Free Trefoil by M C Moore

Finally Kellan joined in and it felt as if a low voltage of electricity was flowing through their bodies in a circle. 
    Then with a jolt, Kellan began to shrink back down to her normal size.  She slowly returned to her normal self and the group dropped their hands.  Everyone was exhausted. 
    Isabel was excited.  She didn't seem exhausted, she seemed rejuvenated.
    "That was fantastic.  You guys are so much more powerful than I thought.  Kellan you seem to have a very special gift.  I've only heard of one fairy that could ever ar fheabhas fás colainn , King Treigold.  You are truly the progeny of the King." 
    "So all you have to do is get me really angry like the Hulk."  Kellan said in a huff.  "Kellan grow big."  She said mockingly.  "I guess I should be glad I didn't turn green."
    Taggart laughed, "You were a little red in the face though."
    "I'm glad I could amuse you."  Kellan laughed, though tears still stained her cheeks.
    The mood seemed to lighten.  Meckenzie wondered if the spell had worked on all of their moods.  She had a sense of well-being that everything was just alright.
    Isabel sat on the wall of the fountain and watched the triplets closely.  They had done something amazing.  They had cast a spell so effective that it had returned Kellan to her normal state without taking hours.  It would have taken Isabel and several other fairies hours to effect any change in Kellan.  The power in these three was so great that they could perform great feats, if she could just get them focused and on the right track.
    "You three are very powerful.  That spell should not have worked so fast.  It is a sign of your power that it only took minutes.  I believe with a little training you will be great and powerful Fae rulers."
    The trips looked at her confused.  Rulers?   Were they intended to rule Aquinas?
    "Rulers?" Meckenzie was confused. 
    "Of course, you are the heir's to the throne.  Your mother rules Aquinas now.  You will obviously rule the kingdom, you are the Trefoil.  With your power you will free all the kingdoms and unite them again to be ruled peacefully."  Isabel was obviously as happy as a kitten.  She seemed to not see the problem with this scenario.  In order for them to rule, they had to leave their home and they had to fight a war.  They had to win, yet none of them had been trained to fight or trained to rule. 
    Isabel stood and began organizing the materials that she had brought downstairs with her. 
    "We will start by casting a protection spell for the house.  It will work like a smoke detector.  When someone enters the house that means you harm it will sound a warning buzz.  Anyone with enough Fae blood will be able to feel the buzz, so we will need to warn your father about them.”  Isabel started piling some shiny black stones in front of the trips.  “We will need to place these throughout the house next to doors and ground floor windows.  But first we have to cast the spell on them."
    Meckenzie picked up one of the shiny black stones that Isabel had placed in front of her.  They were round, smooth, and black.  She thought they might be obsidian. 
    "Is this obsidian?"
    Isabel smiled, "No, they are the hearts of gnomes. Gnomes are the guardians of the passages between lands.  It is considered an honor among the gnomes to have you heart taken after death.  If the heart is pure, it is the best stone for protection."
    Meckenzie dropped the stone.  It landed on the floor with a ping like it was hollow.
    Isabel cried out, "Careful!  They are very rare.  We would be at a loss if we broke one."
    Taggart picked up the gnome heart and placed it on the top of the stack of hearts. 
    "Taggart, place the hearts in three triangles with their points touching, it should look somewhat like a clover.  Meckenzie take this powder and draw a circle around the hearts.  Kellan, drink this tea; you are probably drained from the change and the spell casting.  Don't worry it's