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looking intently into her crystals, hands hovering over runes she had just cast. Daen looked up, they were in one of his many lavish rooms. The Oracle preferred this room for herself. It was darkly decorated, with heavy silks and velvets. She had all of her trinkets and vices of power here.
'Mistress, what is it?'
'We need to move. I need the power of my home land. There are a great many changes afoot. It is no use here, I need to see clearly. We will be like sitting ducks if I miss anything.'
'What on earth are you talking about old woman?' He answered her mockingly.
'Old Woman. OLD WOMAN! You mock me? When you yourself are thousands of years older than I! Daen, be careful dear one, all this…' She swept her arm across the room, 'All this Daen could be gone sooner than you can imagine.'
'So where are we going?' Daen questioned.
'Daen, I think it better if I go alone.' She had changed her mind.
He looked puzzled, rubbing his temples.
'Why am I staying here?' He asked.
'You have much to do, if you want Blue in your life. You have to gain her trust Daen, she’s going to doubt you, question your motives. Especially since you just left her in the garden, you imbecile!'
*
Pierre sat looking out on to the Nile. The sun had just set, the moon already out, reflecting beautifully on the great river. All he could think of was Blue, wondering how she was dealing with all this change, with becoming a Vampyre. He wondered what Daen was up to. He had no doubt that he would be trying his damnedest to seduce her. He knew that Daen’s plan would involve Blue being his new queen forever. He thought about what Blue would think if she knew the truth. If she knew that it was Daen that had bitten her. Pierre decided that no matter what the outcome, Blue needed to know the truth. Pierre wondered how Daen might have interfered with Blue's life before he'd bitten her. If the part Pierre played in Blue's life had been planned and how long Daen had been watching her before Pierre had even known about it.
He remained seated, smoking a cigarette, staring at the reflection of the moon skipping across the rippling water, pondering the past. He relaxed a little more at each exhale, the smoke gently drifting from his mouth. He was losing himself in his thoughts.
'Pierre.'
A beautiful Nubian woman dressed in white silks, held together with clasps of gold, walked over to Pierre as she’d said his name. Her jewelled arms reached out. She stroked his long hair from his face, moving the lengths so she could see straight into his eyes. Her voice was honey and milk, smooth and powerful. She reminded him of Daen. That air of ancient power.
'Yes, your Highness.'
'Pierre, my precious, you truly are a jewel amongst men. If you can not think of anything or anyone other than this Blue girl, then you should go and tell her so. Daen is no match for true love. No matter what he thinks.'
'Tell me one thing Your Highness. Why in the entire known world would you, Goddess of Egypt and all the known Kingdoms choose Daen?'
She laughed.
'Oh Pierre, you are so naïve sometimes. Love is blind. He was my match back then. He intrigued me because he was so different from everyone else, that's why he was chosen as my mate.'
'Really?'
'Well that and I’ve not seen him for a couple of thousand years. He has obviously changed a bit over the millennia.'
Pierre laughed out loud.
'Yeah, you could say that.'
The Nubian Goddess took a seat next to Pierre.
'Pierre.'
'Yes my Queen.'
'Please call me Isis.'
'Yes Isis.'
'Pierre, how did you find me?'
He took out a packet of cigarettes, slapped the pack and took an exposed cigarette. He put it in his mouth, lit it. Held the breathe of smoke then let it go.
'I’d heard Daen’s stories enough to know this area like the back of my hand. I thought it would be worth a shot to try to find some information that shone any light on how he was created, or how I could kill him.'
'So if you found me.' She said, with
'Mistress, what is it?'
'We need to move. I need the power of my home land. There are a great many changes afoot. It is no use here, I need to see clearly. We will be like sitting ducks if I miss anything.'
'What on earth are you talking about old woman?' He answered her mockingly.
'Old Woman. OLD WOMAN! You mock me? When you yourself are thousands of years older than I! Daen, be careful dear one, all this…' She swept her arm across the room, 'All this Daen could be gone sooner than you can imagine.'
'So where are we going?' Daen questioned.
'Daen, I think it better if I go alone.' She had changed her mind.
He looked puzzled, rubbing his temples.
'Why am I staying here?' He asked.
'You have much to do, if you want Blue in your life. You have to gain her trust Daen, she’s going to doubt you, question your motives. Especially since you just left her in the garden, you imbecile!'
*
Pierre sat looking out on to the Nile. The sun had just set, the moon already out, reflecting beautifully on the great river. All he could think of was Blue, wondering how she was dealing with all this change, with becoming a Vampyre. He wondered what Daen was up to. He had no doubt that he would be trying his damnedest to seduce her. He knew that Daen’s plan would involve Blue being his new queen forever. He thought about what Blue would think if she knew the truth. If she knew that it was Daen that had bitten her. Pierre decided that no matter what the outcome, Blue needed to know the truth. Pierre wondered how Daen might have interfered with Blue's life before he'd bitten her. If the part Pierre played in Blue's life had been planned and how long Daen had been watching her before Pierre had even known about it.
He remained seated, smoking a cigarette, staring at the reflection of the moon skipping across the rippling water, pondering the past. He relaxed a little more at each exhale, the smoke gently drifting from his mouth. He was losing himself in his thoughts.
'Pierre.'
A beautiful Nubian woman dressed in white silks, held together with clasps of gold, walked over to Pierre as she’d said his name. Her jewelled arms reached out. She stroked his long hair from his face, moving the lengths so she could see straight into his eyes. Her voice was honey and milk, smooth and powerful. She reminded him of Daen. That air of ancient power.
'Yes, your Highness.'
'Pierre, my precious, you truly are a jewel amongst men. If you can not think of anything or anyone other than this Blue girl, then you should go and tell her so. Daen is no match for true love. No matter what he thinks.'
'Tell me one thing Your Highness. Why in the entire known world would you, Goddess of Egypt and all the known Kingdoms choose Daen?'
She laughed.
'Oh Pierre, you are so naïve sometimes. Love is blind. He was my match back then. He intrigued me because he was so different from everyone else, that's why he was chosen as my mate.'
'Really?'
'Well that and I’ve not seen him for a couple of thousand years. He has obviously changed a bit over the millennia.'
Pierre laughed out loud.
'Yeah, you could say that.'
The Nubian Goddess took a seat next to Pierre.
'Pierre.'
'Yes my Queen.'
'Please call me Isis.'
'Yes Isis.'
'Pierre, how did you find me?'
He took out a packet of cigarettes, slapped the pack and took an exposed cigarette. He put it in his mouth, lit it. Held the breathe of smoke then let it go.
'I’d heard Daen’s stories enough to know this area like the back of my hand. I thought it would be worth a shot to try to find some information that shone any light on how he was created, or how I could kill him.'
'So if you found me.' She said, with
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