Eternal Dawn (Vampire Queen Trilogy 3) by Rebecca Maizel

Author:Rebecca Maizel [Maizel, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
ISBN: 9781447217794
Publisher: Macmillan Children's Books
Published: 2014-07-03T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

That next night, the clock in the study atrium ticked slower than perhaps any clock in the history of time.

7.20 p.m. . . . 7.45 . . . 7.47 . . .

As I waited, I sat with my fingers inches from Rhode’s journal. It sat beside my virtually unused biology notebook and my mocha latte.

My fingers hovered over the little book.

Last time Rhode and I had been at Wickham, our minds were connected through the power of our souls. One soul could not live without the other, Suleen had once told me. Anam Cara.

Connecting to Rhode’s mind was one thing. But this journal was not his mind. It would be an intrusion. I would just sit here and continue to wait for Cassius.

. . . 7.57 p.m.

What did Rhode want to confess in the confines of these pages? What secrets? Did he watch the constellations? Did he dream of me?

I pushed the soft leather journal further away from me with my fingertips. I couldn’t bear it. In my own notebook I wrote down words and ideas that had been swimming through my mind.

Demelucrea.

Renoiera. I said the word aloud and even rolled the r a little like the Dems had done. I blushed. Who was I kidding? I was no queen any more.

I continued to scribble hard against the lined paper.

How did the Hollow Ones obtain my blood to make the Demelucrea? If time had changed, how was this even possible? This was a mystery I would uncover if it killed me. It probably will, I thought, and sipped my drink.

Members of the astronomy club jogged by the window behind me, heading up to the archery plateau. Everyone was positively raucous because of the eclipse the next day.

Tell me, Fire – any clues about onyx? How is it you never told me this? How is it an entire race of vampires exists because of me? How could you leave me –

I scribbled in the notebook, my other hand resting on Rhode’s journal.

Oh, I didn’t want to talk to Fire. I wanted to talk to Rhode.

‘Ugh,’ I groaned, and got up from the table. Damn Tony! How could he bring me something so precious? He knew I wouldn’t be able to resist it!

I sat down. One page. Just one page of the journal and that would be it. I tugged at the leather flaps and flipped open the front cover. On the title page in his precise, slim handwriting were the words:

Ask yourself my love whether you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. — John Keats

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