CHAPTER 124: THE WITCH’S PROPOSAL

POV

The world burst around me as reality cracked like broken glass. One second I was standing in my kitchen making tea, the next I was falling through a void filled with screaming shadows and twisted light. My witch senses kicked in as I threw up a protection spell, but the magic felt wrong here - weak and unstable.

I landed hard on what felt like solid ground, though I couldn’t see anything in the whirling darkness. Pain shot through my shoulder as I rolled to my feet, looking for any sign of where I was or what had happened.

"Sage!" a familiar voice called out. Prince Ash materialized from the shadows, his fae power creating a small bubble of silver light around us. Behind him, I could make out the shapes of others - Caleb, Dmitri, Elder Iris, and in the middle, a girl who flickered like a broken television.

Lily Carter. The one causing all this chaos.

"What happened?" I ordered, reaching out with my witch senses to understand the magical disaster surrounding us. What I felt made my blood run cold. "We’re between worlds. How is that even possible?"

"The Void King," Ash said grimly. "He tricked us all. Everything we tried to help Lily only made her more unstable. Now we’re stuck in the space between worlds."

I studied Lily carefully, using the magical sight my grandma had taught me. The girl was a mess of swirling energies, linked to multiple realities at once. Every few seconds, parts of her would fade away, then snap back into focus. It was like watching someone being torn apart and put back together over and over.

"How long has she been like this?" I asked.

"Days," Caleb answered, his voice breaking. "We can’t touch her. Every time we try, our hands go right through her."

That’s when I understood the real trouble. Lily wasn’t just stuck between worlds - she was losing her link to any single reality. Soon, she would fade away totally, becoming nothing more than a ghost drifting through the void forever.

"I can help her," I said, pulling my spell bag from my pocket. Thankfully, it had made the trip with me. "But you’re not going to like my solution."

Hope sparked in Caleb’s eyes. "Tell us."

I began pulling things from my bag - crystals, herbs, a small silver knife. "Dimensional displacement like this happens when someone loses their connection to reality. Usually, that anchor is an emotional link strong enough to tie them to one world."

"Like love?" Elder Iris asked.

"Exactly," I nodded. "But here’s the trouble. Lily’s been through so much trauma that her emotional ties are shattered. The love she felt for all of you has been damaged by fear, confusion, and pain."

Dmitri stepped forward, his vampire features sharp with worry. "Then we remind her. We tell her how much she means to us."

I shook my head sadly. "It doesn’t work that way. The feeling has to be pure, untouched by doubt or fear. Think about it - every relationship she has now is complicated by what’s happened. Caleb feels bad for not protecting her. You all feel responsible for her situation. That guilt corrupts the emotional link."

The group fell silent as my words sank in.

"So what do you suggest?" Ash asked quietly.

This was the part I feared. "There is one type of emotional link strong enough to anchor someone across dimensions. But it takes a sacrifice none of you can make."

"What kind of sacrifice?" Caleb demanded.

I met his eyes directly. "Complete emotional replacement. Someone would have to give up their own emotional ties - to family, friends, everything they love - and transfer all of that feeling to Lily. It would make an anchor powerful enough to pull her back to our reality."

The quiet stretched like a physical thing.

"But whoever does it," I added, "would lose the ability to feel love for anyone else. Ever. They would become emotionally bound to Lily alone, unable to make new connections or maintain old ones. It’s like having your heart rebuilt to only beat for one person."

Caleb stepped forward instantly. "I’ll do it."

"No," I said strongly. "It can’t be you. The spell needs someone whose emotional connection to Lily is strong but uncomplicated. Your love for her is tangled up with sorrow, fear, and the mate bond. It won’t work."

I looked around the group, using my witch sight to study their emotional connections to Lily. Dmitri’s feelings were mixed with protective reflexes and vampire possessiveness. Elder Iris loved her like a granddaughter, but that love was colored by worry and sorrow. Ash barely knew her at all.

None of them would work.

"Then who?" Caleb asked desperately.

That’s when I realized the horrible truth. "Me."

Everyone stared at me in shock.

"You barely know her," Ash argued.

"That’s exactly why it has to be me," I explained, my voice calm despite the fear growing in my chest. "My feelings for Lily are pure. I care about her because she’s a young woman in trouble, not because of any complicated past. I want to help her simply because it’s the right thing to do. That’s the kind of emotional link the spell needs."

"But you said whoever does it loses everything else," Elder Iris whispered.

I nodded, thinking of my sister waiting for me at home, my coven that counted on me, the life I’d built. "I would lose the ability to love my family, my friends, anyone except Lily. I’d become basically emotionally dead to the rest of the world."

"We can’t ask you to do that," Caleb said.

"You’re not asking," I answered, already starting to arrange my spell components. "I’m choosing."

The truth was, I’d made this choice the moment I understood what was needed. Some compromises were too important to avoid, even when they cost everything.

But as I began to cast the bond spell, something terrible happened. The void around us shook, and a voice like dying stars filled the darkness.

"How touching," the Void King’s voice repeated. "The little witch thinks she can save the day. But you’ve forgotten something important."

Ice formed in my veins as I understood what he meant.

"The spell requires the subject’s consent," I whispered. "Lily has to agree to be saved."

Through the whirling chaos, Lily’s flickering form turned toward us. When she spoke, her voice held the weight of someone who had given up all hope.

"What if I don’t want to be saved?"