Immortal Supremacy (The Judas Chronicles Book 8) by Aiden James

Author:Aiden James [James, Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Manor House Books
Published: 2016-07-14T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The initial room in the network of caverns was smaller than I remembered it to be. Not all that surprising, since many things are much larger in scale in the modern age as compared to colonial times. Perhaps the gentle emerald glow offered by the Nephilim carried some influence as well. A feeling of peace enveloped my being as all seven of us prepared to follow the light into another narrow passageway located along the northern side of the room. One of roughly a dozen passageways from this spot, I recalled Lester lamenting once about his oldest son, Thomas, breaking a leg after falling more than twenty feet when one of the passageways opened up to a chasm. The boy was fortunate to have fallen onto a ledge, as the hole plummeted much deeper.

“Aye, the fall could’ve taken the lad all the way to Hell, had an angel not caught him!” Lester’s words resounded in my head, as if we had conversed about the incident a mere week ago, and not two and a half centuries in the past. “But, he’ll be no good as a soldier or a farmer, since the able doctor, Peter Fleming, could only do so much to reset the bones in his right leg…. My boy will need a cane until his days on earth end and he’s called heavenward.”

I realize most would find this a mundane matter in modern times. But Lester had already lost two sons—one in a hunting accident and the other died of lung fever, better known today as pneumonia. He had one other boy, but this son carried a frailty that had always bothered Lester. His hope of an heir to maintain his highly successful plantation rested on Thomas’ shoulders, and sadly, the injury did impinge on his ability to oversee the plantation’s prosperity. Even before the Civil War arrived, Riverwood had become a shell of its former glory, despite the efforts of Thomas Jr.—Lester’s grandson--to keep it respectable among Virginia’s storied plantations….

“Fortunately, your Nephilim friend is only calling us down one pathway…. I hope we don’t need to rely on your wings to carry us to where she’s waiting for us.”

Racco’s comment to Nora pulled me back to the present. Really, his observation might’ve been intended for Damien, whose curiosity was pulled to peer into another cave entrance that appeared to lead back to the house—a more logical pathway, if common sense was all we had to go by. I reminded them about what I knew of the passageways crisscrossing—another feature that had irritated Lester McCabe.

“We will protect the three of you from falling,” said Kazikli. “Nora and I should lead the way down.”

He looked to Gustav for approval, who agreed this was the best idea, and that the vampire king and Xuanxang would protect the rear, leaving my sorcerer pals and myself in the middle of the line.

To be safe, the vampires waited a moment, and I joined them in trying to sense if Ralu or any of his Chupacabra legions had followed us.

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