Raising her eyes to his, she saw the concern in them and wondered if the reason he had come with her was purely because he’d pledged his allegiance to her, or whether there was something else at work.
“Who is this you have brought with you?” Elena’s voice broke into her thoughts and Prophecy looked around at her.
“He is Venturi and he is now the lord of his bloodline thanks to you.”
“Me?” Elena looked stunned and ran her eyes over him. “He seems like another loyal dog. You do have a power over them, don’t you? But do they have power over you in return? Valentine seems to.”
Removing Venturi’s hand from her arm, Prophecy straightened up and forced the tiredness from her body. She couldn’t trust Elena or appear weak in front of her. Even though Elena’s power had been diminished by Arkalus and Kalinor stealing her blood, it would be foolish of her to presume that Elena would always remain that way. Prophecy had to stay strong and show Elena that she was a force to be reckoned with.
“It was your words that sent me to Romania, even against Valentine’s better instincts. I should have trusted him over you.”
“But you had a vision—”
She didn’t let Elena finish her sentence. “I did have a vision and I don’t know how you knew about it, but your interpretation was wrong. The lord of Tenebrae was going to offer his assistance to me, not destroy me.”
“I too had a vision and believed it was the same as you had,” Elena said.
Prophecy tilted her head back and looked down at her. “I find it strange that it was you who sent me there and it was you who took Valentine.”
“But the marks … can’t you see that I’m telling you the truth?” Elena swept her hair aside in one frantic motion and then extended her arms.
Prophecy stared at the marks that littered them, slicing through the pale skin and staining it red with dried blood.
“I was the only one powerful enough to create that portal and they were aware that I knew of your location … that is all. You must believe me!” Elena dropped to her knees and looked up at her.
Prophecy frowned, her eyes narrowing on the witch in front of her. Elena had fallen and was far from the person she had previously met, but there was still something about her that made her feel she couldn’t be trusted.
“You are not the only one powerful enough to create that portal.” Raising her hand, Prophecy clenched her jaw and watched the magic spiralling around her fingers. “You breathe one word that I was here or about what we spoke of, and I will show you the true extent of my power.”
Turning on her heel, she ignored Elena’s feeble cries and headed straight for the door. Walking down the steps and across the hall, she renewed the vow she’d made at the castle.
She would save Valentine.
When she found him, she was going to make sure she had her vengeance.
Arkalus and Kalinor were going to pay with their lives.
Chapter 2
Prophecy didn’t look back as the portal from Elena’s hidden world disappeared. She kept her eyes forwards, her mind racing a mile a minute to think of a plan. She knew who had taken Valentine, but she had no clue as to their whereabouts. Arkalus and Kalinor weren’t fools. They wouldn’t keep Valentine hidden anywhere near Prague.
They had to have taken him somewhere she didn’t know of.
As the Chosen Daughter of her bloodline, she knew of all the safe-houses and mansions her family kept. They were spread across the world, each major city having one and some more remote regions housing places where her kin could hide if they needed to.
It would take too long to search them all, and without Valentine, she had no way of travelling by plane. Her only method of transport was the trains now. The journey to Venice from Romania had seen her and Venturi having to hide at each border crossing so they weren’t caught without a passport. She wished that Venturi shared Valentine’s ability to alter perception,
“Who is this you have brought with you?” Elena’s voice broke into her thoughts and Prophecy looked around at her.
“He is Venturi and he is now the lord of his bloodline thanks to you.”
“Me?” Elena looked stunned and ran her eyes over him. “He seems like another loyal dog. You do have a power over them, don’t you? But do they have power over you in return? Valentine seems to.”
Removing Venturi’s hand from her arm, Prophecy straightened up and forced the tiredness from her body. She couldn’t trust Elena or appear weak in front of her. Even though Elena’s power had been diminished by Arkalus and Kalinor stealing her blood, it would be foolish of her to presume that Elena would always remain that way. Prophecy had to stay strong and show Elena that she was a force to be reckoned with.
“It was your words that sent me to Romania, even against Valentine’s better instincts. I should have trusted him over you.”
“But you had a vision—”
She didn’t let Elena finish her sentence. “I did have a vision and I don’t know how you knew about it, but your interpretation was wrong. The lord of Tenebrae was going to offer his assistance to me, not destroy me.”
“I too had a vision and believed it was the same as you had,” Elena said.
Prophecy tilted her head back and looked down at her. “I find it strange that it was you who sent me there and it was you who took Valentine.”
“But the marks … can’t you see that I’m telling you the truth?” Elena swept her hair aside in one frantic motion and then extended her arms.
Prophecy stared at the marks that littered them, slicing through the pale skin and staining it red with dried blood.
“I was the only one powerful enough to create that portal and they were aware that I knew of your location … that is all. You must believe me!” Elena dropped to her knees and looked up at her.
Prophecy frowned, her eyes narrowing on the witch in front of her. Elena had fallen and was far from the person she had previously met, but there was still something about her that made her feel she couldn’t be trusted.
“You are not the only one powerful enough to create that portal.” Raising her hand, Prophecy clenched her jaw and watched the magic spiralling around her fingers. “You breathe one word that I was here or about what we spoke of, and I will show you the true extent of my power.”
Turning on her heel, she ignored Elena’s feeble cries and headed straight for the door. Walking down the steps and across the hall, she renewed the vow she’d made at the castle.
She would save Valentine.
When she found him, she was going to make sure she had her vengeance.
Arkalus and Kalinor were going to pay with their lives.
Chapter 2
Prophecy didn’t look back as the portal from Elena’s hidden world disappeared. She kept her eyes forwards, her mind racing a mile a minute to think of a plan. She knew who had taken Valentine, but she had no clue as to their whereabouts. Arkalus and Kalinor weren’t fools. They wouldn’t keep Valentine hidden anywhere near Prague.
They had to have taken him somewhere she didn’t know of.
As the Chosen Daughter of her bloodline, she knew of all the safe-houses and mansions her family kept. They were spread across the world, each major city having one and some more remote regions housing places where her kin could hide if they needed to.
It would take too long to search them all, and without Valentine, she had no way of travelling by plane. Her only method of transport was the trains now. The journey to Venice from Romania had seen her and Venturi having to hide at each border crossing so they weren’t caught without a passport. She wished that Venturi shared Valentine’s ability to alter perception,
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