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Danse Macabre :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 405 из 427His voice was still empty, hisbody not moving much. He wasn't trying to play human now.
«Because Belle Morte doesn't have that kind of power.»
«You have never seen her in the flesh,» Adonis said, «or you would not be so quick to judge.» He didn't sound happy as he said it, which was interesting. It was the first time I felt that he'd lost control of his voice.
I glanced at him. «She's powerful, but it's not the same kind of power as Mommie Dearest. It's just not.»
«If Belle Morte did not wake the servants of our good mother, then who did?» Merlin asked.
I had a moment of insight. I don't get them often. I debated on whether to act on it, or ask Asher's opinion first. Then I thought, to hell with it. I was tired. I'd fed, but the healing had taken more than the feeding had given back. I was too tired for games.
«Do you want her to wake up, Merlin? Or do you fear her waking up?»
He sank back into that stillness again. «I do not know how to answer that question.»
«Yeah, you do.»
«Then I will not answer it.»
«Are you a flunky of the vampire council, is that it?»
«Merlin has been outside the circle of inner power for centuries,» Asher said.
I nodded. «Yeah, you guys filled me in on the limo ride here. He grew so powerful that he was given a choice of giving up his territory, or being killed. He gave it all up, and vanished into the mists of time. Jean-Claude thought there might be a place for him here on American soil.» In my head, I thought, and the next time that Jean-Claude offers refuge to someone this fucking powerful, he better run it by me first . I'd made that clear in the limo. He hadn't even argued with me.
«If you're not working for the council, then who are you working for?» I asked.
«If I said myself, would you believe me?»
«Maybe, maybe not, don't know, try me.» My hand was on the gun again.
«Why touch your gun?»
«Because, I think if you don't want to answer the question that you may try vampire powers again. It just depends on what you're more afraid of.»
«I am not afraid of your little gun,» he said.
«Probably not, but you are afraid of Mommie Dearest, aren't you?»
He actually licked his lips. The gesture gave me hope that his faзade was cracking, and it made me give his eyes a full glance. Which was what it was supposed to do. He tried to roll me in that moment of eye contact, and he might have done it, except that Asher and Damian touched my bare skin at the same time.
«Because Belle Morte doesn't have that kind of power.»
«You have never seen her in the flesh,» Adonis said, «or you would not be so quick to judge.» He didn't sound happy as he said it, which was interesting. It was the first time I felt that he'd lost control of his voice.
I glanced at him. «She's powerful, but it's not the same kind of power as Mommie Dearest. It's just not.»
«If Belle Morte did not wake the servants of our good mother, then who did?» Merlin asked.
I had a moment of insight. I don't get them often. I debated on whether to act on it, or ask Asher's opinion first. Then I thought, to hell with it. I was tired. I'd fed, but the healing had taken more than the feeding had given back. I was too tired for games.
«Do you want her to wake up, Merlin? Or do you fear her waking up?»
He sank back into that stillness again. «I do not know how to answer that question.»
«Yeah, you do.»
«Then I will not answer it.»
«Are you a flunky of the vampire council, is that it?»
«Merlin has been outside the circle of inner power for centuries,» Asher said.
I nodded. «Yeah, you guys filled me in on the limo ride here. He grew so powerful that he was given a choice of giving up his territory, or being killed. He gave it all up, and vanished into the mists of time. Jean-Claude thought there might be a place for him here on American soil.» In my head, I thought, and the next time that Jean-Claude offers refuge to someone this fucking powerful, he better run it by me first . I'd made that clear in the limo. He hadn't even argued with me.
«If you're not working for the council, then who are you working for?» I asked.
«If I said myself, would you believe me?»
«Maybe, maybe not, don't know, try me.» My hand was on the gun again.
«Why touch your gun?»
«Because, I think if you don't want to answer the question that you may try vampire powers again. It just depends on what you're more afraid of.»
«I am not afraid of your little gun,» he said.
«Probably not, but you are afraid of Mommie Dearest, aren't you?»
He actually licked his lips. The gesture gave me hope that his faзade was cracking, and it made me give his eyes a full glance. Which was what it was supposed to do. He tried to roll me in that moment of eye contact, and he might have done it, except that Asher and Damian touched my bare skin at the same time.