Cravings

Soul transfer

"Queen Acqueline, please come lie here." The witch gestured to a stone stand the height and size of the casket, and queen Acqueline strode over without reluctance and laid on the stand, facing upwards like her mother. The stand was build very close to the casket, with a stretch of her arm, she could caress her mother's lurid face or hold her icy, rigid hand.

"Your higness, do you need me to remind you what I plan on doing to revive your mother?" That was a question Acqueline was grateful she had asked, because she still did not quite comprehend what the ritual was going to entail and how the desired result was going to be achieved.

She nodded her head, "Yes, I still do not understand the role I am to play."

"When queen Thiana died her soul… her immortal soul left her body and ventured into different beings and gave them life over the century. Locating the individual who shelters her soul was the most challenging task I have ever been presented with, but after almost eight decades, I have managed to find that individual. Queen Acqueline's soul has given life to a woman who lives in human territory called Chicago city. I know that is a far cry from home, but if the ritual goes according to plan, which I am hopeful will be the case, her soul will leave the human's body and return to hers and thus she will live again. To achieve this, I am going to need a lot of energy, and since I cannot use the energy of her death because she died too long ago and it has faded, I will use the energy of the inseparable, robust bond you share to lure her soul back to its rightful owner and complete the spell. Not much is expected from you, your highness, you just need to banish any negative energy from your spirit and chant the intention while I go through the spell." She explained, which sounded fictitious to her, like a folk tale, but she did not question because she was no witch, she knew nothing about magic.