Prologue
I watched as my granddaughters each found their binding mate. I was asked to perform their binding ceremonies and to tattoo their runes upon completing the ceremonies as is our tradition. I could see the joy in all of them, but my nightmare still plagued me as I watched Gisla’s jealousy of Astrid grow stronger. The twin flame curse would consume that girl if she didn’t get a handle on her emotions soon.
On that beautiful day I performed the ceremony that bound Brana with Bjorn, Helga with Sven, Marna with Rolo, Astrid with Svitsek, and Gisla with Olaf. After the ceremony and send-off celebration had ended each couple went to their new homes. Their screams of pleasure filled the village, bringing all great hope. Many others did the same within their own homes. Single members even found a slave to enjoy the rewards of sharing our sexual powers.
The village felt full and harmonious for a month. Then Gisla’s jealousy started taking over once more. At first it was snide comments or remarks about Astrid. Then it became small attempts to hurt Astrid. In the end she did the most unforgivable thing that she could think of, she disguised herself using her own magic as Astrid and slept with Svitsek. Astrid walked in on the two of them in her own bed and home. She was crushed. Svitsek pushed Gilsa away as soon as she changed back into herself. Her evil smirk at Astrid’s tears was too much for his heart. Astrid ran into the woods and Svitsek followed her. While I believe that he did not recognize the difference at first, I am certain that he did after a while. He tried desperately to make amends with her. While Gisla was angry that Astrid was showered with concern and she was scorned for her actions, making Gisla more jealous and bitter. After a month, Gisla invited her sisters to tea and to apologize. Trusting that she was sincere, they all attended. Gisla then poisoned each of them. Leaving their new mates devastated. Gisla was heartbroken at her own actions, but before she could take her own life, she was cursed by me. I wanted her to feel this heartbreak over and over until she finally realized that there was never any need for her jealous actions. And to realize just how important her bond with her sisters was. This curse, however, had to include all the mates and the sisters. I knew that they would be upset about reliving their lives over and over, but it was a lesson that our gods had required before they could enter the halls.
I did not see the spell that Asla put upon Floki nor the one that Gertrude had cast to tether him. I knew that those two girls were madly in love with him and would do anything for them. Poor Asla took his rejection the hardest and I knew that she would not hang on for this world, thus I cast a spell to keep her and Floki within the same curse as the original sisters and their mates. I wanted all of them to finally find peace and happiness together.
I did not know who cast the Twin Flame Curse, the Death Walker Curse, the Dragon Curse, nor the Demon Curse. I only knew that my bloodline would be the one to end it. I had seen it in a vision. I sighed as I thought of the tough times ahead. I didn’t know how many years it might take, but the final curse would end with the Soul Jumper who originally started them all.