correct?”
I nod, gaining hope from Millie's story. “Yes.”
“Also, if you add in the fact that he's never been to Cirrus before, which is an essential part of phasing, what other explanation is there but that he is indeed your soul mate? He knew you were in trouble, and he came to you. I'm not sure it can get any clearer than that, even to someone as stubborn as him.”
“Why would he try to deny this connection between us?” I ask, not understanding why he would want to reject his feeling for me if he felt the same way I did.
“Odds are the old codger still holds a grudge against your biological father,” Millie snorts. “It was the reason Master Malcolm asked Lord Andre to raise you instead of doing the job himself.”
“Did you know my biological father?” I ask, feeling curiosity get the best of me. “Who was he?”
Millie shakes her head resolutely. “That I absolutely cannot tell you.”
“Why?” I ask.
“Because your father made me promise that I would never talk about him to you until he had the opportunity to do it himself first. Since we don't know what's become of Lord Andre, I have to keep to my faith that the two of you will be reunited again one day soon. When you are, you can ask him whatever questions you might have yourself.”
“Can you at least tell me why Malcolm seems to hate this man so much?”
Millie hesitates but gives me at least that much information. “I don't know the whole story, but I do know that he hurt Master Malcolm a long time ago. That's all I know about it. Neither Master Malcolm or Lord Andre wanted to talk about the incident much.”
“Did...did my real father love my mother?”
Millie smiles forlornly, like the memory is a bittersweet one for her. “I believe he loved her very much. Your mother was exactly what he needed because she was able to teach him the most important lesson of all, how to love again. Their union was doomed from the start, I think, but you couldn't tell either one of them that. Master Malcolm tried to separate them after he learned about their relationship, but neither of them paid any mind to his words of caution. All they could think about was each other. It was almost like the outside world didn't exist for them when they were together. I was so happy for your mother. I just wish the happiness could have lasted.”
“Why did she die giving birth to me?” I ask. “With our technology, people don't normally die from that sort of thing anymore. It should have been preventable.”
“The pregnancy itself was simply too hard on her body. Your mother refused to have anything placed inside her that might harm you. From the moment you were conceived, you became more important to her than her own life. Your biological father and Master Malcolm tried to persuade her into seeking medical attention, but Amalie was just as stubborn as the two of them. She believed that if it was meant for her to survive the pregnancy then she would without any outside help.”
“Why did a normal pregnancy kill her?” I ask. “I still don't understand.”
“I think you and I both know that you are not like everyone else,” Millie says gently.
I sit there for a moment letting my thoughts run their natural course.
“I killed her, didn't I?” I ask, my voice breaking over the knowledge that I truly did cause my mother's death.
“It wasn't your fault,” Millie says with such tenderness I have to believe her. “You were conceived out of pure love, my sweet. I don't think you can ask for a better reason to be born into this world than that.”
“Was my father a Watcher too?” I ask.
“No, he was definitely not a Watcher.”
“Then why am I able to phase?”
“That ability comes from both your mother and your father. They could both do it.”
“Then my father was an angel of some sort?”
“Yes, but that's all I can say,” Millie says stubbornly. “I would really rather wait for Lord Andre or Master Devereaux to explain him to
I nod, gaining hope from Millie's story. “Yes.”
“Also, if you add in the fact that he's never been to Cirrus before, which is an essential part of phasing, what other explanation is there but that he is indeed your soul mate? He knew you were in trouble, and he came to you. I'm not sure it can get any clearer than that, even to someone as stubborn as him.”
“Why would he try to deny this connection between us?” I ask, not understanding why he would want to reject his feeling for me if he felt the same way I did.
“Odds are the old codger still holds a grudge against your biological father,” Millie snorts. “It was the reason Master Malcolm asked Lord Andre to raise you instead of doing the job himself.”
“Did you know my biological father?” I ask, feeling curiosity get the best of me. “Who was he?”
Millie shakes her head resolutely. “That I absolutely cannot tell you.”
“Why?” I ask.
“Because your father made me promise that I would never talk about him to you until he had the opportunity to do it himself first. Since we don't know what's become of Lord Andre, I have to keep to my faith that the two of you will be reunited again one day soon. When you are, you can ask him whatever questions you might have yourself.”
“Can you at least tell me why Malcolm seems to hate this man so much?”
Millie hesitates but gives me at least that much information. “I don't know the whole story, but I do know that he hurt Master Malcolm a long time ago. That's all I know about it. Neither Master Malcolm or Lord Andre wanted to talk about the incident much.”
“Did...did my real father love my mother?”
Millie smiles forlornly, like the memory is a bittersweet one for her. “I believe he loved her very much. Your mother was exactly what he needed because she was able to teach him the most important lesson of all, how to love again. Their union was doomed from the start, I think, but you couldn't tell either one of them that. Master Malcolm tried to separate them after he learned about their relationship, but neither of them paid any mind to his words of caution. All they could think about was each other. It was almost like the outside world didn't exist for them when they were together. I was so happy for your mother. I just wish the happiness could have lasted.”
“Why did she die giving birth to me?” I ask. “With our technology, people don't normally die from that sort of thing anymore. It should have been preventable.”
“The pregnancy itself was simply too hard on her body. Your mother refused to have anything placed inside her that might harm you. From the moment you were conceived, you became more important to her than her own life. Your biological father and Master Malcolm tried to persuade her into seeking medical attention, but Amalie was just as stubborn as the two of them. She believed that if it was meant for her to survive the pregnancy then she would without any outside help.”
“Why did a normal pregnancy kill her?” I ask. “I still don't understand.”
“I think you and I both know that you are not like everyone else,” Millie says gently.
I sit there for a moment letting my thoughts run their natural course.
“I killed her, didn't I?” I ask, my voice breaking over the knowledge that I truly did cause my mother's death.
“It wasn't your fault,” Millie says with such tenderness I have to believe her. “You were conceived out of pure love, my sweet. I don't think you can ask for a better reason to be born into this world than that.”
“Was my father a Watcher too?” I ask.
“No, he was definitely not a Watcher.”
“Then why am I able to phase?”
“That ability comes from both your mother and your father. They could both do it.”
“Then my father was an angel of some sort?”
“Yes, but that's all I can say,” Millie says stubbornly. “I would really rather wait for Lord Andre or Master Devereaux to explain him to
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