Page 196 of Heart of the High King
Chapter 73
On Saturdays, there were Sorcery D’Vaire meetings, and although they’d been suspended while he’d slept for six damn weeks, Aleksander was happy to be attending them regularly again. Rafe’s spirits were steadily rising, and he’d taken the news about Molly well. It helped to have the answers and despite the decisions she’d made in her life, Rafe was comforted by the knowledge that she was his mother.
It was bittersweet though, as he would’ve preferred to learn the news while she still walked the mortal plane. For Aleksander, he was gratified to see Rafe going out of his way to build a friendship with Kendrick, though if it’d been him, he might not have taken to the dragon so quickly after the nasty things he’d said to him, but perhaps he wasn’t as kindhearted.
“Ready to start?” Rafe asked near his ear.
“Yeah, go ahead.”
Rafe glared. “Is this another of those empowerment moments like I need to be reminded that somehow I’m president too?”
“Hey, I still haven’t figured out why I’m in charge so honestly, I was just being lazy.”
Their lips met when Rafe leaned in for a kiss. “Okay,” he responded. “Huh.”
“What?” Aleksander asked.
“I think I just figured out why it’s magickind. I was going to say sorcerers and shifters but realized I would be excluding the dead guy and the blood-sucking one. Is that magic by the way? To need blood?”
Grigori shrugged. “I can manipulate thoughts and teleport, though that can work as a skill, not always as sorcery.”
“Trust me, that whole vampire bite deal is pure magic,” Delaney told him.
“Again, why is it called the Council of Sorcery and Shifters? It’s excluding not only elves, but dead people, and vampires,” Renny demanded.
“I told you, when we created it there were only five races and they were all sorcerers,” T’Eirick snapped.
“Chand, why didn’t you change it?” Renny asked.
“I told you before that I didn’t think of it. I’m sorry I’m not fucking perfect, Renny. I wasn’t hung up on names,” the Arch Lich and former ruler of the Council retorted.
“I have this knack for starting fights,” Rafe said, blinking slowly.
“No, we’re surrounded by crazy people,” Aleksander assured him. “Argue about it later or write a letter to Chrys or Elf.”
Renny lifted a finger high over his head. “It’s going to be a damn long one.”
“Would anyone like to discuss how we’re going to help my mate find his dragon?” Aleksander asked.
Vadimas let out a breath. “I’m at a loss, Rafe. I don’t know how else we can help you. All I can suggest is that you keep working with Jeremiah, and perhaps in time you’ll get there.”
“Is it possible that it will take a century just as if we were discussing a newborn drakeling?” Liam, Vadimas’s father asked. “That those connections once completely lost have to slowly be rebuilt instead of just yanking the dragon back as Marcus did?”
“As frustrating as it would be to have to wait a hundred years to find out if you’re right, I might not have a choice. It does make sense. I’ll keep up my classes with Jeremiah and hopefully, I’ll feel my dragon again at some point. I think it’s a good theory, and I’m tired of it being the sole focus of Sorcery D’Vaire. What about a new project?”
“I think we can keep scouring for any books that show up that might help us, but I’m open to starting something else,” Severin remarked.
“Okay, cool, what?” Renny asked.
Heads turned, shoulders shrugged, and eyebrows lifted but no one said a word.
“I suggest we take a couple of days and jot down ideas. We can figure out which task we might feel is doable at our next meeting,” Aleksander suggested.
“That works,” Idris responded. “Before you adjourn, I need to address Immortalis.”
“Immortalis?” Liam asked.
“Uh…Vadimas, did you forget to explain something to your father?” Aleksander inquired.
