“Nothing that hasn’t happened before,” Sariel said in a sage voice. “You will sleep… until the time is right. I must protect the last remaining royalty, and in order to do that, I must send you away to sleep.”
“I’m scared.” I closed my eyes against the burning tears as Sariel’s black and red hair whipped around as though a great wind had entered the room.
“Don’t be.” His eyes flashed white. “For where you go, many have only dreamed and few will ever see.”
A loud thunderous crack sounded, and
I held my hands to my ears, covering them.
“Come.” A small boy with bright blue eyes held out his hand. “You must sleep until you are needed.”
Sariel nodded to the boy and gently pushed me in his direction.
“Where are we going?”
The boy smiled. “During the time you are there, you will experience things beyond your wildest dreams. My gift to you is that you will never be able to remember them, for your own humanity will not be able to take your return to the human plane. You would surely die. And we need you to live. Alex’s life depends on it.”
“I don’t understand.”
“That’s the beauty of life.” The boy’s grin grew. “It’s not for you to understand, it is for you to listen… we are everywhere.”
The dream exploded with color.
And suddenly I was at the immortal compound a few months ago, reporting to a job.
Cassius rounded the corner of his desk. “You are familiar.”
“I promise, I’m nobody.”
Lie. Something whispered in the air.
I ignored it.
I’d been told all my life that Cassius was dangerous, the way he moved was downright terrifying.
But now I knew, watching the dream, watching my past — I was bred to serve him, to fear him.
“Plants,” he said with finality. “I shall hide you in the plants until it is time.”
“I have a black thumb.”’
His lips twitched. “Even better. Come along now.”
Alex
I JOLTED AWAKE.
It was a dream.
It had to be a dream.
I was hallucinating.
Right?
“Wrong.” Cassius’s voice scared the shit out of me. “You were wrong then, you’re wrong now.”
“I really, really hate you, most days. Just saying.” I clenched my teeth. “Why are you here still?” My heart tossed, twisted, turned with the need to tell Hope how I felt — to find her — to make it right.