Page 125 of The Chosen One Universe: Volume One

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“It does,” Draco said. “Did you ever see visions of the other guardians?”

“No,” Henry said. “I tend to see places. At least for now. I saw visions of people when I was younger, though. I mean, I knew someone was coming before Andvari and Eduard showed up at home, but I didn’t know who. Why, is that important?”

“I saw this place, too,” Draco said. “That’s why I’m here. I bought the house across the street years ago because I saw it in a dream and knew I was supposed to be there.”

“And Andvari and I knew we had to go to your father’s clinic,” Eduard said. “We both saw it in a dream as well.”

“So your dreams are talking to you?” Sawyer asked.

“It seems that way,” Henry said. “The pieces are beginning to move on the chess board at any rate. I wonder if we would ever see you in a dream, Sawyer, or if your ability makes that impossible.”

“Oh, you can dream about me as much as you want,” Sawyer said with a wink.

Henry cackled and leaned against him. “That’s perfect,” he said as he laughed. “So perfect.”

“So what was your vision about last night?” Sawyer asked.

Henry shrugged and grabbed another piece of bacon. “I’m not sure. Sometimes they’re really clear and other times they’re more hazy and it takes a while for me to figure them out. I mean, this house came to me over months. Eduard has been working with me since— how long have we been together?”

“Eight months,” Eduard answered. “Henry knew the place right away and I was able to make arrangements to purchase the property on the Chosen One’s behalf. Then we went about turning his visions of the house into reality.”

“Whoa. Eight months.” Sawyer looked over at Draco again. “And you’ve been here for about eight years now.”

“Yeah,” Henry said. “So we really have no clue exactly how long it’s going to be for us to find the Chosen One. But hey, if we went from Draco arriving eight years ago to us finding out eight months ago, maybe the rest will arrive in eight days?”

“It is possible,” Eduard said. “However unlikely. Nothing will surprise me at this point.”

“Is the eight significant in some way?” Sawyer asked.

Henry froze, then looked over at him. “Uh, yeah actually it is.”

Eduard paused as well, turning to look at Henry. “There are eight guardians.”

“You think that’s just a coincidence?” Sawyer glanced back and forth between them, waiting to be enlightened.

“It could be. Then again, it might just be the right timing. I’ll pay more attention now and see if I see other significant eights,” Henry said. “And as to your staff, Eduard, I don’t see why you can’t bring them here, at least until the Chosen One arrives. I mean, we all serve his or her needs, right? So I mean, technically, the staff would belong to them?”

Eduard nodded. “Until then, I would happily turn over the household management duties to someone else so I can return to my own responsibilities.”

“Man, this is crazy,” Sawyer said. “It’s so hurry up and wait. And you have no idea who this chosen person is or when they’re coming. You just have to wait on them?”

“Yes,” Eduard said.

“But in the meantime,” Henry said, “why don’t we do some research on nulls? I’ve not come across someone like you before so I’m curious. I had a bunch of books delivered here so you can help me unpack and research.”

“I can do that, but I’ve got to finish some school work tonight. I’m finishing up my final semester now.”

Draco huffed beside him, drawing Henry’s attention.

“What was that noise for?”

“Eight days left, as of yesterday.” Draco said. “He’ll be done a week from today.”

“Oh man,” Henry said. “That’s gotta be important. This is crazy.”

“I think…” Eduard began. He paused for a long moment, looking at all of them before he turned to Sawyer. “I think this proves that Sawyer is important to us, to what we are doing here.”

Draco reached out and grabbed Sawyer’s hand before reeling him into a tight hug. Henry couldn’t help the quiet sigh of envy that escaped. He’d prepared for a long time for whatever was coming, but even though he was surrounded by people, he’d never felt quite so alone.