Page 61 of Becoming D'Vaire
“Yeah, and I know none of us are going to want to wait very long to cast the resurrection spell, and we’re going to combine all our magic in the hopes of coaxing Fate to imbue you with a healthy amount of power,” Delaney replied.
“I can fix that problem for you. Dragons aren’t affected by the stones. I’ll do it. If that’s what it takes to get rid of these asshats for good and it won’t cause you pain because you’ll be unconscious, then I’d be more than happy to help,” Aleksander stated. His voice was stern, and his jaw was clenched. With each passing day, he grew more and more irritated by the fear they’d lived with since Latarian could not be found.
“Dra’Kaedan’s my mate, I’ll do it,” Brogan countered.
“There’s no fucking way I’m going to let you jam a stone into your mate’s parents. Think again and if you want to play ugly, I’m your king. What I say goes,” Aleksander retorted.
“Will it hurt you guys?” Dra’Kaedan asked his parents.
“We’ll be unconscious, dear. We won’t feel a thing. We’re going to need someone to hand it off to on the other side, though. When Carvallius is executed, we’ll need a person to jam it into his soul. The same for Latarian whenever she’s found,” Saura responded.
“Well, I’ve still been toying with the idea of shadow walking to speak with Derwin. I can talk to either the Coven of Familiars or the Coven of Warlocks and ask for a volunteer. I’m guessing I’ll have a line several thousand people long,” Dre’Kariston drawled out.
“At the very least. I think you should do it, Son. Start with the Coven of Familiars. Carvallius’s died long before any war was ever fought. He’d be the best bet as they once shared a magic source attached at the soul. Eldwyn would remember his name. Find my familiar, and he can help you plan it,” T’Eirick suggested.
“You wanted to shadow walk, didn’t you, Del? You could go with Dre’Kariston,” Grigori insisted.
Delaney grabbed his hand and squeezed. “We’re not mated yet. We need to be bonded before Chand’s going to let me,” he said, then turned to Dre’Kariston. “Don’t wait on me. We’ve got a short timetable here. T’Eirick and Saura will run out of time soon. Grigori and I just met.”
“There will always be a next time, right?” Dre’Kariston responded. “Okay, we’ll start making plans to get that done. Let’s start figuring out the exact method we’ll need to get the stones across with Aleksander’s help. On the other side, they will need to trap Carvallius’s soul as he dies. So when we know he’s going to be executed, we’ll give them a heads up.”
“His transformation to being corporeal isn’t complete. He’s getting closer but it’s so random, it’s difficult to pinpoint a timetable,” Alaric supplied.
“As long as we have a plan in place, I can be patient,” Dre’Kariston remarked.
“Speaking of dying, I know none of us wants to talk about it, but I don’t want a big fuss. We’re going to cross the veil, but we’ll essentially be right back. We’ll need let’s say a day or so to make sure we’ve located whoever needs to have the two stone slivers,” Saura commented.
“No. Killian the Dwyer was gracious enough to light your pyre, which was done with thousands of other warlocks pointlessly destroyed. This time, you’ll have a full warlock funeral rite. One befitting the Grand Warlock and Grand Summoner,” Dra’Kaedan argued. “We need it as much as you deserve it. Like you said, we need to let go of the past. When you died, Dre’Kariston was lying in a bed ravaged by Carvallius’s magic and barely holding it together. My identity was stolen, and I didn’t even know who you were. I think it would benefit all of us to have that closure. It’ll free us to fully welcome you as darkfallen.”
Saura glanced toward T’Eirick, who nodded. “If that’s what you think is best. I just hate seeing you all sad.”
“We won’t be when you return. We’ll cry our tears and let go of our previous lives just as you will. For over six hundred years, our family was torn apart by the selfishness and cruelty of others. Now, we rise as D’Vaires, united together,” Dre’Kariston said. His voice was thick with emotion, and his navy eyes were blazing with a mix of fury and pain.
“I hope every person in this room—those who use the name D’Vaire and those we consider extended family—knows how it humbles me to have you as part of my family. It still amazes me that from six dragons shunned by Court Ethelin, then all of dragonkind, we’re now this large and amazing group who can truly do anything they put their minds to. My heart overflows with the love I have for each one of you,” Aleksander commented.
“What the fuck, Bigfoot? You just waltz into one of our meetings and bring us all to tears?” Dra’Kaedan demanded.
“I do my best, Squirt, and we really do need to find a name for this group of yours,” the D’Vaire king responded.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. We’ll get to that. Right after we figure out how to make dark menders, glue Carvallius to the afterlife, hunt down Latarian and do the same to her, make some magic stones, and whatever else is on our to-do list,” Renny threw in.
“Not my fault you weren’t content enough to stop with making me immortal and creating fallen knights with dragons,” Aleksander tossed back.
“Speaking of which, we need to discuss Immortalis,” Idris interjected.
“You know the rules. It’s your potion. Who do you want to recommend?” Chander asked.
“I’d like to start with Worth,” Idris replied. “Are there any objections?”
“Not from me, and I appreciate you voting on my middle brother since I’m already stuck with Somerly for eternity,” Aleksander commented.
“Blame Fate, she gave me the Grand Summoner as my mate,” Somerly said.
“Let’s vote,” Idris stated. Worthington D’Vairedraconis was unanimously granted the ability to drink the Immortalis potion seconds later. “The next person I’d like us to vote on is actually a family of three. Lex and his parents. I know his folks are next door at Court Bera, but the Reverent Knight’s parents who run it already drank the potion.”
“Oh, thank goodness. I don’t know what I’d do without my best friend, and I’d hate for him to lose his folks, Duke Drogo and Duchess-mate Emmeline,” Somerly enthused.
Idris asked for and received another vote; this one gave immortality to three more people. “We have only one warlock who isn’t immortal. For that reason, and because he’s a very nice guy, I’d like to recommend Wullem. As his familiar, Leopold’s lifespan would be extended as well.”
