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how far they would have to travel.
Nonni entered the room, dressed and ready for the twins to take her to safety. "I have something for you…for your journeys." The old woman placed a withered hand on her forehead and whispered words of a blessing or spell.
Nonni smiled up at her when she finished.
"What did you do?"
"I placed a blessing on you to protect you on your journeys," Nonni said.
"I'm going on more than one journey?"
Nonni smiled her toothless grin. "There are many journeys in one's life…this will be one of the hardest."
Chapter Five
Trying to outrun Vamier's goons was never easy. Draylon needed to get them to the airport in Cluj. If he could get there without any Vamiers tracking him then he was good to go. He'd already called to have his plane fueled and ready. After arguing with Nonni this morning, he'd made a call to Rick. Draylon planned on taking Marilyn to the Dacian compound in the Hoia Forest—it would be the safest place, but Rick didn't agree. He said her well-being would be at stake if he brought her to Dacia.
His next best place was his home in the Austrian Alps. Built into the tallest, most secluded range he'd found over six hundred years ago, it was the closest thing to his birth home, Eskardel near Dacia. The only way in or out though—flying.
Marilyn pulled down the wool scarf she'd borrowed from Nonni. "Is Nonni going to be okay? Wouldn't the Vamiers harm her if they knew she'd have access to me?"
"The guys will take care of her. Ron and Ren won't let anything happen. They have some safe havens," Draylon replied, as they bounced along, hidden amongst the bales of hay and sacks of feed in the farmer's cart.
Draylon admired the fact Marilyn was concerned about Nonni. He wasn't sure how the two would get along. Nonni's odd reaction to her at first worried him, but when Marilyn took ill, the old woman doted on her as if she were a precious child. The old woman was predictable to a fault, and he'd never seen her so wishy-washy about someone she'd just met.
Still, Marilyn appeared to take everything in stride—so far.
A delicate hand came up to feather his hair out of his face. "I wish you'd let me take a look at your wound. Head injuries shouldn't be ignored."
Draylon shied away, not because of any pain. Her touch did things to him he'd rather not think about while trying to get to safety. It had been a dry spell for him the past decade or so and being around her had him thinking irrational thoughts. She didn't need a demon with blue balls right now.
"It'll heal. I've suffered worse."
"Not at my expense, I'm sure."
Damn, she was adorable. Bundled in layers of clothing, woolen scarf, mittens and hat she looked ready for a playful day in the snow. She'd been easy to work with when they had to make a break for it. She managed to pack practical clothing into a knapsack with the bare minimal supplies. She dressed sensible, too, thermals, denims, sweater under her heavy woolen pea coat. Her shoes of choice, hiking boots. Not the usual six-inch heels his former female acquaintances preferred.
He'd thought each one he met would be the one. When it came down to the real deal though, he had to let them go and wipe their memories of any time spent together. It was for the best.
"What are we doing? Do you even have a plan?" Marilyn asked.
"For now, staying out of sight until we get to Cluj. We may have to walk. Are you up for the trek?"
"I hike the Appalachian Trail with my friends at least once a year. I think so."
Draylon laughed. "Good for you. Haven't done that one yet."
"You're welcome to join us this summer…if you want to…I mean…" She blushed, stammering like a schoolgirl. Her pale, freckled cheeks turned ruddy.
"I will definitely think about it. Thank you for the invitation."
Silence stretched for a moment as he studied her. She still had the awkward, coltishness about her, but the past few days of illness had transformed her a bit. Instead of being a tall, slender reed
Nonni entered the room, dressed and ready for the twins to take her to safety. "I have something for you…for your journeys." The old woman placed a withered hand on her forehead and whispered words of a blessing or spell.
Nonni smiled up at her when she finished.
"What did you do?"
"I placed a blessing on you to protect you on your journeys," Nonni said.
"I'm going on more than one journey?"
Nonni smiled her toothless grin. "There are many journeys in one's life…this will be one of the hardest."
Chapter Five
Trying to outrun Vamier's goons was never easy. Draylon needed to get them to the airport in Cluj. If he could get there without any Vamiers tracking him then he was good to go. He'd already called to have his plane fueled and ready. After arguing with Nonni this morning, he'd made a call to Rick. Draylon planned on taking Marilyn to the Dacian compound in the Hoia Forest—it would be the safest place, but Rick didn't agree. He said her well-being would be at stake if he brought her to Dacia.
His next best place was his home in the Austrian Alps. Built into the tallest, most secluded range he'd found over six hundred years ago, it was the closest thing to his birth home, Eskardel near Dacia. The only way in or out though—flying.
Marilyn pulled down the wool scarf she'd borrowed from Nonni. "Is Nonni going to be okay? Wouldn't the Vamiers harm her if they knew she'd have access to me?"
"The guys will take care of her. Ron and Ren won't let anything happen. They have some safe havens," Draylon replied, as they bounced along, hidden amongst the bales of hay and sacks of feed in the farmer's cart.
Draylon admired the fact Marilyn was concerned about Nonni. He wasn't sure how the two would get along. Nonni's odd reaction to her at first worried him, but when Marilyn took ill, the old woman doted on her as if she were a precious child. The old woman was predictable to a fault, and he'd never seen her so wishy-washy about someone she'd just met.
Still, Marilyn appeared to take everything in stride—so far.
A delicate hand came up to feather his hair out of his face. "I wish you'd let me take a look at your wound. Head injuries shouldn't be ignored."
Draylon shied away, not because of any pain. Her touch did things to him he'd rather not think about while trying to get to safety. It had been a dry spell for him the past decade or so and being around her had him thinking irrational thoughts. She didn't need a demon with blue balls right now.
"It'll heal. I've suffered worse."
"Not at my expense, I'm sure."
Damn, she was adorable. Bundled in layers of clothing, woolen scarf, mittens and hat she looked ready for a playful day in the snow. She'd been easy to work with when they had to make a break for it. She managed to pack practical clothing into a knapsack with the bare minimal supplies. She dressed sensible, too, thermals, denims, sweater under her heavy woolen pea coat. Her shoes of choice, hiking boots. Not the usual six-inch heels his former female acquaintances preferred.
He'd thought each one he met would be the one. When it came down to the real deal though, he had to let them go and wipe their memories of any time spent together. It was for the best.
"What are we doing? Do you even have a plan?" Marilyn asked.
"For now, staying out of sight until we get to Cluj. We may have to walk. Are you up for the trek?"
"I hike the Appalachian Trail with my friends at least once a year. I think so."
Draylon laughed. "Good for you. Haven't done that one yet."
"You're welcome to join us this summer…if you want to…I mean…" She blushed, stammering like a schoolgirl. Her pale, freckled cheeks turned ruddy.
"I will definitely think about it. Thank you for the invitation."
Silence stretched for a moment as he studied her. She still had the awkward, coltishness about her, but the past few days of illness had transformed her a bit. Instead of being a tall, slender reed
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