Kiss Across Blades by Cooper-Posey Tracy

Author:Cooper-Posey, Tracy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampire Time Travel Romance Novel
Publisher: Stories Rule Press
Published: 2019-10-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

When Neven stepped into the chateau, the sun was lowering. The short winter day was nearly at an end and still London had not been found.

Eventually, she would attempt to jump away from her captivity. She would build up the courage to try it, even though she must jump blind…if she could jump at all.

He suspected Remi was right. The actual physical leaping start was merely a mental prompt, a way to kick the mind into initiating the jump. Even though he didn’t like to remember it, Neven could not help but consider the moment when he had drowned in a lake, anchored to the bottom. He had jumped from that place, although he could not remember the jump at all.

As Neven entered the front hall of the chateau, the old man with the young eyes who had been working at the table that morning came up to him. “Monsieur Sauveterre requests your presence, Monsieur Neven.”

Neven nodded. “Where is he?”

“In his apartment, Monsieur.”

“Thank you.” Neven turned to the stairs, climbed quickly and made his way to the apartment. He tapped on the door and walked in.

The front room of the apartment was empty. Doors at the back of the room stood open, showing a large bed with a canopy embroidered with fleur-de-lis. There were three doors on the side wall, all of them closed.

The sitting room they had arrived in last night was the middle door. Neven opened the door.

Denis sprawled in the armchair, his feet up on a stool. He looked drained. “You are back sooner than I thought. I didn’t expect you until the morning at least.”

“We had to postpone the hunt for a few hours,” Neven said unhelpfully. He closed the door behind him.

Denis shoved the stool with his foot, so it scraped across the floor and away from him. “Sit for a moment. I would speak with you.” He sat up, wincing.

“How is your head?”

“Wounded, thank you,” Denis said. “I have been thinking, while waiting for you to return and there are some questions I would ask you.”

Neven didn’t sit. “Perhaps we should wait until Remi returns.”

“No, thank you,” Denis said. “Remi does not like me, which is rather odd, under the circumstances. I want to know why.”

Neven perched on the stool. It was too low for his long legs, but it was better than standing over the man. “You feel it is your privilege that everyone should love you?”

Denis rolled his eyes. It was very Remi-like. “I long ago gave up such pretensions. Are you familiar with philosophy, Neven?”

“I studied the ancient philosophers when I was younger.”

“I have studied them all over the years,” Denis said. “The books are there in the library and of no value to anyone but me. That has been my only personal indulgence for many years. There was a Roman, Seneca…do you know him?”

“One of the Stoics,” Neven replied. “Yes, I know a little about him. He was rich. Privileged. Then he lost it all and was forced to kill himself.

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