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Aro's POV

I made an odd face as I observed the girl before me curiously.

The young woman did not fidget as much as her sibling might have, but the likeness between the two was undeniable.

Still, being fraternal twins, they were not by every means identical.

The girl was taller (and therefore, a tad bit thinner than I remembered Lilith to be). While Lilith looked perfectly healthy, this girl's bones were quite visible, and I guessed that it was due to a lack of nourishment. This girl also stood at least 2 inches taller than her younger sibling, who stood at a mere five and a half feet above the ground. Her hair was darker than her sister's, and was much longer in length. Because of this, it was tied together behind her head and floated freely down her back. Lilith's shade of blue eyes were lighter in comparison to that of her twin,, but the two did share a few facial features.

But oh my, their voice!

When I had first spoken to the girl, I did a double-take as my ears temporarily deceived me and tricked me into thinking that it had been Lilith to whom I had spoken to. Upon a second inspection, I concluded that their voices were dissimilar, but only by a tiny difference, and I was only able to detect that difference because of my enhanced hearing.

The girl standing before me, in the middle of the throne room, was able to keep her composure under my cool gaze. Though Demetri held her arm for security, I could tell that the girl would not have moved if he was not restraining her. The throne room was vacant, save us three, but it was not for long.

"Master?"

I turned towards the doorway, and smiled when I spotted Renata standing underneath it. "Renata!" I cheerfully strode towards her, and embraced her quickly. Then, I put a hand on her left shoulder and said, "Be a dear and fetch Lilith quickly for me, will you?"

Renata stared at the girl behind me with a confused gaze. My command startled her, and she said, "Oh! Uh, yes, of course, Master." She turned swiftly on her heels and scurried off.

I turned my attention back to the girl, who was eyeing Demetri suspiciously.

"Even if I wanted to, I highly doubt that I'd be able escape this room with you two in here. So, may I ask, why do you keep such a tight grip on my arm?" she asked Demetri.

My eyes widened with surprise, and partial amusement. This girl certainly has a 'spark'. Demetri looked to me then, to see if I had been offended and if he should answer the girl's question. "Demetri," I said, failing to hide some laughter, "Do as she wishes."

Demetri released the girl's arm, and she yanked it back towards herself, before comically dusting 'dirt' off of her standard, white, mental-patient uniform.

"Rosemary Costa, there is more to you than what meets the eye," I praised, smiling.

Rosemary returned the kind gesture. "Thank you, Aro."

Demetri seemed confused by our familiar exchange. "… Master?"

"Yes, Demetri?"

"May I be so bold as to inquire why you have decided to bring another human to our home?" Demetri asked.

By simply being distracted from the weeks' events, I'd forgotten to inform the guard of the complete reason for Lilith's staying at Volterra, and most did not even know her name. The only ones who did were my brothers, Renata, Athenodora, and Jane and Alec, who have most likely have been spreading (innocently) whatever information they could piece together to the other guards.

"Oh my, I've been so preoccupied that I've failed to realize that you do not know what is occurring! My sincere apologies, Demetri. I really must plan another meeting with the entire guard soon; wouldn't want to get ahead of myself, now would I?"

Demetri carefully raised an eyebrow as my realization slowly drifted to random thoughts that had been spoken aloud.

"To clarify for now," I re-addressed him, "This here is the previous human's sibling. She is here to do me a favor."

Demetri, though it was clear that he was not fully satisfied with my answer, knew better than to question me. Suddenly, he looked towards the doorway, to which I was once against turned away from. "Master, Renata has returned."

I turned once more, and saw Renata, with a careful Lilith trailing shortly behind her.

"Thank you, Renata," I told her as she completely entered the room. She walked over and stood dutifully next to Demetri. "Lilith, my dear?" I called to her as she lingered just outside of the room. Lilith looked at me questioningly. "Come, I have a surprise for you."

She initially hesitated, but finally took several slow steps towards me to enter the room. I moved aside, so that she could properly see Rosemary, who stood smiling.

A look of disbelief passed over Lilith's face as she almost immediately rushed forwards to her sister. Rosemary was quick to embrace Lilith, and immediately began saying things such as, "Your hair!" or, "Look how tall you are!", as if Rosemary was several years older than her sister, as opposed to actual mere minutes.

"What are you doing here?" Lilith asked unsurely. Suddenly, as if struck by some horrid thought, Lilith turned to me angrily. "Why is she here?" she demanded.

"I offered her freedom in exchange for a favor," I told her simply, not threatened by Lilith's angry advance.

"And how did you obtain her freedom?" Lilith countered, her voice rising in volume with every word. "How many people died so you could help her escape?!"

I held out two hands to calm her. "My dear, please do not work yourself up; that would not be a wise thing to do. There were no casualties, and I can only trust that you will believe me when I say this."

"Well I am sorry for not fully believing you after what you showed me a few days ago," Lilith grumbled.

"No one died, Lily," Rosemary assured her, seeing that my answers did nothing to soothe her sibling's anger. "It was a very strategic and quick procedure that helped me escape the institution."

Lilith faced her sister, and frowned. "You should not have escaped- they will look for you!"

Rosemary shook her head. "No, Aro was very sure not to leave any evidence. And on top of this, I had another lovely escort to make the situation more enjoyable," she said, half-serious, and half-sarcastic, eyeing Demetri in a comically romantic fashion.

Demetri scoffed, unsure of whether to encourage or disregard the girl's sarcastic remarks.

"The question still remains- why?" Lilith asked, looking at me pleadingly. "What do you want with her? Was I not enough? Will you kill her too?"

This looked like it was news to Rosemary. "Not if she completes the favor I ask."

"And if she does not? What will you do to her then?" Lilith continued, her glare never faltering.

I sighed melodramatically. "Lilith, you need to calm down. You are not thinking logically enough for me to continue this discussion with you. Renata, please escort Lilith back to her room where she can sort her thoughts. I will send Rosemary along in a few minutes."

Renata led a still-fuming Lilith out of the room and my sight.

"What have you done to my sister?" Rosemary asked in disbelief.

"Nothing that she has not assisted with by bringing upon herself," I answered cryptically.

"I see," Rosemary mused. "But you do take care of her, right?"

I paused, and quietly replied, "Of course. I care very much for her well being, and it will stay this way as long as she accepts my care."

"And what makes her do that?" Rosemary countered, in a brief attempt to extract information from me.

I would not take the bait. "Perhaps you would not mind speaking to her? Tell her that this truly was your decision, and that I merely aided in your wish to escape. After all, the sooner you settle this with her, the sooner you can fulfill that favor that you owe me."

She nodded.

"Demetri, will you please escort this girl to wherever Renata took Lilith?"

Lilith's POV

Renata led me outside, to the gardens. It was night, and the moon provided the only light. It was an eerie evening, and it reminded me greatly of the night that I had met Aro. Why I was never brought out here during the daytime, I was unsure.

Renata directed me to sit on a bench. "Just breathe, Lilith. You are starting to frighten me."

I sighed, and tried to do as she asked. "I'm starting to scare myself. I was starting to trust Aro, honestly. But then he goes and pulls this-"

"-Maybe it is not what it seems!" Renata suggested quickly. "You have to believe that he knows what he is doing."

"But it is my sister!" I argued. "I've just started to accept the fact that I will die here, and now I have to drown in my guilt knowing that her fate is the same!"

"Perhaps she will not die here," Renata quietly said, in a suggestive tone.

I looked at her with horror. "You don't mean-"

"-Maybe she should explain herself," Renata finished, looking behind me.

I turned as Rosemary approached us. "May I sit?" she asked.

I nodded, and Rosemary sat next to me. "Aro asked me to come speak to you," she explained.

"What does he have to say?"

Rosemary sighed. "Several things. But they aren't important coming from him, their important because they are also coming from me."

"Well?"

"I want you to know that Aro contacted me several weeks ago. I received a letter in the mail, and the address seemed normal. The institution let me read it. In the letter, he briefly explained that you were staying with him, and that he was helping you control your gift, which, by the way, is a very nice thing for both of you to do. He also told me that you informed him about my own gift. He offered me escape from my old life in exchange for me using my gift for him, and I agreed."

"Why does he want you to use your gift?" I asked.

"He says he lost someone dear to him long ago, and he thinks that I can help him."

"Doesn't he know that your powers have limits?" I asked, referring to common knowledge shared between us. Rosemary's gift, though marvelous it may seem, only had effect for several minutes.

Rosemary nodded. "I informed him of it. But, I also told him about certain informants that I made while at was at the institution. There is a way to keep the change permanent."

I gasped. "… How?"

"It is a long and difficult process. It involves old Wiccan techniques-"

"-Wiccan?-"

"-and it will most likely kill me."

"Then why are you doing this?" I demanded, not understanding.

Rosemary sighed again. "It seems to be a little price to pay- to do this in exchange for freedom."

"Freedom in being dead?" I countered.

Rosemary shook her head. Then, she whispered, so that Renata, who had politely stepped several feet away from us, would not hear, "After I do this… I am to be changed."

"Changed?" I asked.

"I am to become one of them."

I frowned. "… Why would you want that?"

"Does it not sound appealing?" Rosemary replied determinedly. "It is quite a small price to pay, indeed."

"Rose, you are killing people!" I snapped.

Rosemary frowned. "I will choose to only feed on criminals and low life scum like Marietta who is responsible for putting me in that institution."

"That is our sister!" I shouted then, standing up and glaring down at her. "And I do not think you will have a choice!"

"Please, remain calm. I decided this by myself and myself alone," Rosemary argued calmly.

"So you are implying that Aro would not have killed you if you did not agree?"

Rosemary hesitated. "He probably would have, I'll admit. But it does not matter because I agreed."

"That does not make it okay!" I argued.

Rosemary stood up, angered. "Would you have rather preferred me to stay locked up?!"

"I would have preferred you not to come," I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.

Rosemary looked at me, and I knew that I had hurt her. "Oh… I see."

I shook my head quickly. "No, you don't. I would have preferred you not to come because it is not safe for you here- I cannot promise you that you will be turned and live! You could be killed after you have done Aro his favor, and I will have no say about it!"

Rosemary shook her head. "It's silly, really, for me to think that you should trust this guy who has done nothing but take care of you for these past few weeks, and I can trust him with such a big thing, yet I have known him for a far shorter amount of time than you."

"You are in no place to assume such things about me," I growled, my voice dangerously low.

"What are you waiting for? It is obvious he would have killed you already if he wanted to!"

"You do not know the reason why I am being kept here in the first place!" I shouted.

"You're right," Rosemary agreed. "But even if I did, you would not listen to my reasoning anyways. You are just like her, Marietta. You two are so closed-minded."

"Don't you dare insult me and our sister that way!" I snarled. "She took us in when our own father would not."

"Yes, and she also sent me away-"

"YOU WERE ABUSING YOUR GIFT!"

… Silence befell the entire garden. The crickets even ceased their chirping. The only noise I could hear was the pounding of blood echoing in my ears. Renata said nothing.

"… You are jealous," Rosemary accused quietly.

I looked at her. "… What?"

"You are jealous that I am receiving all this attention from Aro," she clarified.

"I am not," I denied.

"Yes, you are. And do you know why? It is because you have feelings for him," Rosemary explained. "And, I could tell, the way he spoke of you… he has feelings for you to, though I do not know how deep they are."

I could say nothing.

"We should return now," Rosemary decided. She gestured for Renata to follow her, and she returned back the way she had come.

I was the last to follow.

Aro's POV

"Aro, I must speak with you."

Marcus entered the throne room, walking with long strides.

"Hello, brother," I greeted him with smile from my place on my throne. "How have you been?"

As he approached me, he said simply, "I am sure you are aware of what day approaches, Aro."

I nodded knowingly. "And that is why I have a surprise for you."

"Ah?" Marcus asked. He walked up the platform stairs and sat on his own throne.

I nodded. "But, you should say what you needed to say first."

"It concerns the girl, Aro."

"… Lilith?" I questioned, playing dumb.

"Yes, Aro," Marcus replied patiently. "I will not tell you what to do, but I must confront you about what I see."

"Go on," I pressed.

"Aro…" Marcus sighed. "I am not blind. I can sense the feelings that you harbor for Lilith."

I frowned.

Marcus continued, "And I only bring it up because I know what these feelings you have are. They are different than those you have for Sulpicia. You must know what this means."

I let out a sigh myself. Out of all my beloved 'family' members, Marcus (and another, when said person was alive) was the only one with whom I could be completely honest with. He was able to see right through me… well, most of the time, with the aid of his gift. And he would never tell a soul of what I confessed to him, as he understood my pain, and I understood his.

"Do you think that she is my mate?" I asked him, trying to brush off the seriousness of the question with a laugh.

Marcus hesitated. "I can only tell you that I felt (and still, feel) similar feelings for your sister."

I paused in thought. While Sulpicia and I had a rather lustful relationship, I'd always assumed that was what having a mate felt like. … Have I been convinced this whole time? Have I simply never known for sure what being mated feels like, so I assumed that it was something it is not? I do feel different when I am with Lilith, as opposed to Sulpicia. When I am with Lilith, I feel more… human? Even if it bothers me, it feels real, and genuine. My eyes widened in the horror of realization.

Marcus, who knew that I finally understood what he was hinting at nodded. "Brother," he said, grabbing my attention slowly, "I only hope you spare Sulpicia any more torment."

Sulpicia. I'd forgotten. Though I continued to spend most of my nights with her, she still had feelings for Michael, the guard she had had an affair with. And while she was thinking of him… I was thinking of Lilith. My brows furrowed deeply. I am a leader of the most powerful race on this Earth… I should not have these feelings that do nothing but distract me!

But still, I knew. I knew enough about the ancestry of my kind to know that having a mate was a serious situation, and most of the time, the two that were mated had no original intention to become so. Mates are… to quote a spiritual book, 'two beings that are destined from their creation to be entwined'. It was entirely unavoidable, and could not be forced. Has Sulpicia found hers then, in that guard?

"Brother, I am faced with a dilemma," I confessed quietly.

"Aro?" Rosemary called.

Rosemary, trailed by Demetri, Renata, and finally a frowning Lilith, entered the throne room.

"I am ready," Rosemary announced, stopping before the stairs. Demetri and Renata stood on either side of her, while Lilith, curiously, stood behind the group.

I smiled. Focus! I told myself. You can deal with Lilith later. Now, it is time to turn your concerns to what is about to happen. All my guilt, after all these years, will be gone. The Volturi are in the perfect position to be victorious with my plan. Everything is going our way.

Didyme, my little sister, was killed by none other than I.

Of course, no one ever knew of this. I had blamed the killing on the Romanian coven. My coven was greatly angered, as most greatly enjoyed her presence among us, and Marcus changed, and has never been the same. I killed her from behind, as I could not live with myself if I saw the betrayal in her eyes. She had no idea that it was me, and she had not even seen it coming.

I had found her in the garden, all alone, one evening. Marcus had work to do, and Athenodora was 'dining' with Caius that evening. She had asked me to play a game of chess with her, as that was what we would do together often, but I politely refused, and told her that I had work to do as well.

She'd been plotting to leave with Marcus, and to disgrace us all. But then, at that time, I could not afford it. I snapped her neck, and burned her body.

That is how Marcus found her the next morning.

I felt immense guilt. My dying mother, hundreds of years ago, who was on her deathbed, asked one thing of me as she lay dying: that I took care of my little sister. And I did, until I could no longer afford to. But now, with Rosemary, and now, since the Volturi was once again at its height, I could bring her back.

And she could stay, for good.

This time, I would not fail. Marcus, overjoyed, will be too happy to notice anything other than Didyme for a few centuries, at the very least. Chelsea will help me ensure that the two will stay satisfied as well. And, to top it all off, I would find a way to pinpoint their anger from their separation and Didyme's untimely death on the Cullens. All the right cards will be in my hands! And things will work out correctly this time, like they were meant to all along. No one will have to know about my sin.

Then, I realized that I had one person to thank for this second chance I'd been given, and it was Lilith.

I brought my attention back to Rosemary, who by now was staring at me apprehensively. "Oh, of course, "I said, redirecting my focus. "You mentioned that you will need certain items to perform this ceremony, did you not?"

Rosemary nodded.

Marcus stood to leave. "I should be going-"

"No, brother," I told him, standing up as well. "This is your surprise. Relax, and sit."

Marcus hesitated, but finally relented.

"Lilith?" I called to the girl, who looked up at me unsurely. "Come here, my dear."

She did so slowly and quietly, stopping before the stairs like the others. "Yes, Aro?"

I reached out my hand for her to take. She put a hand in my own, and then I led her gently up the stairs. "Sit," I directed, gesturing to my throne.

She hesitated. "No, I couldn't-"

"Sit," I repeated, more firmly this time. Scared by my sudden command, she did so immediately. "See?" I asked once she had settled. "It is nothing more than a silly chair."

But it was more than a silly chair, and Renata and Demetri knew this. They gave each other confused looks.

"Rosemary," I beckoned, "Please continue listing what it is that you require."

Rosemary said, "Well… what, may I ask, was the final cause of death?"

I certainly did not inform Rosemary about the details of Didyme's demise, but she did know of her. "Fire," I answered simply.

Rosemary smiled, and almost laughed from relief. "Good. Much better results arise from natural deaths. But, Aro, I must confess… the technique I am about to use is one that I have never tried yet. I cannot promise that the effect will be permanent."

"Try," I urged. I had little patience for the girl if she went back on her promise now.

Rosemary nodded quickly. "Yes. Well, I will need remains-"

"-That I can do," I interrupted. I beckoned Renata to come closer to me, and she obliged. I whispered a command lowly into her ear, and then she turned and left the room.

"Aro, what is this about?" Marcus asked.

"Yes," Lilith cautiously agreed. "What is going on?"

"Marcus," I said, "This is your surprise: Didyme shall return."

Lilith frowned. "Your sister?"

"Yes," I replied, dumb-founded, "How did you know?"

Lilith opened her mouth to speak, but stopped once she saw Renata re-entering the room. In her hands, Renata carried an exquisite urn that housed the remains of my departed sister.

"Aro, please do not give me lies," Marcus protested. "I will not be able to bear another disappointment."

"This is not another disappointment, dear Marcus. This girl is named Rosemary, and she is Lilith's sister. Like her sister, she is also gifted. I speak the truth, and this girl can verify my statement."

"Yes, what he says is true," Rosemary finalized.

Marcus remained silent, disbelieving but probably not wanting to annoy me further.

Renata brought the urn to me, and I grasped it firmly. "What else, Rose?"

"I will need eight candles, a plant of some type, and some water."

"Renata, let it be done."

Once all the items had been gathered, Rosemary gingerly took the urn from my hands. "It is a good thing," she said, as she moved towards the center of the room, and gently placed the vase on the ground, "that the remains were kept in a compact form. It makes this much easier, you see." Suddenly, she froze. "I forgot," she said simply.

"Forgot what?" I asked.

"Clothes."

"Clothes?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Um, yes, unless-"

Before she could finish, Marcus removed the outer robe of his attire, which was nothing more than a show of authority, rather than an actual decency screen. Rosemary walked up to him, and gratefully took the robe from his outstretched hands.

"Renata, Demetri, you may be dismissed," I said then, deciding that the ceremony should be more private.

They were hesitant to leave, but they finally relented and did as told. However, I could easily guess that they were waiting just outside the throne room doors, which closed behind them with a thud that echoed.

Rosemary immediately placed the candles around the urn in a circle, and then proceeded to light each wick on fire with a match that Renata had also brought along with the candles. When she finished, she flicked her wrist, and the match died out. Then she wrapped the robe Marcus had shed around the urn. Rosemary then turned to the water bottle that Renata had fetched from the kitchens. She opened it, and lifted the lid from the lid from the urn. After pouring a satisfying amount into the urn, she set the bottle down. She picked up the plant she had requested. It was a rose, and I am sure the Renata knew that roses were Didyme's favorite type of flower, and chose this plant because of it. Rosemary picked up the rose, and carefully held it over one of the candle's open flame. The rose quickly engulfed in flames, put Rosemary proceeded to put the rose in the urn before she was burned. When she had finished, she placed the lid back on the urn and then turned to me.

"All that is left is to sing," she announced.

I nodded and said, "Proceed."

She moved herself so that she was standing outside of the circle. After clearing her throat, she started singing, in Latin, I concluded. Ancient Latin. Ancient Latin that was used in burials. Except, the words were almost reversed- instead of suggesting that the departed one find peace among the dead, the words told the departed one to come back to the peace in the land of the living. Though Rosemary's voice did not entrance me like Lilith's, it made me feel more… lively?

Lilith quivered slightly when an ominous wind suddenly circulated throughout the room, threatening to extinguish the candles. But, it seemed as if that was the intention. Paintings along the wall shook in their place, and books lying on the table near the platform flipped opened, and pages turned rapidly on their own.

As Rosemary increased in volume, the wind blew harder, and harder, until finally, Rosemary's singing died with a shout. A sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the room, and dust clouded our vision. Marcus, Lilith, and I were forced to turn away.

After a moment, the wind died down, before ceasing to exist at all. The paintings and books settled. Ever so slowly, the dust disappeared, and we all turned our vision back to the center of the room.

"Rosemary?! Lilith called desperately, standing up as soon as she spotted her sister's limp form on the floor.

"Demetri?" I called loudly.

Demetri entered the room using his speed, picked up Rosemary in his arms, and then left, closing the door behind him.

"Where is he taking her?" Lilith demanded, sounding frightened.

"She will die if she is not changed," I answered simply. "And I intend to keep the agreements I make," I added, suggesting assurance to Lilith.

Then, I saw her.

Clad in nothing but Marcus' discarded robe, a pale woman stood where the urn had once been. The glass fragments laid in pieces around her. Raven hair fell to her waist, and red eyes bore into my own, before they shifted their gaze to another occupant of the room.

"Marcus," Didyme breathed, barely audible.

I smiled. The room filled with an aura I had not felt for many centuries.

"Come now, Lilith," I told the girl patiently, gently guiding her outside to the garden.

After a brief reunion, I noticed Lilith's labored breathing as all the remarkable events throughout the night had finally caught up with her human body.

Didyme and Marcus, too lost in their own reunion to notice much else, left the throne room, but not before a near-crying Marcus thanked Lilith for what her sister had done, and he vowed to ensure that no harm would come to either of them as long as they resided in Volterra.

I myself had barely embraced my sister before my concern for Lilith clouded my thoughts. Promising to announce her return with a huge banquet, and an explanation as well, we departed from the throne room.

I sat Lilith down on the bench in the garden, before realizing that this was probably the place the Renata had left her earlier to speak with Rosemary. Probably not the best idea.

"Breathe," I told her a moment later, grabbing for her hand and hoping the coolness would soothe her a bit. When it did, I relaxed.

"I'm sorry," she whispered when her breath had returned. "I'm just…"

"I understand," I told her sincerely.

"Aro?" she asked meekly.

"Yes, Lilith?" I asked.

"I've made my decision," she whispered.

I looked at her, in slight disbelief. "And what is that decision, may I ask?" I sat down beside her. She swallowed. "Take your time," I added.

Lilith nodded, before saying, "… If you'll have me, I want to stay here… with you. I trust you."

I'd barely heard. It had been so quiet that I was temporarily convinced that I had imagined her words. "What?" I asked, completely shocked.

She nodded, before opening her mouth to speak. However, she could not seem for form words.

"You do not have to repeat yourself," I told her softly. Suddenly, I was overcome with a flood of emotions… Everything, and I mean everything, has fallen into place. Now all that is left to do is to allow time to run its course. As much as I wanted to read her thoughts, I thought it best not to ruin the moment.

"Lilith?" I whispered. She looked at me with her deep blue eyes, and if I had a heart, it would have ached. "I know that you are starting to feel for me in the way that I had hoped, because I am starting to care for you more than I ever thought I would. Lilith… I am falling in love with you."

Her heart skipped several beats, and she did not blink. Acting by instinct rather than logic, I slowly leaned forward, and gently pressed my lips to hers.

Though she initially was hesitant, she soon threw caution to the wind and responded to the kiss with wanting. It was nothing lustful- it was soft, but full of passion and built up emotions that neither of us had bothered to share with the other. It was silly really, the way this girl made me feel like a young child again, but I did not mind it in this moment, and I gave in to my underlying desires.

I could feel my wife's angry eyes bearing into my back, but I ignored it. I smiled into the kiss, and wrapped my arms protectively around Lilith.

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