“The Stone Masters need Dominion to take back control.” Fabian offered a reassuring smile. “He will stop this annihilation of our kind.”
“That’s why the Stone Masters severed their allegiance?” I realized. “They disagreed with Sovereign on how to manage the vampires.”
“The Stone Masters are ready to return to joint rule,” Fabian said. “Vampires and mortals governing together.”
“I need those scrolls,” I said.
Fabian looked solemn. “Sovereign has them now, I’m afraid. Several years ago, they raided the Stone Masters library and stole them.”
“Any idea where they may be keeping them?” I asked.
“None,” said Fabian.
“I’m having a hard time putting the pieces together,” Ingrid admitted.
“That’s because a piece is missing,” Fabian said.
“We need Dominion,” I said. “Where do we find him?”
Fabian lowered his gaze. “I’m afraid there’s an issue even more pressing.”
Ingrid caught our interaction.
Fabian gave her a sympathetic look. “I’m afraid your friend Blake has been poisoned.”
Ingrid became panicked and leaped to her feet.
Fabian rose. “He’s safe at the Mount. Alex is watching over him.”
“Is there a cure?” her voice sounded frail.
“The poison eventually dissipates,” Fabian said. “Metabolizes. Though until then, if left unobserved the vampire forgets the threat of daylight.”
“Fabian, can you return my memory?” She glanced my way. “I want to help, but I can’t do it unless my memory’s restored.”
“I’ll allow it.” Fabian appeared thoughtful. “William, she imbibes an abundance, less than needed to turn her, but enough to kindle her. And then you keep her awake.”
Ingrid’s face flushed with excitement. “Will it be returned completely?”
Fabian’s full attention stayed on me. “Maintenez arousal sensuel continu.”
“Was that French?” Ingrid asked.
I sighed and gave her a look of the obvious.
She blushed wildly, realizing.
“Both of you can discuss this later, perhaps?” Fabian said. “Your first step of this journey should be taken at the Mount.” Fabian strolled away, nearing the far corner.
“What does that mean, exactly?” I asked.
“Keep Dominion safe.” Fabian paused and peered back to me. “The truth will out.”
Chapter Thirty
The night air chilled my bones, and I turned my attention to the cloudy night sky, banishing the moon if only for a moment.
Waiting for Ingrid on the castle roof, I stared out over the ocean admiring the way Marazion’s city reflected bursts of light off its surface. The Mount felt like home again, and this once stagnant melancholy was now lifting. Though I still didn’t feel ready to take on that which seemed cruelly daunting.