Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 389: A horrible listener.

From the curious look in her eyes, Maureen could see that her niece wanted to try it on, and she was right because Phoebe swung it backwards to drape it over her shoulders in a heartbeat.

It came to Maureen then that Phoebe was a lot like Andre, they rushed into things like idiots without thinking twice. Why the hell would her niece be quick to put on an old seventeenth- or eighteenth-century invisibility cloak without checking it out first?

Where was her sense of danger?

"Do not even think of wearing that thing! Are you just crazy? That cloak has been around for years, centuries in fact which means that we do not know it’s true magic, it looks like a prototype which could malfunction." She paused and took a deep breath to reduce her volume and the alarm in her voice.

As her voice returned to its normal tone she added. "First lesson to learn Pheebs is that you should always be in the know of the kind of magic items that you are dealing with, or you could end up trapped inside one of them." Maureen patted the top of Phoebe’s shoulder. "Baby, you are too new to this, I feel like an infant was suddenly dropped in my hands."

A derisive laugh came from the spirit. "You have no idea how many times that I have told her that but obviously her ears are only for decoration." It spoke in a frustrated voice.

It had Phoebe the curious one and Connie the arrogant one, together they were a pain in the ass. Maureen was yet to understand that training or teaching an overly curious person was not a a stroll in the park. Like a baby, Phoebe wanted to touch, taste or play with whatever she got her hands on.

"Oh come on, you guys make a big deal out of everything. If it is an invisibility cloak like you say then it won’t do anything other than make me disappear and when I take it off, I reappear. This will surely come in handy." came Phoebe’s flippant submission, confirming the spirit’s earlier theory about her ears.

Connie shook her head, personally she was a more calculative risk taker. "It’s clearly worn out, look at the holes in it, either something made them, or the cloak just fell apart but please go ahead and wear it by all means, perhaps you will turn into a toad, and we can all get a good laugh. I have always wondered what that feels like to be an animal." She pulled her shoulders up and down, laughing loudly.

Phoebe pulled her mouth to the side and carefully folded the cloak, returning it back to where she had found it. "It’s not like I know the spell to activate it anyway." Her lips stretched forward to form a dissatisfied frown.

She moved on to the next item, the standing mirror which was whispering in a weird foreign language.

"Okay, is it just me or is this thing talking?" she asked, puzzled.

Just as she stretched her hands to pull a drape away from the mirror, aunt Maureen waved her hands and chanted a quick spell to bind the magic of the items which she had previously lifted.

She was beginning to think that maybe she needed to teach Phoebe a few things first before she truly got herself locked away in something or ended up possessed.

"Dear niece, did you really not understand when I said that with magic items you should trend carefully? You heard a mirror talk gibberish and you just made a dangerous momentous decision to remove drape and talk back to it. I don’t know if I should applaud you for being courageous or if I should slap the back of your head for being a horrible listener." Maureen’s tone came off slightly berating, dealing with Phoebe was going to be a battle of its own.

Flickering her eyes unfazed by her aunt’s berating, Phoebe was even more intrigued, and she wanted to take a look at the mirror. If it tried anything, she would just send it into her space where it would be suppressed.

She cocked her head and lightly touched the drape covering the mirror. "It was really talking, why is that aunt? What kind of mirror is it?" Curiosity lingered in her voice; she was not going to give up until she told her something. "It is better for you to tell me than leave me to my own resources because we both know that I will find a way to activate the mirror on my own."

Aunt Maureen groaned, she was beginning to learn how tenacious her niece was but the spirit which knew that fact answered.

"It is called the Aeloris glass, and it is both good and bad. Good because it was crafted by a sorcerer in the fifteenth century who sought to rid the world of dark creatures. He created a prison world in there, those voices that you heard are of supernatural creatures that were trapped inside.

The bad part is that they continue to live in there without dying and they can seduce humans to release them. Leave the mirror alone, you don’t need it for any reason." The spirit threw Phoebe a warning stare.

Phoebe waved her hand lightly. "I would never be fooled by one of those monsters." Her tone suggested that she was offended that the spirit made her look like an easy target.

She was more alarmed by the fact that they were living with monsters in the house, one mistake and they would all be in danger. Whose bright idea was it to just put the mirror here, why not shatter it or toss it into purgatory?

Maureen had no idea what Phoebe was thinking, and she settled for adding a word of caution to what the Saxon spirit had said.

"You should not be too cocky, ghosts are on the bottom of the supernatural food chain, your expertise only takes you so far. Those things in there could actually seduce you because the strength of your magic is slightly above the red line. Some of the things in there can easily control your mind subconsciously and make you free them without you knowing." Aunt Maureen explained further. "That’s it for today, let’s call it a night or morning." She announced, her leg brushed aside a book that was in her way.

She gestured for Phoebe to leave ahead of her, afraid of what else she might touch if she was left alone down there.

Phoebe yawned loudly as her hands stretched lazily to the heavens. "Goodnight aunt....oh by the way you said nothing about the date, what do you think about Mr. Alton?" Her eyes suddenly struggled to stay open, she rubbed them lightly with her fingers.

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It was weird that a few minutes ago she was wide awake and now she was so sleepy, but she did not even think about it.

Shaking her head, Maureen clicked her tongue continuously, then she let out a deep sigh. "I was actually meaning to talk to you about that, he talked about his dead wife a lot. Never in my life have I seen a man so committed to a woman that is already dead like that, and I don’t know if I am attracted to his faithfulness or weirded out."