Vampire Most Wanted(79)
“That was pure luck,” she admitted. “He happened to be in the same area as us on business. Aegle spotted him while she was looking for a likely man to lure away for my next meal. She noticed that he looked similar to my father, and then she saw his eyes and knew he must be an immortal like me because of the metallic silver in the blue, and she approached him. But when she asked if he knew Felix, he eyed her suspiciously and asked, “Who wants to know?”
Divine smiled softly. “Despite all she did for me and the chances she made herself take to help me survive, Aegle didn’t consider herself a brave woman and his reaction frightened her. My father had been such a charming and easygoing man that she felt sure she’d made a mistake and rather than say anything, simply scurried away and hurried back to me. But she’d caught his attention with my father’s name, and he apparently read her mind, and followed her back to me.”
Her smile faded. “He was a hard man. Taciturn by nature and not very . . .” She hesitated, searching for the right word, and finally said, “He wasn’t very sympathetic. He gave us quite a fright when he strode into our little camp, and then simply started barking orders. When we didn’t move fast enough for him, he bundled us both up on his horse, grabbed the reins, and simply led us back to the village where Aegle had run into him. It was only then he said that he was my uncle, the one my father had sent a message to. That the family had been looking for me for years and he was taking us to them.”
“Aegle went with you?” Marcus asked with a smile.
“Of course. She was the closest thing to a mother I knew at that point. I wouldn’t have gone without her,” Divine said solemnly.
Marcus nodded in understanding, and then asked, “And your grandparents? Were they happy to see you when your uncle took you to them?”
“Oh yes.” Divine smiled. “They welcomed me with open arms. They were both very sweet and loving. They were kind to Aegle too. They offered her a position in the household as my guardian so that we wouldn’t be separated, and paid her very generously, promising her a home and enough wealth to retire on when she was ready. We both suddenly had beautiful clothes and plenty of food and my grandparents taught me how to read and control minds. Everything was perfect. It was all like a fairy tale really,” she said sadly, and thought that every fairy tale had a monster.
“But they didn’t teach you about our heritage?” he asked with a frown.
Divine shook her head. “They spent the next year not only teaching me how to use and control my abilities, but catching me up on all the things I’d missed as possible while wandering around with Aegle. I was eleven years old with no education at all other than how to hide and survive,” she pointed out. “I had to learn to read and write and do math and . . .” She shrugged helplessly.
“And after that?” Marcus asked. “Why didn’t they teach you once you’d learned the necessities?”
“They didn’t get the chance,” she said woodenly, and then took another drink of water, set it down, peered at him and said, “I guess you’ll have to teach me about Atlantis.”
“Oh,” Marcus looked surprised by the suggestion.
“After you tell me more about yourself,” she added firmly. “All you’ve told me so far is that your grandparents were Marzzia and Nicodemus Notte and that they were survivors of Atlantis.”
“Right,” Marcus muttered and then made a face. “I’m afraid my history isn’t nearly as interesting as yours. My mother was my grandparents’ third daughter, Claudia. Her life mate was a mortal male she turned. My father, Cyrus, died, beheaded in battle shortly before I was born, and my mother returned to her parents to have me. They helped her raise me.”
“And then?” Divine prompted, unwilling to let him stop there.