Vampires Realm Prophecy 01 - Child of Light
hedges below the balcony.
She was right. He was treating Prophecy as though she was a child and he knew it was wrong of him.
“I cannot help it,” he muttered. “I do not know why I do it.”
He gave her an apologetic look and she smiled at him.
“I know.”
He ignored her comment and returned to staring out over the garden.
“It is not the only thing that is bothering you, is it?” she said and he shook his head.
“I saw things in her blood. There was a fierce battle and something else... she is young... I think her mind has been tampered with by her family. They have kept her locked inside their mansion and the prophecy is not the only reason for that. I need to know why she cannot remember anything about her past.”
Mia’s delicate eyebrows knitted into a frown. “It is concerning that you can see the future in her blood. Are you sure it was that which you saw?”
He nodded. “She showed me more. On the train here, she let me see a vision that had come to her while she slept. I felt it all, Mia, every last action I made. It was as though I was there.”
“What was it?” she asked and then raised her hand in a gesture of dismissal when he averted his eyes. “No need for details, young Valentine. Your looks tell me more than words could ever say. So her blood holds visions of the future and they are manifesting themselves in her dreams. Is there anything else about her that you need to tell me?”
He hesitated for a moment and then reminded himself that Mia had earned his trust many times over. He knew that she would never divulge any of the information he was about to give her. She would never side with their enemy. She had dissolved her ties to the vampire world when she’d mated with Dmitri.
“You have seen the stars on her?” he said, seeing in her eyes that she had and she wanted to know what they were about. “Prophecy’s blood carries strength, and something else, something which no other vampire has.”
Mia stepped towards him, her eyes searching his as though they would show her what it was he was about to tell her.
“She carries magic.”
Her brows rose into a stunned look. She blinked once, twice and then frowned.
“Magic?”
“Magic,” he confirmed it for her.
She leaned against the wall and stared out into the darkness. “How? No vampire can carry magic. It does not like demons. You have seen the magic?”
“She has used it to save my life and she has used it to heal me. She has an amulet that the Three of Paris gave to her. Apparently, it was her mother’s.”
Mia looked even more curious. He had known the moment that Prophecy had discovered her abilities that Mia would love unlocking the secret behind them. She had always enjoyed honing her skills in mind reading and regression. It was rare that a vampire be born with the abilities she had, so rare that her family had attempted to use them to their advantage. They had wanted to offer Russian royalty the chance to secure their future in exchange for power and wealth. They had wanted her to claim a human and share her abilities with them through the exchange of blood. He could still remember the scandal it had caused when the other bloodlines had discovered the plot. The Law Keepers had been swift in their justice. Mia had disappeared into the night and the arms of her illicit lover, Dmitri.
“We must look into her mind and her past. I will help you,” Mia said.
“It would help her more than me. She needs to know her past.” He took hold of her hand and pressed a kiss to it in an offer of gratitude.
She smiled and turned towards the door. “Go and attend to your lady. She will be waiting for you. Bring her to the drawing room.”
He shook his head and smiled. He hated how Mia could read him like a book. He knew that she would have told Prophecy some things about him that he would have rather told her himself, but she wouldn’t overstep the mark and reveal his deepest feelings. She would leave that to him. She had great interest in matters of the heart, especially when they went against the law like her relationship did and especially when they concerned someone that she liked.
He was glad that she liked Prophecy.
He just hoped she could give her some answers.
Chapter 30
Prophecy tried not to stare but it seemed impossible. She cursed her eyes when they wandered back to the hulking mass of man standing opposite her drinking what smelt like a glass of wine rather than blood. She supposed that
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