Krys nodded and led Ice
from the room.
“Now what happens?” Ice
wanted to know.
“Now they talk and make
their decision regarding the prisoners’ fates.”
“Why weren’t they happy to
learn about my child?”
He
looked surprised and then laughed. “I keep forgetting how ignorant you are
about vampiric life. Vampires are either turned or born, either way permission
must be granted by the Council. In addition, there are laws banning colors
mixing.”
“I
know that. Humans have the same laws.”
“We
used our abilities to encourage that attitude. Each color has a particular
Gift. Mixing the colors means that the child might possess the Gifts of both
bloodlines. There is a myth about a child of all bloodlines. It says that the
child will either be the savior of all or the destroyer of all. The
translation’s a little fuzzy.”
“That’s
why he wanted my children. To create such a child.”
“I
believe so. The person who controls the child of myth would have a great deal
of power.”
“What
will happen to them?”
Krys
looked at him. “You actually care about what happens to those children?”
Ice
organized his thoughts. “I don’t love them. I can’t love them. They are the
product of rape, but they are children. They don’t deserve to die for their
father’s sins.”
“The
Council isn’t happy about their existence, but they don’t kill children without
cause. They will be monitored to ensure that they do not follow in their
father’s footsteps. Since they are vampires, they will be required to swear
allegiance to the Council when they come of age. If they get into trouble after
that, they will be dealt with accordingly.”
Ice
and Krys sat there for hours. With Ice’s testimony delivered, Krys was willing
to answer any and all of Ice’s questions about the Council and vampires in
general. Krys was appalled at Ice’s ignorance and was glad that Snow was dead
because otherwise he’d have to kill her for her actions.
No comments:
Post a Comment