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“You can only do so much, things will change over time Silas, it doesn’t have to be right away. Look at what we have already accomplished in such a short time. It will happen,” I tell him. He nods, pulling another book off the shelf and sitting down. Stress on his face, and I can see his past is eating at him.

“What’s the biggest issue right now?” he leans forward putting his elbows on the desk.

“The Vampires, they are struggling with the no kill orders and having to leave the city to meet dietary requirements,” he says.

“What about a blood bank?”

“Why would anyone donate blood for them, they are hated by the entire kingdom?”

“I think they might surprise you; people want things to change and if it means less lives lost and a chance to live amicably, they will do it Silas,” I tell him, walking over and climbing on his lap. “Next one?” I ask and he smirks.

“The Dragons, we need to help them especially if there is a chance, they can all come back,” he says yet I feel something else, some underlying reason as to why he wants to save them, guilt eating at him.

“Who are you trying to find?” I ask and his eyes snap to mine.

“How do you know I am looking for someone?” he asks curiously.

“Your guilt, through the bond,” I tell him. His hand goes to my flat stomach.

“My father,” he says.

“You think he could be one of them?”

“I’m not sure but I need to know,” he says, shrugging.

“What happened to him?”

“My mother killed herself when she found out I couldn’t produce any heirs, I thought when he left, he killed himself. We have always known those mutations were out there, their Dragons driven to insanity, but I always thought the human part of them died, didn’t know it could be recovered,” he says.

“I still don’t understand why the females killed themselves off, I thought you were all immortal?”

“Everything has a loophole, Lora. That’s why I killed off the Witches, it wasn’t just that they helped Blaire, but they helped them kill themselves. My mother said there was no point living without something to live for and I guess I wasn’t enough, forever is a long time Elora, forever becomes lonely when you have nothing to look forward to.”

“Well, what abou…”

He cuts me off, grabbing my face. “Nothing that puts you at risk Elora, especially now,” he says.

“I know that, I am just thinking what if we come up with some way to shoot them.”

“Shoot them?”

“Yeah well, I am not going to go around asking them to bite me, and I am sure Aldrin won’t be down for that either. So, what if we shoot them with something containing mine and Aldrin’s blood. Like tranquiliser darts.”

“Yes, but we don’t know how many are out there or how much blood they actually require to change back and there are only three royal Fae and one is a child. I won’t have you become a Dragon blood bag.”

“Then we catch one,” I tell him. He seems to think before kissing my head.

“We will figure something out,” I nod.

“First we will see if this blood bank idea works first”

Silas taps my leg and I hop up letting him up, he chucks another log in the fireplace, turning to look at me.

“Hungry?” he asks.

“No one is up, and I can’t cook very well,” I tell him.

“You can’t but I can,” he says, holding his hand out to me. I place mine in his, letting him pull me to my feet.