Part 11 (1/2)
”That is amazing. The first slayer was Vladimir's sister yes?” Lucian asked.
”Yes, she was the first slayer. It is really a shocking story. When his sister was set upon by eight different types of demons coated in darkness, she should have died from her wounds. Only Vladimir came upon them and began to slay them over his sister's body. She was there, her wounds open and her heart still beating. The eight demons were killed. A witch, a changeling, a Jinn, a gargoyle, a wyvern, an Incubus, a stone demon, and a h.e.l.l hound all bled into her wounds. She was a powerful earth witch before that night, and her brother was already a vampire.” She s.h.i.+fted on the bed sitting up on her elbow to see him.
”He gave her blood thinking to save her. She began to heal, only it was different she didn't heal at a normal rate. It was slower than normal. Which he thought was because she had been laid open by their ripping claws. When she awaked weeks later, she was different. She could do things no vampire could, she was stronger faster, and the strangest thing was she didn't need blood. Vlad was concerned. Vivian, his sister, my grandmother began learning her new body.”
”Wait, your grandmother?” He asked.
”Yes, I might live to be very old Lucian. No one of slayer blood has ever died from natural causes. Not in more than a thousand years. The blood of the slayer is carried down from generation to generation, and it is completely the same as the last. Vlad had a scientist who studied our blood. Mine is the same as the first slayers.” Liza paused taking a breath then continued to tell Lucian about her family.
”My grandmother had two children both girls. My mother had me and her sister had two boys. My grandmother was betrayed. Did you never wonder why Vlad had no problem with you killing his brother? It was because less than six weeks before you did he had killed my grandmother. Vlad had just discovered this and was on his way here to kill his brother when you killed him first.”
”I did wonder. I thought it was just that he did not like all the killing that he had been doing in the last few years of his term.” Lucian said looking at her.
”No, it was because he had killed his sister. He went back and protected my mother and her sister. He left on a short trip about two hundred years later and my mother and her sister were set upon by another vampire who knew what they were. My mother escaped, and went into hiding living as a human. Her sister and her two boys were ripped apart before my mother could save them. She was heartbroken by her loss. For a long time, until she met my father she traveled just slaying every demon with darkness coating them that she could find. Turning new slayers, she lived that way for about three hundred years.” Liza knew Lucian felt her sadness when revealing her mother's story. She felt his mind surround hers while his arms wrapped around her offering comfort.
”Then she met my father about a hundred years ago, and at first she resisted having children because she feared dying and leaving them behind. My father finally convinced her twenty five years ago to try. I was born and for a time things were good. We were happy. Then she was killed, and my father went with her to her grave. He just wasn't the same man after her death. I came here more and more to get away from his hard training schedules and his need for me to always be alert. I remember being eight and he snuck into my room. He put a knife to my throat and made me fight him to get free. He did that randomly for over two years.” Liza s.h.i.+vered at the memory.
”He did what!” Lucian roared.
”It wasn't to be cruel, Lucian. He wanted me safe. I always knew that was why. It was why I was able to kill Thomas you know.”
”You killed him for touching you again.” He demanded.
”Yes.” Liza told him hoping he would not judge her for killing the man. He had not been coated in evil, he'd just been a cruel man.
”Good.” He murmured kissing her forehead.
”Anyway then about four years ago at this very ball Vlad saw me and almost had a heart attack. I am the very image of my mother it seems. He asked my mother's name and when I told him. He was astounded. I was glad to discover that I was not alone that I had family. Not that my slayers aren't my family, but it's different. I am the last of my line, but I hope to one day not be.”
”I still wish I had known what you father was doing to you when you were younger. I would have stopped him.” Lucian growled.
”You were busy with the territory wars, and he made me a better warrior.” Liza told him.
”That is not an excuse for cruelty, kitten.” Lucian grumbled. Then he seemed to remember something. ”Why do your eyes glow green, when your eyes are hazel?” He asked startling her.
”When...Ah, the fight. I wasn't able to hold the glamor.” Liza realized. ”The glamor muddies them.”
”Drop the glamor.” He demanded. ”You do not need it any longer.”
”Lucian, it is necessary for me to appear human. I will still be interacting with them and my eyes are eerie.”
”Not here. I need to know that there are no more secrets between us, kitten. I need to have every part of you. I cannot allow you to only let me see the parts of you that you wish to show me. I need all of you.” His impa.s.sioned plea along with his hand running through her hair made her sigh and drop the glamor for him.
She could remember her father's reaction every time she had dropped her glamor. She knew that it had been to protect her, but it still hurt to think of the number of time he had been cruel to her because of her lack of control. By the time she was seven she could hold the glamor without thought.
Lucian stared into her eyes, shocked by the beauty of them. The normally hazel eyes were sparks of blue and green and a swirling golden brown that seemed to wrap around the sparks.
”How could you hide such beauty? It is almost a crime.” He whispered, making her heart melt.
”You know that no human has these eyes and I have to appear human.”
”Not here. Not in this manor, or in this bedroom. You will not hide this beauty from me.” Lucian demanded with a rumbled growl.
”Okay. Only here though, when we're alone.” She felt his dark satisfaction when she responded.
”I like the idea that I am the only one with this part of you.” He told her his mouth moving to kiss down her neck.
”Yes, I can tell.” She whispered, her hand caressing his hardened member. She laughed as his pushed her back into the bed with a growl of need. He made love to her for three hours that night before he finally let her sleep. As they fell into a deep dreamless contentment, she thought she had finally come home for good.
Two days later, Liza was sitting in Lucian's lap in his study when a commotion in the hall made him quickly pull her s.h.i.+rt down to cover her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. The door opened and the several members of the council walked into Lucian's study without waiting to be announced. Liza tried to move from his lap, but he stopped her.
No you are not going anywhere. I am far from done with you, mate. Lucian's gruff voice told her. His hands squeezed her a.s.s and his lips ran down her neck.
Lucian... She began, but was interrupted by the rude voice of Herbert the small vampire who had burst through the door first. He was Lauren's, the spelled girl from the ball, father.
”See I told you, he is spelled. He cannot even stop with the disgusting display when we are present.” Herbert sneered.
”Herbert, I keep telling you that he is not spelled. That is ridiculous. He is bonded to her.” Tobias a dark-haired vampire, who's territory was close to Marcus's stated.
”He is! I am telling you that he is.” The little man roared.
”What is this about gentlemen? As you can see I am attending to important matters and I do not have the patience for this today.” Lucian drawled, glaring at the men standing just inside the study.
She could feel the anger pouring off him as he watched the four men stand there.
”I am sorry, sire. They burst past me and Dominick is out.” Toby said from the hallway.
”It is fine, Toby. I will handle this.” Lucian snarled.
Liza was evaluating this, Herbert seemed very agitated, oddly so. She remembered Tara and her friend who were spelled and suddenly she knew. She leaned forward her lips moving up the side of Lucian's neck as he leaned back to allow her better access. She watched Herbert's reaction. His mouth tightened.
”You barged in here, and you seem to be very agitated, Herbert. It is strange. You know I have been thinking, Morvan did not have the subtlety to arrange for two women to be spelled to distract everyone, but you seem very sure that is what happened the other day. Now, you seem very sure that Lucian is spelled by me. How odd. I also see a bit of that dark aura clinging to your hands. How very odd that I saw it on two women so recently.” Liza spoke from Lucian's lap.
”That is insane. I would never do such a thing! You are allowing her to accuse your council of treason now? I will have you arrested for treason, young lady. I know you have spelled our king.” Herbert yelled.
”That is not going to happen. I also find it strange that your daughter was spelled. It seems a bit convenient.” Lucian's cold voice stated as guards moved into the room.
”That is not true. My daughter is mentally ill. I did not know.” Herbert cried.
”I find it very odd you would say that, Herbert. You see I had Morgana look at her and she was definitely spelled. I think perhaps we should have you tested for those same bonds, and your home searched for the spells. Just to be a.s.sured that you have not spelled your own daughter of course.” Lucian informed the man motioning for the guards to grad him.
They took Herbert who began screeching about how that little b.i.t.c.h had ruined everything.
”Call my queen that again and I will kill you.” Lucian roared, only calming when Liza's hand slid up and down his arm.
It was short work for the man to be dragged out and the council apologized, then left. Liza soothed his frayed nerves with kisses and caresses. Later she admitted that discovering that one piece of the puzzle that had been nagging at her, made her feel relieved.