"Hey guys, sorry it took so long, but here are the next two chapters, and I'm sorry to say that this fic as well as 'The Queen of The Goblin King' will be put on hold for a few months so I can get more chapters typed up. This way I'll be able to bring you guys new chapters each month without having a case of writers block to worry about. Thanks for all the reviews and keep 'em coming! Later!"

Soul Seer

Chapter Seven

It hadn't been long after the three King's conversation that Aro excused himself to return to his office, and Caius stormed off in huff muttering something about needing to paint something to calm his mind. Marcus sat next to his mate on the bed, wanting to be as close as possible without touching her. Demetri watched his master with sadness in his eyes, wishing that Marcus could have what he had been denied for so long. Looking at Amina, he noted that she was laying on her side facing Marcus with a peaceful look on her face. Her body was relaxed and her breathing deep and even, and it seemed to ease his mind to know that at least she would get some actual rest now that Marcus was next to her. But this whole business about her having two other mates out there, but master Marcus was unable to see them, had Demetri on edge. Marcus' sight was never blocked, he was able to see whoever or whatever you've been connected to in your past or present. It was truly a mystery.

Both master and servant settled themselves in for a day of watching and waiting for Amina to wake up. That is until a commotion was heard down the hall. Demetri was out the door without a word, while Marcus stood and put himself between Amina and the door. Soon Heidi came to the door with a look of uncertainty on her face, saying

"Forgive me master, but they will not be turned away." Marcus could only assume she meant Sulpicia and Athenodora, only they would be so forceful when it came to anything they wanted. Though Marcus knew that Aro and Caius were happy in their marriages, he had thought it odd that the wives could spend so much time apart from his brothers. But then they seemed fine with the arrangement, and his gift told him they were mated to Sulpicia and Athenodora. Even so, Marcus took another look as he sat next to Amina. He studied the bonds that were tied to both Aro and Caius, and sure enough the mating bond from each of them to their wives was there, shining bright.

'So why do I feel there is something I'm missing?' he wondered. It was like trying to look beyond a bright light glaring straight at you, hiding things from his sight. But he never said anything to either of his brothers, not wanting to be the cause of unrest when they were so happy. That didn't mean he particularly liked either of the women, though he had no reason to feel the way he did, there was just something about them that made him wary. And in this case he let his wariness be his guide.

Marcus looked up at Heidi and said,

"Tell them that I am attending to a personal matter with a friend, and that they are not needed." Heidi nodded, and looked down the hall where both Queens could still be heard demanding that Demetri let them through, and said,

"If they persist?" Marcus spoke with a slight edge to his voice and a hard look in his eyes, saying,

"Such persistence will gain them nothing but a loss of a few limbs." The last was followed by a slight growl and Heidi bowed and quickly left to help Demetri prevent someone from doing something they would regret. Once the door was shut Marcus looked down at Amina as she continued to sleep. Though he couldn't touch her he marveled at what he saw of her, her pale skin seemed to shine in the soft light of the room, her hair was a deep raven-black with a slight wave to it at the ends, which tumbled just below mid-back. He hadn't seen her eyes, but he imagined they were either a vibrant green, or a cool blue. Her lashes were long and black lying against her pale cheeks. She was a bit fuller in form and build, but to him she was perfect in every sense of the word.

Amina could feel someone watching her, looking after her as she wondered in sleep with her three protectors in her field of green. After a while her loves stopped their walk and parted to allow her to move past them, it was time to wake up. She didn't want to leave, but it was the same as with every night she dreamed of them, eventually she had to wake up. Eventually she had to move on with her life and wait for the next night when they would meet again. Though she had a feeling the next time she saw her protectors it would be in the flesh rather then dreams. The thought lifted her spirits as she allowed the waking world to slowly come into focus around her.

At first everything was a blur of light and shapes, then as her eyes focused in on her surroundings she noted that she was in a bed, still in her hospital robe, with bandages covering her right hand. Looking around she found the room to be quite large with victorian styled furniture and dresser to one side, while to the other side there were two doors, no doubt one led to a bathroom and the other was the closet. As she continued to look around she finally noted someone sitting next to her as still as a statue. Her eyes traveled up a black pant leg to a poet shirt with a scarf covered neck, and then upwards to the most beautiful face she had ever seen. His eyes were crimson and full of love and worry as he gazed down at her.

'He's one of them, a part of my soul...' she stared at him and without thinking reached up and touched him with her un-bandaged hand. As soon as her fingers met his cool stone-like skin, she fell the pull of memories, as visions of his whole life, both human and immortal passing before her eyes. But, unlike before, these memories seemed to be viewed in the third person, as if someone else was there with her, feeling the experiences for her. She looked up to find red eyes looking at her with worry and surprise as the visions passed them both by. It was him, her soul mate, shielding her from the pain and suffering of his long life. For as it has always been in her dreams and was at that very moment, he could never let her come to harm, even by his own hand.

Amina let the images pass, they didn't matter, all that mattered was the man before her.

'No, vampire...' she thought,

'He's a vampire.' but she didn't care. All she knew was that she was his, he was hers. Now all that remained was to find the others. She looked up at her protector and said,

"Where are the others?" At first he looked a bit surprised, but then a sad smile played on his lips as he said,

"I don't know. I can feel them, and I know they may be close, but I can't see them mi piccola." It was Amina's turn to look surprised as she said,

"You can see souls?" Marcus shook his head saying,

"I can see the ties one has to other's, piccola. Whether they be friend or foe I can see the relations one has had in their life, both past and present. However, I cannot seem to see our two other mates." He looked down at Amina as she took in what he had told her and then he mentally kicked himself and said,

"I beg your forgiveness, piccola. I have not introduced myself." He looked into her eyes, the deepest blue he could have even imagined, and Marcus felt as if he might drown in them as he took her hand very cautiously. Hoping her gift wouldn't hinder her again, but she seemed to be fine as if the visions were nothing but white noise when he touched her. Lifting her hand to his lips he said,

"Mi cara, I am Marcus of the Volturi, one of the three Kings of the vampire world."

Before Amina could respond there was a knock on the door, and Marcus said,

"Enter Demetri." The guard did so and smiled kindly as he bowed to both Marcus and Amina saying,

"Forgive the interruption Master Marcus, but Aro wishes to have you meet him in his office to discuss of few adjustments and boundaries he wishes to have put in place for our guest's safety." Marcus nodded and said,

"Very well." Then looking at Amina said,

"Perhaps you'd like to freshen up and see a bit of the castle, piccola?" Amina smiled at the suggestion saying,

"I'd like that very much, Marcus." He smiled as his name rolled off her tongue in the most delightful way. Her voice was music to his ears, and Marcus knew he would never get enough of it, as he turned to Demetri and said,

"Would you be so kind as to show her around while I converse with my brother?" Demetri bowed his head with a small knowing smile on his lips. His master would have given anything to show miss Amina around himself, however, when Aro called you must surely answer. So Demetri agreed to be Amina's guide and guard, as no doubt Marcus would want all other's in the castle to stere clear of his newly found mate.

So it was agreed that Amina would have an hour to get cleaned up and eat before she and Demetri headed out on their tour of the castle. Though Demetri was worried some places might contain too many bad memories for her to handle. So he reasoned that he would guide her as best he could through parts of the castle which either were neutral or contained pleasant memories. As he went over which areas would be the best to take Amina but still have some interesting paintings or architecture, Amina busied herself with a shower. The bathroom was the same as the bedroom done in victorian style with all the modern conveniences. The bath tub was made of porcelain with clawed feet raising it a few inches above the floor, next which the was an intricately carved wooden cabinet containing all manner of bath salts, scented oils and flower petals. There was a changing screen to one side of the marble floored room, behind which was cleverly hidden a porcelain toilet and clothes rack to place ones chosen outfit to change into after bathing. There was a shower stall of glass that held a bench made of marble inside with a bucket containing body washes and shampoos, along with a scrub brush for the back and a sponge for lather. The sink was across from the door, again made of porcelain, with a large mirror above it, behind which was another cabinet to place ones toothbrush, paste and other such necessities. All in all a beautiful bathroom, done in light blues and greens for the marble floors and shower and white for the porcelain sink, tub and toilet. The color scheme gave the place a feeling of calm and relaxation, which was just what Amina needed after her latest episode.

She showered and dressed quickly in a white long bell sleeved shirt with dark-blue jeans and ivory colored elbow gloves. When she emerged from the bathroom a light lunch had already been laid out on the small table near the door at the other side of the room. Demetri stood next to the door, waiting patiently for her to eat and follow him, though she had a sneaking suspicion that he was also guarding the door. After all Marcus did tell him to guide and guard her, or at least he implied it when he spoke with her silent companion. Deciding to ask about this later, Amina sat down and began to eat rather quickly, wanting to explore the castle more then ever after having seen her bathroom.