Page 76 of Right Hand Of The Reaper
“I’ve got you,” Magnus mumbled as his fingers stroked through my hair.
“Get me a pen and paper,” I said as I struggled to my feet. My knees buckled as I stood but strong hands caught me before I hit the ground again.
“Slow down, kitten,” Atticus said warmly.
“Here,” Rafe said as he thrust a paper and pen into my hand. I grabbed them and furiously started drawing what I could remember. I wasn’t an artist, and I didn’t think I could draw the guy I’d seen but the crown… it seemed so familiar. Had I seen it somewhere before?
I turned the picture towards Thane. “Have you seen this before?”
“Yes,” he replied, concern furrowing his brow.
“What is it?” I asked, looking at the twists and turns of the metal in the crown. The black diamonds surround by white ones looking like little stars in the darkness.
Thane took the picture out of my hand and looked at it like he was staring at a ghost from his past. “The Diadem of Nyx.”
“Isn’t that supposed to be in the vault?” Rayne grumbled.
Thane dropped to his knees in front of me, grabbing my face between the palms of his hands. He stared into my eyes as if he were searching for my very soul. “What did you see?”
I explained the vision I’d seen with the Diadem and the man and woman and watched as Thane’s expression darkened with my every word.
“We need to get into the vault,” he said.
“Why?” asked Atticus.
Thane stood and looked at the other men. “Because I think the item that went missing was the Diadem and either no one wanted Zeus to know or he did and covered it up.”
The others dissolved into a cacophony of debate as they argued over the next best course of action, so I tuned them out and looked at the woman in the portrait, the one where she looked sad compared to the others. Who was she? And why did she look like Nyx? Why did I? Apart from the different coloured hair, we looked alike. Did she know who she was or was she oblivious like I was. What the hell did it all mean?
I took out my phone and sent a message to Hades.
Me: So apparently, I’m Nyx reincarnated.
Hades: WTF?
I chuckled at the fact that Hades used acronyms. I hadn’t expected that. I thought he’d be old school and grammatically correct.
Me: Yup. There have been others too. I’m looking at a long line of them.
Hades: Again, WTF?
I snapped a picture of the gallery and sent it to him. His reply was instant.
Hades: Why the fuck is that vampire there?
I rolled my eyes at him. He was such a surly grump.
Me: Because the Fates told him to be here. But that’s not what we’re talking about.
Hades: He’s an asshole. But I see what you mean about the portraits. Why would I forget that was what Nyx looked like?
That was a good question. Thane hadn’t made the connection either.
Me: Perhaps it was something to do with the spell he did to save her.
Hades: What spell?
Me: Not sure. Some guy said some words, handed her the Diadem and then she vanished.
