doubted if he would again anytime soon.
Suddenly a pair of lily-white hands touched his shoulders. He relaxed right away, knowing that it was his beloved Lady Bernadine. He felt her rest her head against his back and then turn him around.
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his head in her dark red hair. The sweet perfume of her locks comforted him and every care and concern seemed to evaporate. He always felt safe and secure in her arms. She reminded him of a mother that he didn’t remember but dearly missed.
Bernadine ran her fingers through his long hair. She closed her eyes and tried to put all the concerns of her own out of her mind. There were many troubling things afoot, but she was always able to put up a brave front for one of her children.
She sent all the positive, loving energy she had to Alexander. With each movement of her fingers, she could see could feel the worry and pain leave his body. She closed her eyes and read his thoughts. She would help him to break the chains around his heart. He must be able to truly love, she thought.
A few moments later they were in bed together. He was lying on his back with his eyes closed. She lay next to him with her head on his shoulder. She touched his eyelids and said softly, “Alexander, I want you to relax. Free your mind and allow me to help you.”
He put up no resistance as she touched his cheek with her long nails. It was hidden memory, buried deep inside that was keeping him from loving Rachael. She had to dig deep and find it.
When Alexander was between waking and sleep, she touched his forehead. Her fingers, now ghostlike, reached into his head. Quickly and expertly she caught the rogue memory between her thumb and forefinger.
When she pulled it out, the memory appeared like a wisp of smoke. It struggled to get free of her grasp and return to Alexander’s brain. She spoke an incantation and the memory relaxed as she grabbed its loose end with the other hand. She twisted her fingers quickly and blew. The memory disappeared without a sound, gone forever.
She waved her right hand in front of Alexander’s head, closing his mind. She said into his ear, “Wake and be free to love.”
Alexander opened his eyes and sat up. His eyes were brighter and even happier than they ever been. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She put her hands on his face and kissed him.
She stood up and said, “I have one more surprise for you.” She snapped her fingers and suddenly Rachael appeared out of the darkness.
Upon seeing Alexander, Rachael smiled. Alexander sprang from the bed and ran up to her. They fell into each other’s arms. Bernadine folded her arms across her chest. Rachael looked over Alexander’s shoulder, still in his arms. She mouthed the words, “Thank you.” Bernadine nodded and began to fade into the shadows. Before she left the room, she stole a glance back at the couple. They were locked in a passionate kiss. Bernadine nodded and departed.
Charlotte hung back in the shadows and watched Anton feed. Anton was drinking from the newly dead mortal girl that Bernadine had presented him with soon after he woke. She was careful to stay as far in the shadows of the room as she could. She wanted to see Anton but didn’t dare let him see her. She’d forgotten how beautiful he was. Her body suddenly ached to be with him.
Suddenly a pair of lily-white hands touched his shoulders. He relaxed right away, knowing that it was his beloved Lady Bernadine. He felt her rest her head against his back and then turn him around.
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his head in her dark red hair. The sweet perfume of her locks comforted him and every care and concern seemed to evaporate. He always felt safe and secure in her arms. She reminded him of a mother that he didn’t remember but dearly missed.
Bernadine ran her fingers through his long hair. She closed her eyes and tried to put all the concerns of her own out of her mind. There were many troubling things afoot, but she was always able to put up a brave front for one of her children.
She sent all the positive, loving energy she had to Alexander. With each movement of her fingers, she could see could feel the worry and pain leave his body. She closed her eyes and read his thoughts. She would help him to break the chains around his heart. He must be able to truly love, she thought.
A few moments later they were in bed together. He was lying on his back with his eyes closed. She lay next to him with her head on his shoulder. She touched his eyelids and said softly, “Alexander, I want you to relax. Free your mind and allow me to help you.”
He put up no resistance as she touched his cheek with her long nails. It was hidden memory, buried deep inside that was keeping him from loving Rachael. She had to dig deep and find it.
When Alexander was between waking and sleep, she touched his forehead. Her fingers, now ghostlike, reached into his head. Quickly and expertly she caught the rogue memory between her thumb and forefinger.
When she pulled it out, the memory appeared like a wisp of smoke. It struggled to get free of her grasp and return to Alexander’s brain. She spoke an incantation and the memory relaxed as she grabbed its loose end with the other hand. She twisted her fingers quickly and blew. The memory disappeared without a sound, gone forever.
She waved her right hand in front of Alexander’s head, closing his mind. She said into his ear, “Wake and be free to love.”
Alexander opened his eyes and sat up. His eyes were brighter and even happier than they ever been. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She put her hands on his face and kissed him.
She stood up and said, “I have one more surprise for you.” She snapped her fingers and suddenly Rachael appeared out of the darkness.
Upon seeing Alexander, Rachael smiled. Alexander sprang from the bed and ran up to her. They fell into each other’s arms. Bernadine folded her arms across her chest. Rachael looked over Alexander’s shoulder, still in his arms. She mouthed the words, “Thank you.” Bernadine nodded and began to fade into the shadows. Before she left the room, she stole a glance back at the couple. They were locked in a passionate kiss. Bernadine nodded and departed.
Charlotte hung back in the shadows and watched Anton feed. Anton was drinking from the newly dead mortal girl that Bernadine had presented him with soon after he woke. She was careful to stay as far in the shadows of the room as she could. She wanted to see Anton but didn’t dare let him see her. She’d forgotten how beautiful he was. Her body suddenly ached to be with him.
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