As the fight with the Draconians continued, we knew that David now had first hand knowledge that Merida and the twins, Maharet and Mekare, had special powers that persisted through their transition into vampires. This is something that was so unusual, but because this power came from the elements it stayed with them. Of course, finding out that Merida came from Maharet’s mortal line was a shock to us all, most especially Va’lis. My son, because that’s who we both — Marius and I — believe him to be now, has a severe protective nature over Merida. Not only because it was the first he ever turned, but also they kind of grew up together, if you will. Despite their tumultuous relationship, they found a very happy medium and celebrate their family now… especially because of the kids now. As Merida and Armand have expanded their family, it has brought all of us such joy.
The evening of May 7th we were all celebrating another double year for Saphira. Saphi grows twice as fast now as she is part dragon, so she’s moving along nicely in her development. Marius and I took our happy butts home to Romanus Manor and Cherry took the kids back to Monticello for the night as they were spending the weekend with her and Va’lis. Val decided to stay and chat with Armand and Merida over a bottle or two or six of wine. The laughed and told jokes… the three of them finally got along well enough to really enjoy the night. Val finally decided to mozey on home and Merida decided to walk with him back to Monticello. Armand stayed and like the dutiful husband he had become cleaned up the house and patiently awaited his wife to return for a romantic night alone. So he waited… And waited… And waited.
Pandora paced back and forth in the infirmary of Vamp’s Lair where she was recovering from her wounds. She had been brutally attacked by three very ancient, very deadly vampires. She had held her own, but alas… they would have bested her, had it not been for Va’lis, Cassius, and Flavius. They pulled her out in the nick of time, but they would be dammed to go home empty-handed. They went back in and risked the ancients summoning the rest of their ugly lot. Against a pack of them, they would have all perished. But Pandora would not be leaving that dreadful mountain without Isonu. Isonu, who was good, just, and fair and so much a reflection of everything she wanted all her sons to be. No… her heart would not allow it. And somehow they did it. Isonu was now in my infirmary, recovering, but he had not regained consciousness yet. This worried me. Worried her.
My eyes lit up at the sight of poor little Naomi cradled in her mother’s hands at Monticello. I could sense the rise of Va’lis’ rage as he turned on his heel. I demanded of Cherry to lock down the line in Monticello to get all the Razele’s in the house immediately! I followed Va’lis out as he ported over to Zento. We looked around and found traces of a fight just outside the city by the docks… we followed it.