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“Only ever you and your brothers?”
“Before our time, long, long ago, others like my father roamed this plane. But they retired back to their home many millennia ago. My father alone stayed, stealing the spark from the realm we call the Great Hall in order to fashion us, his children, that he might rule this world.”
“So what is this threat my granddaughter speaks of? Tell me true.”
“That I do not know. But if it is any apocalypse, who better to meet it than with the Horsemen by your side?”
“And the world to reshape as I will it in the aftermath,” Vlad grins, finally handing me the precious goblet of red.
I nod my head to him. “I care nothing for kingdoms,” I say. “All I want is my parasite gone and a quiet corner to retire with my woman.”
“Then we have an agreement, friend.” The last word sounds dangerous on his tongue but I don’t care. I’ve made plenty more dangerous alliances in my long life, and never with as much potential as this.
I take the glass and raise it in a toast. “To our glorious future, friend.”
He smiles, blood from his previous meal still coating his teeth. “Now, tell me in detail what you and each of your brothers can do.”
I close my eyes, tip my head back, and down the thick goblet of his blood. And then I begin telling him all he wants to know.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
LAUREN
I was sad to wake up alone this morning but decided that was selfish, considering where we are. I mean, there are issues of global significance going on. I do realize that even though I’m so wrapped up in my own personal relationship drama.
It’s just so easy to get lost in it all when every time Remus or Romulus walks in the door, so entirely swoonworthy. And I’m not usually a girl who swoons. Seriously. But I’ve never been around a man who seems so intent on me, my feelings, my well-being, my— Well, I’ve never had anyone in a relationship actually pay me enough attention beyond how often they could get me compliant enough to use my body as a wet hole for their dick. Oh, and the last one really liked it when I cooked.
So, to have this kind of attention from not just one man but two—
I don’t know if it’s fair to ask what I want to ask of Remus. But I just see so many possibilities of all of us living together happily. When I peeked my head out of my room earlier, Kharon was there to assure me that Romulus was in a meeting and would be back soon. When I asked after Ksenia and the baby, he said they were well, and that they’d named the baby Luna.
And now I’m sitting here unsure if I’m hoping it will be Romulus or Remus who walks in the door. Which feels majorly messed up and confusing. From everything everyone says of Remus, he can be stubborn. But the man I know seems completely reasonable, and I’m sure if I can just talk it through with him. . .
I bite my bottom lip and play with the powdered sugar banana on my plate leftover from my breakfast crepes. For a place where they theoretically don’t eat food, the breakfast was really spectacular. Do they bring in human servants? Do they. . . uh. . . feed on the same servants? How does the whole vampire thing actually work, like in reality? I shake my head, barely able to believe I’m even contemplating the practicalities of a day in the life of a vampire.
Apparently, they don’t sleep all day or burn in the sunlight. They welcomed us out in the open yesterday. What else has the common lore gotten wrong?
I startle and almost upend the plate on my lap when the door suddenly opens.
It’s Remus’s wide, mischievous grin that greets me as he steps inside, his wings brushing against the doorway as he comes in. I’m glad at the rush of relief I feel when I see him. I wasn’t even sure who I was hoping for until right at this moment. I set the plate aside, jump off the bed, and run up to him, flinging my arms around his neck.
“Baby!” I say excitedly. “It’s so good to see you! How did the meetings go?”
His strong arms come around my waist, lifting me off my feet a little, which makes me so warm with happiness that, in spite of our circumstances, I can’t help giggling a little. God, this man makes me giddy.
“You glad it’s me?” he whispers in my ear.
I pull out of his arms and bang him on the shoulder. “Of course I am.” I roll my eyes.
His grin gets wider.
“How did everything go?” I ask again. “Is it all stable out there? The world’s not coming to an end or anything?”
He waves a hand. “Nothing for you to worry about.”
I frown a little, but then he pulls me back into his arms and kisses my neck sensuously. I melt against him. I guess if they needed him on some sort of mission or something, he wouldn’t be in here necking me. I sigh, my whole body liquifying against his. God, how does he do this to me?
At the same time, the excitement zinging through my body makes other ideas start to pop up.
