Chapter 62 Your Life Is Mine

"Just because everyone does something doesn't make it right. If jumping off a bridge was something everyone was doing, would you also do that? Or might you question why they are doing it and try to find a better way to get to the river?" I asked, and both women went quiet, and I sighed, lifting my arms and gathering Pure Magic.

I could complain till the cows came home, but that would get this shop cleaned, so I started to grab things with magic. The parts in the shop started to glow white and slowly lifted into the air as I took stock of the shop and its storage.

Parts started to fly around to places that I directed, and slowly I was able to walk forward. Cogs, gears, tubes, and other parts flew around in what seemed to be a storm of parts, but they settled into places.

Once the parts were all in place, I collected all the garbage into the center. Then I converted some Pure Magic into Fire, burning it all in a puff of smoke.

Next, I grabbed Wispy and Gwenth with magic and pulled them to the center with me as the Pure Magic converted into Wind. Dust, dirt, and smoke were whipped in a frenzy and then blew out of the shop in a cloud.

"What are you?! A goddess?!" Wispy asked me with shock as she looked around the clean and organized shop.

"W-W-W… What did you do?! How is my shop so clean!? Where did you put everything?!" Gwenth asked as she looked around.

"I put things away and cleaned up in here. This place better not get like that again!" I growled, and Gwenth nodded.

"I will try to keep it this way, but I don't think it looked this nice when I moved in here!" Gwenth exclaimed.

"Is that what that room is over there? What does it look like in there? Do I even want to know?" I asked, but Gwenth put her hands up.

"No, No, No! Don't go to my room! That is private! I have… things in there!" Gwenth complained, but that only intrigued me more.

"Are you sure? I might as well clean it up while I am here, right?" I said, but Gwenth shook her head.

"I will clean it! I promise!" Gwenth declared, and I nodded.

"Fine, but I expect to see it tomorrow. I will stop by around this time, so it gives you lots of time to clean. Now, are you going to show me what you are working on?" I asked, but Gwenth looked over at Wispy.

"First, we need to deal with this one. She is a spy after all. How did you know that she was a spy?" Gwenth asked, looking up at me, and I grinned.

I don't know why, but I was fascinated with spies and enjoyed thinking about them. When I did, small bits and pieces of knowledge about being a spy would pop into my head.

"She is wearing color patterns I haven't seen around town, albeit I haven't been here long. The other thing is that she smelt like the ocean, meaning she just got off a boat. The last thing was that she asked me if I was lost, which was only strange when I lifted her up and smelt the saltwater on her. There was also the fact that she has more of an accent than you do," I explained, and both women looked shocked.

"How are you so observant?" Gwenth asked.

"Who knows, but now I found her. What are we supposed to do? Kick her back out on the streets?" I asked, and Wispy flinched back.

"I don't have room for her here, and I don't trust her around my inventions. Whether she is a spy or not anymore, I don't know. She could just as easily be sent by someone in my family or the competing family to try and get info about what I am working on," Gwenth explained, and I nodded.

"Well, I need to talk to Gwenth, so you are going to have to go wait outside for now," I said, turning to Wispy.

"Are you kidding me, Gwen?! You are just going to kick me to the streets?!" Wispy cried out.

"I didn't tell you to come here, and you made your bed when you decided to become a spy. I told you this would happen, but you knew everything and joined anyway. Now I can't trust you, even if I wanted to. You did this to yourself!" Gwenth almost screamed, making Wispy flinch back.

"But… no one wants me… what am I supposed to do?" Wispy asked with tears in her eyes, but Gwenth turned away from her with crossed arms.

"I don't know. You really should have thought about all this like I told you ten years ago! You are not my friend anymore. You are a spy!" Gwenth said without turning back.

"But…" Wispy tried to say, and Gwenth tried to whirl around, but I stopped her.

"Wispy, go outside and wait for me. When I am done here, I will see what I can do for you, but you are very likely not to like it. Since I caught you, according to Gwenth, your life is mine, right?" I asked, and Wispy's eyes went big.

"Umm, yes, that is how it works, but what will you do with me?" Wispy asked in an uneasy voice.

"Don't worry about it, just go outside and wait," I instructed, and Wispy turned and left the shop with her head down.

"What are you going to do with her? You can't trust her," Gwenth stated, and I nodded.

"I will link her to me for now, and then she can work in the manor while I am here with my other charge. She won't be able to report anything, or she will kill herself. I don't take these things lightly, but I also can't let her stay homeless now that she is in my care," I explained, and Gwenth sighed.

"I guess that is the best thing for her. I wish that I could help her, but what I am working on is too important. It will make it even more important if what you say is true about your knowledge about boomsticks," Gwenth said, and I nodded.

"Yes, let us get going with this!" I cheered, trying to bring out the mood.