*Vienna's P.O.V.*
Horror was written on everyone's faces as the king died with his eyes open. I, for one, couldn't believe what just happened. Plus, the weight of my brother's words pushed down on me and I simply don't know what to say.
"Gibson..." Marcos trailed.
"I-" Gibson, clearly doesn't know what to say as well. 
As for me, nothing happened to me. I'm still a ghost. And if Voughn holds my soul, I don't know what would become of me now that he's dead.
"I didn't mean to do it." Gibson finally said.
"No, that's not what I was about to say. But, how did you do it?" Marcos asked.
"Do what exactly?" Gibson countered. Of course he doesn't know what my brother is talking about. I didn't know either.
"The sword was blazing. Its mahika, not its sharpness killed my father." Marcos explained.
Gibson was pretty much confused. I wanted to say, I am here, but they can't see me nor can they hear me. I tried knocking on Marcos' mind to somehow communicate but I can't. I can only do it with Gibson.
"Voughn!" Teressa suddenly appeared from a portal and is now weeping as she held her husband's lifeless body. The sorrow in her cries made me look away. This is why I hate deaths.
"Mom..." Marcos said.
"You traitors! You! All of you! How dare you revolt against your father! And Marcos! Oh Marcos..." I saw Marcos hold his mother, Molly weeping by her as well as Aurora. Was this really what I wanted? It was I who had started this. I knew it was I. All the destruction, all the loss, death and chaos was because of my ambitions. Ambitions of, peace...
But is this tranquility? Everybody stopped fighting and as Marcos stood up, they all bowed. In respect to the new witch king.
"We have to bring him back to Donegal. And Gibson, go see how Vienna is doing, Aurora go with him." he barked out orders and everybody followed him. As much as I would like to see them back at Donegal and how the people there would react at the news, I had to make sure my body is doing good. So I walked back to the chaotic house.
"Nothing happened to her." it was mom who greeted us. When I saw her well now, I ran to her and was about to give her a hug but of course I just past her.
"Voughn has her soul, but somehow she's still breathing even if he already died." Aurora said.
"What if it's not Voughn who's got her soul?" Gibson asked, sitting at the edge of the bed, holding my hand with an apologetic look.
"He's the only one who can do that." Aurora answered.
"What if, she managed to escape?" of course Casper! I really like the way you think!
"Is there a way to escape that spell though?" that was Divine. I do wonder where the others went.
The people on the room looked at each other.
"Not that I know of, but we can't really underestimate Vienna and her abilities. If she has gotten out, I hope she's gonna give us a sign." Aurora reasoned.
"But I'm right here, you just can't see me, you can't hear me and I can't reach out to you." I said, not that those words would be of significance.
"I thought I felt her. But I'm not sure." Gibson said.
"Maybe, but right now, come with me in my place , we would be safer there." Aurora said.
"And I'll stay here to tend to the injured." mom said.
"I'll help you." Casper offered.
"And I'll stay by you." Divine said.
"Okay then, the rest of us is coming with you." Gibson said as he easily picked up my unconscious body and carried it bridal style.
"I think the car we used to get here is still useful." Cathy said. So they walked towards it and I had to trail behind.
Aurora drove, Cathy sat on the front while Gibson and Cassy sat on the back with my unconscious body. I decided to squish in cause they won't notice me anyway and just sat on the floor. I remembered Marcos and I walking our way towards Aurora's house on the path by the woods. But now, we took a different route that passes through a proper road and about twenty minutes we reached our destination. By then dawn has come but the trees covered the brightened sky so it's still pretty dark down here.
They all went inside and decided to take a rest after that tiring battle.  I followed Gibson on one of the underground rooms and sat on the bed where he gently laid my body.
"Hey babe. I'm sorry." he mumbled. I really don't know what he's sorry about. But he seems really sorry. Maybe it's about the fight and all.
"I don't want to be selfish, but I also don't want to loose you. Please wake up. I have a lot to apologize about."
"Oh Gibson, I'm right here." I said. Not that he can hear me, but I don't know.
His eyes darted everywhere in the room, as if searching for something and finally rested on my sleeping figure. He sighed and lied down beside me, well the visible me. And here I am just watching everything. I really don't want to disrupt his tired self.
I sighed. Contemplating on trying to get back to my body and trying to cry because I feel so helpless, I decided to do the former. I laid inline with my body and closed my eyes. Remembering how I got out of that nothingness, I willed myself to fuse in to my body.
Trust me, I don't even know if what I'm doing actually makes sense but I can't feel anything at all. I opened my eyes and slowly got up, looked back and was disappointed to see that I'm still not inside my body. I tried for like a hundred times only to fail as much.
This starts to get really frustrating for me. I want to cry. Maybe I'm already crying but, as a spirit or well, a ghost, I can't feel the tears falling. A witch princess I've become! I want to throw a tantrum but that wouldn't really be helpful right now. I just sat down at the foot of the bed until Gibson stirred in the bed and finally woke up.
It was about noon when I followed him upstairs to where the others are. They have books scattered everywhere, probably searching for a way to bring me back. I can only hope they'll find one. Or else, I don't know what little ghost me would do.
"Gibson, want some burger?" Cassy asked, offering one to him.
"Thanks." he replied, taking a bite of the burger and sitting down on the floor where the books are scattered.
"We found this thin journal about coeatalus, the state where Vienna is right now. But all that's written here only talks about how it's done and how to reverse it with both the doer and the victim, alive." Aurora said defeated.
"This is all my fault." Gibson said with his head bowed low.
"It isn't..." I whispered, not knowing if he can hear me, as I walked behind him, wanting to hold him but I can't. Technically, I willed him to do that, it was my abilities that caused my own doom. I won't blame any other.
"No dear, don't say that. By doing what you did, you saved Marcos and won the fight for us. If ever we won't find a way to bring Vienna back, I'm sure she'll be very proud of what you did." Aurora said.
She's right. I guess, nothing more would be important for me than knowing that we got the vengeance we wanted. And the witches are in a new era, a new and just leader such as Marcos. I guess that would matter most than my life.
"Aurora, it just defeated our purpose in starting this war in the first place! We wanted her soul back and I jeopardized it!" he is really frustrated now. I mean, who wouldn't be, in his situation and I just have to watch, helplessly.
"Oh hush now dear." Cathy said, wrapping her arms around him in a motherly embrace. I never knew I could cause so much trouble like this one. I've always wanted to help, but now they're the one's helping me. I always hated the thought of death yet, it's somehow nearing me. It's so hypocritical how I could risk so much to save someone's life and now, I wouldn't really want the people I care the most, do the same for me. I don't want to be a burden.
"I could try, asking the moon goddess for her blessings. For a vision or anything that could help us." Aurora suggested.
"Please do that." Gibson said. I can only hope that, that would work.
"Hey baby. I don't know what to do now. You always know what to do. You always make the plans and they always work babe. And I-" Gibson said as he sat beside the bed, holding my hand.
"I'm right here." I spoke. I do believe he can hear me. I can access his mind unlike the others. I can reach out to him.
"But that's just in my head." he muttered. Probably not believing what he's hearing.
"Technically, because you're the only one I can reach out to. I know you can hear me Gibs. Please believe me." I said, pleading.
His eyes roamed everywhere again, searching, thinking he's lost his mind.
"V-Vienna?" he stuttered.
"Yeah, it's me. You can't see me but you can hear me. And you're not crazy." I stated, hoping he would truly consider this real, no matter how spooky it is.
"Where are you?"
"I'm right here in front of you."
He blinked and rubbed his eyes then held his head. "You're just in my head!"
"No baby, please, listen to me. I'm right here, I can prove it."
"Then please prove it."
"Rub your palms together." we did it at the same time. "Stop and hold up your right palm." we did it together and fire, surrounded by a protective layer of air appeared on both our palms. His eyes widened.
"You are here. It was not just adrenaline. What I felt a few hours ago." he finally said. Convicted by what just happened.
"Yes baby, I fought with you. I'm with you."
"Oh Vienna... But how?"
"I don't even know Gibs, I found myself in a place of vacuum. And willed myself to wake up from such deception. And I woke up as a ghost. But I can communicate with you and only you."
I know he doesn't quite understand, that's alright, I don't too.
"We have to tell Aurora about this."
"That's exactly what I want to tell you."
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