That was the first time she was really entering in Nicolas and my business and that calmed me a little. She put her warm hand on my arm to make me sit down again and pushed my glass toward me. The taste of the apple was good and the taste of alcohol had disappeared when she had warmed the liquid up. I looked at the pieces of apple skin floating in the half empty glass, thinking about what I was supposed to do know that I knew someone was probably waiting for me in Transylvania, someone who was the most important person on Earth for me, someone who I have abandoned in the prison of the vampire castle, someone who didn’t have as much time as I had to be safe and someone who was probably... I thought about it. I heard the word in my head but I pushed it away as fast as I could. Sorina couldn’t, if she was there was no more point for me to live on, if she was...
“Don’t think too much,” Nicolas said interrupting me at the more opportune moment.
“I just saw part of my past,” I said not willing to get into the details.
“One of the properties of the philosopher stone is to heal the part of the body of the person holding it. That’s how I recovered from my decease, that’s why Perenelle and I seems getting slowly younger. The thing is, we can’t use it for too long at once because I don’t know the effect it would have. It seemed to work as regressing more than at regenerate,” he said.
I didn’t understand all that I knew right know was that Sorina was not near me and that not seeing her was making me feel sick. I didn’t really care about the property of the stone. It was powerful fine, the humans all wanted it for whatever price they could pay fine. I just wanted to be near Sorina that was all I was asking for they could keep the stone, they could kill each others, they could do whatever the hell they wanted with it, nothing mattered anymore.
“What did you saw?” Perenelle asked.
I looked at her and for the first time I realized how piercing her green eyes could be. It was like if she knew already, like if she was reading in my heart why I was so eager to go back to Transylvania no matter the risk might be. I lower my eyes, I didn’t want to look at her, I didn’t want her to see that in me, I didn’t want to tell anyone about Sorina. All that time just being together had been dangerous for her, not for me, all that time but I had been there to protect her, now she was alone and as much as I wanted to talk about her, I felt that mentioning her was so risky, I felt like mentioning my love for her would make all the vampires of my clan go after her.
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