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“I don’t know. But something doesn’t feel right. It feels like a storm gathering on the horizon. Don’t you sense it too?” He ran his hand over his arm, rubbing at goosebumps. “It’s building. The energy in here is off the fucking charts.”
“Give me a sec.” Grounding myself, I visualised silver roots growing out of my feet and feathering deep into the ground. Closing my eyes, I shivered as golden light cascaded through my chakras and—
“Oh my God, how could I be so blind?” Peter gasped.
My eyes ripped open just in time to see him stagger back, his gaze locked on my face.
“What…what happened?” I reached for him.
Henri suddenly appeared. “See what? What didn’t you see, Pete?” Grabbing Peter by the elbow, he fought the urge to shake him. “Spit it the hell out.”
Peter let out a guttural groan that tore at my insides. “The masks. The crown she’s wearing…they’re…he’s dressed us in fucking diamonds.”
Henri gave me a horrified look.
I touched the crown atop my head and swayed as I studied Peter.
His mask.
His outfit.
Not an angel.
A diamond—
“He knows.” Henri grabbed me. “He knows about the chit.”
I trembled. “But—”
“Gentlemen!” Victor’s voice cut through the classical strings and stopped my heart. Through the hazy shimmering fabric, all three of us froze as Victor stood on a small stage and raised his goblet. “Happy Halloween!”
“Happy Hallows’ Eve!” Roland smirked.
“Tell us you have a good game tonight!” Ian grinned.
Victor preened and waited for the murmurings to die down. Flicking his velvet cape to cover his feet, he smiled like a dark magician about to bring all those he’d damned back to life. “As it so happens, I do have a particular game in mind.”
A roar of approval.
A splattering of applause.
“But first, allow me say a few words.” Victor smiled as silence fell again. “To start, I wish to announce some housekeeping, along with a new business opportunity. You were selected to attend tonight as you’re the most accomplished and have high pedigrees out of all my guests.”
Henri grabbed my left hand.
Peter my right.
We stood as a frozen trio as Victor shot us a look through the material and tipped his glass in our direction.
“First, and possibly the best piece of news this evening is…I’m going to have a son!”
Every Master broke into over-the-top cheers. “Congrats!”
“Now your Jewelry Box can continue for generations!”
“Do our memberships transfer to our boys, Vic?”
Victor nodded along. “Yes, yes. Okay, that’s enough. Hush. Quiet.”
