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they’d had that mindset 700 years ago.   
    “King Phillip of
Spain
was devoutly Catholic and
also owed us untold masses of gold that we had lent him to wage his wars.   He wanted even more and we refused.   What better than to call us heretics and have us murdered so he would not have to repay his debts to
us?   Pope Clement was in his back pocket,
and nearly all of
Europe
was afraid of him,
his army and armada had laid waste to much of the continent.   So, he killed many of us off, while some of
us were able to escape, and She saved the chosen few.”
      “This is
just too deep.   I feel like I’m
dreaming.   I’ve finally been pulled into
the madness I’ve dreamt of for two years.   When will I wake up?”
    “You’re awake, querida .   Perhaps we were unwise to tell you the
truth.   But there is just something in
your eyes.”   He looked thoughtful for a
moment.   “You did see the blade rupture
my chest, correct?”
    Thinking back to the hellish night, she felt
chills run down her spine.   She knew he
had to have died. Watching that thing run the blade from his belly to his
breastbone had almost made her wretch.   “Yes,” she whispered.
    “Would you like to see my wound?”
    “No.”   It
was almost inaudible to her own ears.
    “I think it may be best.   Then perhaps you can be pulled from your
denial.”   With that, he pulled open his
shirt to reveal a thin, light pink scar that was nearly imperceptible.
    “How?”
    “It began healing almost immediately.”
    “Will you never die?”
    “Of natural causes, no.   We cannot die unless our
heads are taken.”
    “And what have you been doing to serve for the
last seven hundred years?”
    “Mostly, the same thing you saw, fighting the
Illuminati.   My nights are spent seeking
out the evils unnatural to this world.   We repel the demon hordes that arise from Hell.   Heaven ignores us for the most part, as they
don’t see us as a threat.   But there are
times when both factions will play games with a particular soul and we will
intervene.   She does not like wars to be
waged on Her soil.”
    “So you are basically a foot soldier in the
Earth’s battle to protect itself?”
    “Good analogy.   But I am no foot soldier.   I am a
Knight Templar.”
    “You were a Knight Templar.”
    “I will always be a Knight of the
Temple
of
Solomon
.   I took an oath on my twenty-first birthday to uphold the values of our
order with my life.   And being that I
still have a life, I still have an oath to uphold.”
    “But isn’t the oath you took to a religion that
cast you out?”
    “Men cast us out.   Men and their misguided
desires of greed.”
    “So what was this oath?”
    “What I took from that ceremony was that I
needed to stand for what is right.   To
stand and fight evil where it rests.   To shine the light of truth into the darkness.”
    “I suppose that holds up even now.”
    ****  
    Kadence got very quiet for a moment, her eyes looking over his face.   Gabriel felt heat blossoming within him, as
he became covetous of that gaze.   “How do
I fit into all this?”
    “I wish I knew, querida .”
    “Is that why you both have shrunk from me?   You wonder if I’m evil.” She’d hit the nail
on the head, but he didn’t wish to admit to it if it would pain her.
    “We need to determine what you are.”
    “So I’m right.”   She looked away, but not before he saw the hurt on her face.  
    He saw her reflection in the glass window and
wanted to ease the ache from her.   His
hands moved of their own accord and went to her shoulders, rubbing them in
hopes of calming her.   Her body
immediately stiffened to the touch, but she slowly melted into his hands.   His gentle ministrations had their desired
effect.   A rush of desire swelled through
him at the simple gesture, his need to pull her close and ravage her screaming
in his ears.
    Gabriel knew that Michel would not approve.   Casting a quick glance across the car,