All Chapters of Purpel and Ash / Forbidden Love : Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

The fall in the valley of the Efeu became cooler and more colourful. The leaves of the wild Trees glowed in gold and red, and in the morning there was already a fine roughness on the Grass. Marcus knew they had to seriously prepare for winter. In these heights could be bitterly cold, and they could not risk Valeria fror. “We still have about six to seven weeks before the first correct snow arrives,” he said one morning at breakfast. “That’s enough when we all work together.” Livia nodded. “Then we start today.” The next few weeks became more intense, but happy work. Marcus rose every day at sunrise. He chopped wood in large quantities, stacked it carefully under a covered front and built additional Wood shops for the windows. He repaired the roof once again, dense all the cracks with clay and moss and built a small but efficient smoke removal for the Fireplace. Valeria helped with fire jealous – mostly by making “magic” on the woodsheite and caused small golden sparks t

The winter was long and hard, but when spring finally came, he did it with such a splendour that it felt like a gift from the gods themselves. The valley of the Efeu literally exploded in colors. The wild flowers blooming in bright yellow, pink and violet, the olive trees wore delicate new leaves, and the brook returned fresh, clear melting water. The air smelled for life, after Hope and new beginning. Valeria Aurelia Luna was four years old. She wasn't a toddler anymore. She was a raised, brave girl with long, wild black curls that stretched her to the middle of the back, and eyes that ever changed to the mood between radiant gold and deep blue. Your magic had developed strongly this winter – not wild and uncontrolled as before, but more conscious, finer, almost playful. On a warm spring day the family sat on the flowering meadow in front of the cottage. Valeria stood there concentrated, the little hands stretched out. before her several small purple light balls that g

The summer reached its peak. The air was heavy from honey fragrance and mature Fruits for days and golden.Valeria Aurelia Luna had become even more confident in the last few weeks. You has been able to weave small protective spells that lasted several hours, and their purple light balls no longer danced chaotic, but followed their thoughts with elegant precision.This afternoon she practiced on the large meadow. Marcus stood a little off and watched her proud, while Livia sat in the shade and sorted herbs.“Look, Dad!” Valeria called. She stretched both hands. A large purple Dome was created around them, stable and clear. It danced golden sparks – a perfect mix of the magic of her parents.“Unbelievable,” Marcus murmured. “It will be stronger than the two of us.”Livia smiled, but remained a quiet discomfort. “She is still a child. We must do not demand too early.”Suddenly Valeria died. The dome flickered and broke together. The Little Girls turned around and stared towards

The slate hut high in the mountains offered only temporary protection. The Winter already approached for the second time, and Marcus knew that she was not yet another hard winters could survive here – not with a four-year-old child who slowly became bigger and stronger, but also asked more and more questions.One evening after Valeria was asleep, Marcus and Livia sat long before the little fire.“I can’t go any further,” Livia said quietly. Your voice was exhausted, but determined. “Not for them. It deserves more than constant escape and fear.”Marcus stared in the flames. “I know. But when we put ourselves...”“We don’t stand,” Livia interrupted him. “But we can send someone. Someone we trust.”Marcus looked at her. ‘Lucius’;Livia nodded. “He has helped us before. If someone has influence in the Senate and at the same time understanding for us, then he. Maybe he can make a sort of deal to reach. An amnesty. Or at least that they leave us alone.”Marcus kept silent. Then he s