Page 22 of King of Knights

I turn and rush to read them again. It’s as if the writing has changed before my eyes, forming my native language and not the ancient words that had been printed upon them.

As I read them over this time and piece it all together, I realize this is not a way to become Kendrick’s mate. This is to find his true mate in time.

Actually, one scroll speaks of finding his mate, the other helps me to cross her path once she’s found. Then, there’s a passage to instruct on how to make the future and present become one.

“Do you understand now, my child?”

I turn to the woman as she runs a hand over my hair. I’m still a bit confused. I shake my head at her as I look into her eyes. They remind me of flowing water.

“There is only one way for you to become his true mate. You have to find her in time and then join her. This will keep him safe,” she says and places a hand on my womb.

“But… I will need my sisters and two others from my bloodline. My sisters aren’t strong enough for this.”

“Since the beginning of time, we have had the choice of sacrifice. You haven’t given your sisters a choice of what they are willing to sacrifice for the legacy of your bloodline.

“He is your legacy. What you have done has taken away the option for you to be his host. Your gift from the gods has been altered.

“Other dangers now pursue you and your sisters. You may find they are more willing to follow through with this course than to face their fates in this time.”

“But the four of us aren’t enough and where would I find sacred immortal ground? I know not of such a place.”

“Ah, but you do, my child. We will lead you there. Do not worry about the others. They will be with you, but now you must go before they capture you.”

I shake my head to clear it. This is all so much at once. My thoughts are racing with each word she speaks.

“How can I know my sisters will be safe if we do this? I don’t want to lose them.”

“Your bond will never be broken, but as I’d know my own siblings in any form, so shall you,” she replies and begins to back away.

“Wait,” I call out and reach for her.

“It is for you to decide. How will you save the child?”

“I need to know more,” I plea.

The light appears once again and she steps into it. I shiver and ball my fists at my sides. Then, a voice fills my head.

“Take the course the gods send you on. One will make the wrong decision, but a second chance will be given. The others will walk the path given and time will bring favor.

“Now run, child. They are coming.”

My heart fills with fear. Her words sink in.Other dangers now pursue you and your sisters.

Who could be coming? What’s going on in the city? Swiftly, I turn and gather the scrolls, shoving them into my satchel. The sconces relight, causing me to look around.

“Yanique, I’ve found her,” Annaniah calls, then she turns to me. “Venus, we must go. The soldiers are coming for us. They are riding for the village. We need to flee.”

I throw my bag across my body and rush toward my sister. Annaniah takes my hand in a tight squeeze when I reach her. I tighten my fingers around hers and pull her with me.

“Wait,” I say to my sisters as Yanique and Zandra meet up with us at the base of the stairs leading up to the sanctuary.

“What is it?” Yanique says in impatience.

“The book, we should take it if we need to flee.”

Zandra turns forThe Book of Paths. A gasp leaves her and she turns to look back at me. Her eyes are wide and filled with fear.

“It is gone. How is it gone? Will we be able to exit?”

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