Requiem of the Soul: A Sovereign Sons Novel by Zavarelli A. & Knight Natasha

Author:Zavarelli, A. & Knight, Natasha
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-22T16:00:00+00:00

18

Santiago

Just after dusk, Mercedes stirs me from my fitful sleep, waving a cup of coffee beneath my nose. She's perched on my bed in a tight black dress, looking much like a vampire herself. I knew she wouldn't be able to stay away.

"What are you doing?" I glare up at her.

"Tell me everything." Her eyes are dark, lined with kohl, and she can't contain the eagerness churning in their depths.

"There's nothing to tell." I toss the covers off me and sit up, gesturing her out of the way. "Nothing that you should hear anyway."

"Santiago." She pouts. "Don't toy with me."

I offer her a sharp look over my shoulder and catch her staring at the ink on my back. She hasn't seen this piece yet. I'm not in the business of showing the art to anyone, much less my sister. I can tell she's surprised by it.

The art on my face is my own, as is much of the work on my arm. But it wasn't within my capabilities to tattoo my own back, no matter how much I would have liked to.

"Who did that?" she asks curiously as I drape last night's shirt over my body.

"A friend."

"It's beautiful," she murmurs.

"It's a means to an end."

My ink serves one purpose, and despite what some people may believe, it isn't to scare anyone. I was capable of that on my own before I ever had a single scar on my body. I just don't like to look at the memories of that night branded into my skin, and this was the only reasonable alternative.

I walk to the closet and retrieve a white dress shirt and a pair of black slacks. Mercedes continues to annoy me by touching the things in my room, gliding her fingers over the ornate bedposts, and scanning the space with snake-like eyes. She's looking for evidence that my bride was in here last night, determined to destroy any perceived weaknesses in my plan.

"She's in her own room,” I inform her. “She has been since last night."

"I know." Her lips curve into a mischievous grin.

My eyes narrow. "How long have you been back home?"

"Since this morning." She shrugs. "Presumably not long after you went to bed."

"I trust I don't need to warn you to leave her alone." My voice carries an edge to it Mercedes doesn't miss.

She eyes me speculatively. "Of course, brother. I would never dream of interfering."

Now she's toying with me.

"I have work to do," I tell her. "If you're going to lurk around The Manor, you will need to stay out of the way. And find something productive to do with your time. I can't have you sitting idle."

"No, we can't have that," she says bitterly. "The elders surely wouldn't like it."

"Mercedes." My jaw clenches.

She rolls her eyes. "I'm going to visit the chapel. I'll pray forgiveness for my many sins."

"I expect that should keep you occupied for the rest of the night," I answer dryly.

She snorts and leaves me to shower and dress. It is already later than I would like, and I have work to do.

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