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Bloody Bones :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 249 из 272"She's mad."
"Not entirely, Ma petite . It might not give her immortality, but it would give her undreamt-of power. The question remaining is, how did Serephina grow powerful enough to snag Janos before she fed off Magnus and Bloody Bones?"
"What do you mean?"
"Janos was in the old country. He would not have left voluntarily. He followed her. Where did she get the power to subjugate him?"
"Maybe Magnus isn't the first fairie she's fed off," I said.
"Perhaps," he said, "or perhaps she has found other food."
"What other food?"
"That, Ma petite , is the question that I would very much like answered."
"Thinking of changing diets?" I asked.
"Power is always tempting, Ma petite , but for tonight I was thinking of more practical matters. If we can discover her source of power, we might be able to undo it."
"How?"
He shook his head. "I do not know, but unless we can find some trick to pull out of our hats tonight, Ma petite , we are doomed." He sounded remarkably calm about it. I wasn't calm. My pulse was thundering so fast I could feel it in my throat and wrists. Hear it like a rushing in my ears. Doomed: it had a bad ring to it. With Serephina waiting at the other end, it had a very bad ring to it indeed.
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We walked up the stone steps to the porch. Moonlight and soft darkness filled the porch. There were no thick, unnatural shadows, no hint of what lay inside. It was just an abandoned house, nothing special. The nervous flutter in my stomach didn't buy it either.
Kissa opened the door. Candlelight spilled behind her from the open door to the far room. No pretense tonight that the empty room was all there was. Sweat beaded on her face, golden drops in the warm light. She was still being punished. I wondered why, but it wasn't my biggest problem.
Kissa led us through that open door without a word. Serephina sat on her throne in the corner of the big room. She was dressed in a white ball gown like Cinderella, her hair piled atop her head. Diamonds like a string of fire glimmered in her hair as she nodded her greeting.
Magnus was curled at her feet in a white tux and tails. Gloves, a white top hat, and a cane were laid next to his knees. His long chestnut hair was the only color in the picture. Every master vamp I'd ever met had been into dramatic presentation. Janos and his two females stood in black behind the throne, like a living curtain of darkness. Ellie lay on her side in the cushions, looking almost alive.
"Not entirely, Ma petite . It might not give her immortality, but it would give her undreamt-of power. The question remaining is, how did Serephina grow powerful enough to snag Janos before she fed off Magnus and Bloody Bones?"
"What do you mean?"
"Janos was in the old country. He would not have left voluntarily. He followed her. Where did she get the power to subjugate him?"
"Maybe Magnus isn't the first fairie she's fed off," I said.
"Perhaps," he said, "or perhaps she has found other food."
"What other food?"
"That, Ma petite , is the question that I would very much like answered."
"Thinking of changing diets?" I asked.
"Power is always tempting, Ma petite , but for tonight I was thinking of more practical matters. If we can discover her source of power, we might be able to undo it."
"How?"
He shook his head. "I do not know, but unless we can find some trick to pull out of our hats tonight, Ma petite , we are doomed." He sounded remarkably calm about it. I wasn't calm. My pulse was thundering so fast I could feel it in my throat and wrists. Hear it like a rushing in my ears. Doomed: it had a bad ring to it. With Serephina waiting at the other end, it had a very bad ring to it indeed.
38
We walked up the stone steps to the porch. Moonlight and soft darkness filled the porch. There were no thick, unnatural shadows, no hint of what lay inside. It was just an abandoned house, nothing special. The nervous flutter in my stomach didn't buy it either.
Kissa opened the door. Candlelight spilled behind her from the open door to the far room. No pretense tonight that the empty room was all there was. Sweat beaded on her face, golden drops in the warm light. She was still being punished. I wondered why, but it wasn't my biggest problem.
Kissa led us through that open door without a word. Serephina sat on her throne in the corner of the big room. She was dressed in a white ball gown like Cinderella, her hair piled atop her head. Diamonds like a string of fire glimmered in her hair as she nodded her greeting.
Magnus was curled at her feet in a white tux and tails. Gloves, a white top hat, and a cane were laid next to his knees. His long chestnut hair was the only color in the picture. Every master vamp I'd ever met had been into dramatic presentation. Janos and his two females stood in black behind the throne, like a living curtain of darkness. Ellie lay on her side in the cushions, looking almost alive.