepped onto their porch. "Who do you think I am? Did you think my title was only for show to display at your fancy little parties? Or a reservoir of knowledge into the arcane?"

"But Adam, I don't want you to..." Jill just couldn't bring herself to utter those words.

"This was bound to happen sooner or later. This will give the other kingdoms, thinking they can take advantage of my Master's absence, the knowledge that I'm no pushover."

"But you could die?!" Amanda cried out, taking her son by his shoulders.

"And? You seem to think that is something I didn't already know about," Adam said, brushing off her hands. "My choice is not up for debate," he stated as he moved around them to greet his grandparents.

"Adam, come show me what I'm doing wrong?!" Jill huffed in weariness, peering back and up at him when he watched her from the back porch. Keeping her body from heating at the sound of his feet on the steps, the way they moved through the grass. Quickly handing over her book when he held out his hand.

"Ah, I see, easy fix," Adam muttered before shutting the book and laying it on the grass. "Take up the stance again," he instructed.

Jill kept her gasp contained as she felt her brother pressing against her back. Feeling how soft his touch was along her skin. Her heart was racing when his hot breath tickled her ear. Nodding her head, not hearing a word, her frantic heart drowned everything else out when she felt her ass moving against his groin as he showed her what she was doing wrong. "See, you were moving your wrist like this when you should be moving it like this." How she just so wantonly stared at how his hands rested over her own. She didn't think; her body heeded the call she had been ignoring for so long. Turning her head, her nose ran along his cheek, her breath flowed along it as she reached up.

"Kids, come eat!" Amanda called out, sticking her head out the door, causing Jill to come back to her senses. Walking off quickly, just so Adam wouldn't see how aroused she was at that moment. Wouldn't learn what was about to take place if their mother hadn't shown up. Wouldn't see the need, the yearning in her eyes for a touch of his lips. "What's wrong with her?" she asked, glancing at the door then to her son at her daughter's odd behavior.

"Don't have a clue," Adam shrugged. However, if his mind hadn't been elsewhere at the moment, he might have taken more of an interest in his sister's behavior.

After dinner, Amanda and Jill were surprised that Adam would be staying there than at the castle. Esmeralda and Otto knew the moment Adam didn't put up a huge fuss about his mother or sister staying the night; they knew his mind was troubled. They would have liked to say their daughter and granddaughter knew that too, yet, couldn't say at that moment when they were watching the evening orb. At least they could take solace in the fact they haven't brought the elephant in the room up once again.

"Adam, honey," Amanda called softly to him as she eased the back door closed. Noting how Adam was looking up at the stars. Wondering where he got that calm demeanor when he knew these could be his last days. Her fingertips lingered on the doorknob as her eyes followed how Adam's right arm reached up, plucked the moon from its black curtain, and rolled it over his knuckles like a coin before cupping it in his hand, his fingers closing in around it. Its argent rays faded as his fingers encased it in its new home. Amanda's head snapped up when the world grew dark.

"What is it?" Adam asked in a controlled voice as he watched the cloud drifting past the moon as he exercised his control over Fae magic. Knowing he would have to be the faster of the two in gathering the magjols between the two. He wasn't being overconfident in the matter either. He knew he was no match for the man's years of experience. So he knew he couldn't afford for this to turn into a drag-out fight. So that meant one thing hitting their Sage with his biggest, most powerful spell when the man's defenses were the weakest. Even now, he doubted he could fully channel it with the control he had now; nonetheless, it would be enough. That he was sure of, getting to that point, was where his concern lie. Even his Master hadn't fully grasped the control needed for that spell to truly see the destruction of what the spell could do.

"You've seemed distracted for most of the night. Adam, I know we've been at odds for so long now, that our trenches have been well-established," fighting back her smile at her son's snort, yet she couldn't keep her eyes from lustering, "that meeting in the middle won't come without some strings attached, at least you would think that. But all I've ever done was for the good of you and your brother and sister. I'm not saying you have to like how I went about doing that, just saying it was always about taking care of you. Yet I am your mother, so if something is troubling you, I would like to help. If I can."

"Can't speak about it," Adam answered, turning his gaze back to the sky.

"I understand that honey, but might I ask what you were just doing?" Amanda inquired, taking the step forward and leaned on the railing. Studying his face seeing how focused he was on his task.

"You married a murderer," Adam said offhandedly, holding out his father's favorite coin he liked to use in his illusion magic. "I'm going to destroy him," Amanda sat frozen in fear as her son's pale blue eyes glowed in a menacing light, "if you don't wish your other children to be harmed, keep them out of my way. This isn't a joke; this is the only warning you will ever get. Either you get out of my way or help, or I will see you burn with him. We clear?"

"Oh, Jason, I didn't know," Amanda said with genuine remorse as she cradled the coin in her hand.

Adam found it very hard to understand as he watched his mother actually shed a tear for his departed father. Glancing down when his mother lightly touched his arm. "Please..." That pleading, longing, whimpering tone brought his face back up to his mother's, "you have to believe me when I say, I didn't know he was going to kill him..."

"Doesn't matter what you knew, or wanted; it happened regardless. You brought this into our lives when you chose to lay with that man. You can't change the past," Adam stated, returning to his practice.

"No, I can't, but I can try to make up for it, though, can't I?' Amanda asked in a motherly, caring tone.

"We'll see," Adam mused.

"I promise honey, I will help; I know he has..."

"I know; where do you think that came from?" Adam uttered pointedly.

"Then do what you need to," Amanda nodded firmly, signing Edward's death warrant.

"If he gets too violent, you have my permission to stay in my mansion, but only for the duration, then you will return to your home, that's final, that's the only reason I will entertain the thought of you staying a night in my home."

"Even on those nights?" Amanda cooed sweetly, hungrily savoring the memories of their time between the sheets. "Just because I can't use my charm anymore," nodding to the reason, "we both know you belong here," she purred, running her fingers along her crossed leg. "I know taking on these tasks for the Sage while she's healing from whatever it is will be hard and stressful for you, so let me help you deal with that stress. Think on it for the night before you decide anything, so," turning her attention to the moon, "what are you doing out here all on your own?"

"Practicing."

"Practicing?! For what?"

"You think just because I'm to be Sage means my learning stops?" Adam asked in a quizzical tone. "I plan on not dying, ever."

"Good," Amanda sighed with a happy smile on her lips, "so what are you practicing?"

"Mental discipline," Adam spoke, pointing at the two active spells he was maintaining that she failed to see while casting a third one.

"Adam, just how...?!" Amanda stuttered in awe as her eyes darted about. She knew how truly skilled her son was if he was already working on that which masters themselves had difficulty maintaining.

"It's not easy, I assure you."

"I can imagine," Amanda nodded along, knowing the tax he was putting on his mind and body maintaining that amount of control. "Is your practice almost finished?"

"Yes."

"Good, come inside when you are. A good rest is what a weary mind needs," Amanda spoke before disappearing into her parent's home.

Her crimson, with a tint of blonde hair, shone in the moonlight as Jill stood back watching her brother practice. Looking around him, seeing how he was drawing the magjols towards him at a rate she couldn't grasp yet. Noting how his chin was in his hand as he paced while studying the tome in his hand. Trying to determine what spell he was practicing with how he gestured with his hands.

"Adam?"

"Hmm?" Adam hummed with his eyes on his book. Then snapping it shut when his eyes began to tire. Knowing the day was getting to him.

"What were you just doing?" Jill asked curiously, wondering how long he's been out there practicing alone.

"Learning a new spell," Adam muttered, rubbing his eyes.

"Oh? Is it about what your training was for?"

"In a sense," Adam agreed.

"I've been thinking about what you said about summoning class. What would you say in showing me, say three spells that would be good practice for us? Then I can show Skyler and Ryann because you know those two will be asking. Given how your busy right now, just easier on us, right?" Jill asked with hope in her voice.

"If I do this, you should at least have a brief overview of summoning magic; tell Skyler and Ryann to look up any summoning book; they're pretty much working on the same concept."

"Controlling the flow," Jill supplied, earning her a nod from Adam. Smirking at her brother when her werelight went flying from her fingertip out into the yard.

"As I was saying, summoning magic is knowing how to control the flow of the magjols, not just the ones in your body, but around you, too," Adam said, leading Jill off the porch. "The point of the two is to get your body in tune with it, to where feels as real to you as you do to me." Ignoring the look in his sister's eyes as he led her towards their grandfather's garden. Looking around for a spot big enough for them without trampling anything. Showing her how to make the most basic summoning circle then having her repeat it ten times with the guide and without. By the sixteenth time, Jill had it down without making one error. Then proceeded to show his sister her first spell.

"Thanks, Adam, that did help a lot, and it seems you aren't troubled so much. It's okay to orb me, you know?" Jill whispered, placing a lingering kiss on his left cheek when he held the rear door open. "It's what sisters are for," she said in a shy tone before ducking into her grandparent's home for the night.

"Wow, Adam, just look at this place," Jill just said in awe as she stared up at Warrenton manor once the Palace Guard, the Queen had sent them to protect the place, let her through the gate. Hearing the voices of those working hard in the interior of his new home as well as those working to restore the once lush gardens that once dominated the estate. She was skipping her classes at least until Adam had his duel. She wanted to be there for him, even if he couldn't speak about it, that didn't mean she couldn't help but try to take some of his stress away.

"Jill?! Why aren't you in school?" Amanda asked in a disapproving look.

"What Adam needs..."

"Don't use me as an excuse," Adam warned as he puttered around a strange bush that neither could tell just what kind it was. "You could easily orb me." Smiling to himself at how red and puffy his sister's face was getting.

"Adam?!" Jill uttered in a little whine.

"Well, you're here now, come, we have work to do," Amanda said, taking charge and waving her daughter to follow.

Jill looked back at her brother before following her mother into the manor. Wondering what he was sprinkling around the top of the bush and for what purpose. The moment she stepped into his new home, her wet dreams hit her like a ton of bricks as her eyes moved around the grand entrance. Imagining that she was attending one of his balls. Her gloved, silk hand slid into his as he asked her to dance. Her mind sent her into a spin as she followed her brother's lead. Shaking off the image of her passionately kissing her brother once their make-believe dance was over from her mind. Hoping that busying herself with work would take her mind off salacious thoughts involving her brother.

"Adam, just what are you doing down in a hole?!" Amanda asked, her hands on her hips, peering down at her son with Jill at her side.

"Making something," Adam said vaguely as he placed the four corners of the foundation of his Fairy Castle.

"Adam, what's going to be going here, when it's finished, I mean?" Jill asked, looking around, while there was far more work to be done, yet she could see how stunning the place would be once it was finished.

"The Queen has some... Jordon?!" Adam turned and called out to the man the Queen had sent over.

"Yes, Lord Sage?" Jordon called back.

"What were those fish called again?"

"Mon-crill," Jordon answered.

"Thanks, can never remember that name," Adam spoke, getting a laugh out of the man. "Those types of fish that she rears to restock her ponds at the castle, so once Jordon and his men move to finish this up, then they will be introduced to the garden. But from what Jordon said, the pond will be the last to be completed."

"Why will it be the last thing to be completed?" Jill asked in a curious tone. Feeling the heat that was starting to form between her legs as she stared down at her brother, watching how the sunlight played along his face as he peered back and up at her.

"Jordon doesn't want the waste from around here," gesturing to the surroundings, "to contaminate the pond while the work is still ongoing," Adam stated factually.

"Oh, I would like..."

"Don't you know who I am!" Edward's voice could be heard in the air, even from the back of the estate.

Amanda was about to say something only to close her lips when Adam just waved her on. She had a suspicion whatever he was working on was far more important than whatever Edward had to say.

"Don't you go anywhere; I want to know what you're making," Jill said before quickly hurrying to follow after her mother.

Unaware, Adam was staring towards the entrance to the estate. A wicked grin formed on his lips knowing his plan had already begun. Wondering how long it would take to drive Edward insane. He was paying the dark fairies a lot of gold to make this happen so nothing would point back at him. As much as he wished to wipe Edward off the face of the Earth, even he couldn't do that, not openly at least, not until the fool challenged him to a duel. He was going to make the man ruin his own name without even lifting a finger. Adam couldn't wait!

"Where is he!" Adam arched an eyebrow at the near shout of Edward's voice. Wondering if the sleepless nights were getting to him.

"Edward, what's going on?!" Amanda's frantic voice filled the air as Edward stomped around looking for Adam. "Edward, please, your frightening me?!"

"There you are," Edward muttered in a cold tone. Shaking off the feeling, he was staring at Jason's ghost. Recounting how he would always be woken in the middle of the night, hearing a coin flipping in the air, the presence of another person pacing along the foot of his bed. It had gotten to the point where when he woke up, he was met with the eyes of the man staring back at him. He knew it had to be Adam's doing; it just had to be! "Want to tell me what you think you're doing?" Edward hissed, glaring down at Adam.

"As you can see, little noble, I'm working, unlike you," Adam responded coldly.

"Not that you fool!" Edward took a step back as Adam's magjols filled the area when he glanced up from his work.

"Careful, little noble, your tongue will get your head removed," Adam warned with deathly undertones.

"Dad, you can't speak to..."

"Shut up, Jill, I will speak to this trash how I want!" Edward snapped, causing Jill to recoil at the tone of his voice.

"Edward!" Amanda gasped. "How dare you speak to our daughter like that!" she uttered, aghast at his demeanor.

"You can shut it, too!" Edward barked as the days of little sleep were getting to him. "I know you're sleeping around on me! I know it!"

"Like you and the servants?" Adam's calm voice filled the air causing Edward's head to snap over to him. "What? An arrogant man like you, who has no trouble destroying a family just to get what you want, wouldn't have a problem in screwing around on the woman he forced to carry his own children. Maybe you should think before you accuse anyone of cheating when you can't keep that," pointing at Edward's crotch, "where it belongs, and not in other people's wives."

"I know you destroyed that field; I will prove that you did!" Edward growled as spittle flew from his lips.

"What field? I haven't the slightest idea what you're referring to," Adam mused as he tilted his head to the side, lightly tapping his lips with his finger as if in deep thought. "Nope, don't have a clue,"

"The indigo fields! They're destroyed because of you!"

"Again, haven't the slightest idea of what you're referring to. As you can see, I've been here all day, although it would probably bring me some joy just to see the look on your face when you saw the destruction. Yet, alas, I can't since I was never there," Adam sighed at the missed opportunity.

"I know you had a hand in it! I will prove it!" Edward threatened.

"By all means, little noble, see if your words ring true. Know this, though; I will only put up with so much of your prattling before you find yourself at the wrong end of a duel with me. Do I make myself clear," Adam spoke, his eyes holding his resolve to see Edward lying dead on the dueling grounds.

"You wouldn't dare?!" Edward muttered fearfully, wondering if he said too much, if he allowed his weary mind to lead him astray.

"Do you hear me barging into your home, accusing you of some fiendish plot? Someone that far surpasses your own station. You really didn't think this through, did you, little noble?" Edward nervously looked around, noting the eyes that were on him.

"This isn't over, Adam, you hear me!" Edward threatened as he stalked away.

"I'll be waiting, little noble," Adam taunted before returning to his task.

"Adam, I'm so sorry you had to deal with that?! I don't know what has been happening with him as of late," Amanda sighed, lightly patting her daughter's hand as Jill comforted her. "You okay, honey? You know your father loves you."

"I don't know, Mom, I have never seen Dad like that before," Jill uttered, trying to find a cause for this change in her father.

"Seems the stress of the few holdings going up has put too much on your father; try not to take it so badly," Amanda sighed, lowering herself down onto the patio chair she had delivered sometime last week.

"Mom, what do you mean?" Jill asked, sinking down into her seat,

"Oh, honey, I'm sure you don't want to hear about our troubles," Amanda said, lightly patting her daughter's hand while slyly eyeing Adam. Wondering what his endgame was, praying that he didn't drain their coffers in his quest to destroy Edward. Otherwise, he knew he would have to take them in, something she was sure Adam didn't want.

"Tell me, Mom, I want to help!" Jill said, taking her mother's hand into hers like any good sensible child would do when their parents were facing hardships.

"Your father made some very bad business decisions with some equally bad men, and it seems they are tired of your father not paying them their percentage," Amanda lied, putting on a good show for her daughter. She did hate lying to her, yet she couldn't let Jill in on the real reason it was happening. She promised Adam she would help to bring Edward down, and she would do that. She never wanted Jason to die; she just wanted a better life for her children. Now she had to right the wrong she had brought upon them when she allowed Edward into her life in the one spot that should have remained only for Jason. She couldn't turn back the years and do it all over again. She just hoped she could make up for what she had done to her son and her ex-husband and to his parents if they would ever talk to her again.

"And he's accusing Adam for what he willingly brought on himself?!" Jill uttered in disbelief.

"So it seems, then again, that isn't new for your father. He's always had it out for Adam."

"Why? What could Adam have done that he hates him so much?!" Jill asked, trying to understand. It wasn't lost on her at how Adam was ignoring them.

"Nothing. Just the simple fact that Adam was born a commoner."

"Ugh!" Jill sneered at the backwardness of her father's thinking.

"I know, honey, but your schooling and your brothers will be covered, so you don't have to worry about that..." Looking down when Jill reached forward quickly and took hold of her hands.

"I'm not worried about that, Mom, I'm worried about what he would do to you without Jr. or me there," Jill said in a worrying tone, unsure what her father would do with them all gone and only the two of them in the house.

"Oh, if that happens, your brother has been kind enough to allow us to use this place while your father deals with whatever he has going on behind the scenes. Isn't that right, Adam?" Amanda asked, peering over at him as he was still puttering around in the pond.​