Divided - Book Five in the Fated Saga

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Divided, Book Five
Fated Saga Fantasy Series
By Rachel Humphrey – D'aigle












Kay Jendaya stepped down a flight of stairs and into her kitchen, where her
husband Milo was sitting near an open window. The aroma of coffee from his mug was
mixing with a twinge of maple wafting in from the trees outside. She set down a
handful of laundry that still needed folding onto the counter. “I just found the oddest
thing in Sebastien's room.”
“What did you find?” Milo asked, setting down his cup.
“I think it’s a letter. To us. I've been in his room a few times. I guess somehow I
missed it.”
Milo squished his face as if to say really? “There's only space for a bed and
dresser...”
“Yes, I know how small the rooms are in this house,” she noted. They were still
living in a hollowed out tree in the northern Maine woods.
“Did you read it?” Milo asked her.
“No. Not yet,” she replied, handing it to him. Her hand shook a little, as if nervous
to open it. It clearly worried her that the letter had suddenly appeared, weeks after
Sebastien's last visit.
“Why would he leave this?” Milo mumbled, at the same time grabbing a knife and
slicing open the envelope. Once open, a maple leaf shook its way out, floating in the
air, activating a message that had been stored within.
Sebastien's voice spoke to them, sounding as though he were standing in the room.
“Mom. Dad. I'm sorry to tell you like this, but it’s the only safe way. First, I love you
both and hope that one day you'll forgive me.” Sebastien’s voice paused for a
moment, sounding as though he were struggling to recite the rest of his message.
When he continued his tone was confident. “I'm really sorry, but I can't do it. I just
don't agree... not with Amelia. Not with you...” Sebastien's voice trailed off.
Milo's heart broke with every word his son spoke, but he held the emotion in, so as
not to panic his wife.
“Is that it?” Kay asked, as if her son could hear her.
Milo glanced at her expressionless face, worried she was not understanding what
Sebastien was telling them. She turned her back, folding her laundry, shoving towels

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into a drawer on the other side of the kitchen.
Milo was about to step toward her when she spun around, biting her lip in an
attempt to stop the tears forming in her eyes.
Sebastien's voice echoed through the room again. “I fully realize what this means,
so I guess I won't be seeing you for awhile... I'm fine. Please don't worry about me,
and please don't be mad.” The message ended and the leaf, which had been floating
in the air, started to drop to the floor.
Kay stared emptily into nothing, her son's words still winding their way towards
comprehension.
Milo reached out and grasped the leaf, calmly walking over to the wood stove,
opening a burner and throwing the leaf into the fire. He watched it burn and then
walked over to Kay, laying his hand on her shoulder. His touch brought her back into
reality.
“He's our son,” she whispered, her eyes swimming in stunned tears.
“Which is why I destroyed it.”
“Someone will find out … and then Amelia will find out … and then we'll never ...”
Milo put his hand gently over her mouth, not allowing to her utter the words he was
also thinking and fearing.
“We will see our son again,” he spoke in a strong whisper. “We go about our
business. We act like we don't know.” He waited until she had nodded in agreement
before dropping his hand.
“Maybe he'll change his mind?” she said, her voice already pleading for that moment
to have happened.
“Maybe he will,” Milo agreed. “Until then, we do everything just as we always have.
Our goals have not changed because of this.”
“No. No, of course not. I still want magic returned... I don't want to live in hiding
anymore. Sebastien will understand