Chapter 65

“Perhaps’ those small things have been your downfall with him, Alexander. Perhaps he was cunning enough to know the memories would defeat you where he could not.” He brought her hand to the warmth of his mouth. “I know only that he was a great man and I loved him much. We were together two thousand years, Miah, even during the last few centuries when we battled long. He was always there, touching my mind, sharing information, a challenge in a world of emptiness. It was Luther who allowed me to continue when the darkness threatened and the whisper of power called to me.

He was always there, my mission on this earth. To allow another to destroy him would be a sacrilege and I have given my word of honor to him.” He shook his head, his sorrow so great it weighed both of them down, a stone on their hearts. “Alexander?” The voice shimmered in his mind and Miah heard it as clearly as Alexander did. It was soft and beautiful. Lonely. Concerned. It sent a shiver deep inside her very soul.

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