neck.
"My magic won’t work long against you Sidhe, your strength is staggering; almost equal to my own, but I have time enough to make you see I mean your woman no harm."
Say what?! "I don't know what you think, but I'm not anybody's woman. She’s my best friend."
She smiled and released my hands, "Your lips and your heart are at odds with each other. Clearly one knows more than the other where it belongs and to whom.”
She stood and placed a hand over both our hearts. "You two are so completely bonded, the ties are almost visible.” I turned to look at Irulan and found her with a goofy lopsided grin plastered to her face. I was so going to hear about this later. I opened my mouth to protest, but Sophie grabbed my face to look directly into my eyes. "You, child, are the culmination. You have the potential to be everything the Abomination strives to be but never will be."
She released me, and sat back down, "Leave now before the sun gets too high in the sky for even one as blessed as you.” I left the meeting with Sophie even more confused than I had been when I woke up that morning. I drove back to hotel lost in thought. It was no use to try to talk to Irulan. She was on the phone with one of her kin that also lived on this plane. They were speaking in an Elvish dialect that was foreign to me, so there was no need for me even to try to follow the conversation.
She talked the entire way up the elevator and didn't hang up until we were back in out room. Once we got there, she opened my laptop and pulled up her email. The loud "YES" was a sure-fire indication that she had found what she had been looking for.
"VAL!” She yelled loud enough to bust my eardrums. Whatever was in that email had better be important! She pulled up a word processing program and opened a file.
"Last night my eyes, now my ears. Are your trying to maim me for some reason?"
She pulled me down to my knees, so I was eye level with the computer screen, "Can the whining, Valeria, this is important. I have a copy of the book Sophie showed us. It’s very rare, protected, kept under guard by our scholars at home.”
She pulled up various pages as she talked, “Luckily, Sayvar is one of the scholars that have access to the vaults. He's chronicling Sidhe life in Tire Nam Beo, that's why he's here now.” She pointed to the pages she had displayed on the screen, "I'm Royal, that's the only reason I gained access to it so quickly."
"These pages are the ones that are most likely to be of interest to Tristan. Let me tell you, this magic has not been practiced or invoked in the gods know how long." I looked at the pages and found the same dialect that was on the one in Sophie's possession. "What am I reading, Ire? I have no idea what I'm looking at."
She winced and shook her head. "Sorry I forgot, and I can’t read it aloud, the power is in the words themselves, not in the speaker. That‘s what makes ancient magic so dangerous.” She tapped the screen again with a huge grin on her face. "Just the knowledge of knowing what incantations are at Tristan’s disposal is important. We have a starting point for protecting ourselves. It also gives us a hint at the Gullah’s ancestry."
Now we were getting somewhere! If we knew what power was running through their veins, we could find the element to counter it. When the founder created the elementals to protect the earth, he gave them one rule to follow for their creations. Each creation must have a specific weakness so that Humans can defend themselves from the stronger creations if need be. Once the demons and the Djin turned out to be such disappointments, the founder believed the Humans needed a failsafe if any of the Elementals turned on them. They didn't have that with the demons and the Djin.
Silver for the Lycanthropes, iron for the Fae, wood for Vampires, blah blah blah, each Extra has a weakness. My hope was fleeting. Irulan’s next words
"My magic won’t work long against you Sidhe, your strength is staggering; almost equal to my own, but I have time enough to make you see I mean your woman no harm."
Say what?! "I don't know what you think, but I'm not anybody's woman. She’s my best friend."
She smiled and released my hands, "Your lips and your heart are at odds with each other. Clearly one knows more than the other where it belongs and to whom.”
She stood and placed a hand over both our hearts. "You two are so completely bonded, the ties are almost visible.” I turned to look at Irulan and found her with a goofy lopsided grin plastered to her face. I was so going to hear about this later. I opened my mouth to protest, but Sophie grabbed my face to look directly into my eyes. "You, child, are the culmination. You have the potential to be everything the Abomination strives to be but never will be."
She released me, and sat back down, "Leave now before the sun gets too high in the sky for even one as blessed as you.” I left the meeting with Sophie even more confused than I had been when I woke up that morning. I drove back to hotel lost in thought. It was no use to try to talk to Irulan. She was on the phone with one of her kin that also lived on this plane. They were speaking in an Elvish dialect that was foreign to me, so there was no need for me even to try to follow the conversation.
She talked the entire way up the elevator and didn't hang up until we were back in out room. Once we got there, she opened my laptop and pulled up her email. The loud "YES" was a sure-fire indication that she had found what she had been looking for.
"VAL!” She yelled loud enough to bust my eardrums. Whatever was in that email had better be important! She pulled up a word processing program and opened a file.
"Last night my eyes, now my ears. Are your trying to maim me for some reason?"
She pulled me down to my knees, so I was eye level with the computer screen, "Can the whining, Valeria, this is important. I have a copy of the book Sophie showed us. It’s very rare, protected, kept under guard by our scholars at home.”
She pulled up various pages as she talked, “Luckily, Sayvar is one of the scholars that have access to the vaults. He's chronicling Sidhe life in Tire Nam Beo, that's why he's here now.” She pointed to the pages she had displayed on the screen, "I'm Royal, that's the only reason I gained access to it so quickly."
"These pages are the ones that are most likely to be of interest to Tristan. Let me tell you, this magic has not been practiced or invoked in the gods know how long." I looked at the pages and found the same dialect that was on the one in Sophie's possession. "What am I reading, Ire? I have no idea what I'm looking at."
She winced and shook her head. "Sorry I forgot, and I can’t read it aloud, the power is in the words themselves, not in the speaker. That‘s what makes ancient magic so dangerous.” She tapped the screen again with a huge grin on her face. "Just the knowledge of knowing what incantations are at Tristan’s disposal is important. We have a starting point for protecting ourselves. It also gives us a hint at the Gullah’s ancestry."
Now we were getting somewhere! If we knew what power was running through their veins, we could find the element to counter it. When the founder created the elementals to protect the earth, he gave them one rule to follow for their creations. Each creation must have a specific weakness so that Humans can defend themselves from the stronger creations if need be. Once the demons and the Djin turned out to be such disappointments, the founder believed the Humans needed a failsafe if any of the Elementals turned on them. They didn't have that with the demons and the Djin.
Silver for the Lycanthropes, iron for the Fae, wood for Vampires, blah blah blah, each Extra has a weakness. My hope was fleeting. Irulan’s next words
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