A/N: First chapter for the new year. In case you're curious, Aro's secondary powers were not inspired by Renesmee, but by Professor Charles Xavier. And Caius's power was influenced by Ando from Heroes. I didn't want moodiness to be his only superpower:)

I thank Amymorgan for her attention to details as my beta.

Chapter 25 - Temptation

"Siren Rosalie?"

I rose from my seat in the reception area and unnecessarily smoothed my cloak for nonexistent wrinkles. The young woman greeting me was impeccably dressed in a designer suit with a pleasant smile pasted on her face. Her obsidian hair shone with near violet highlights, neatly tucked into a professional bun. Her ruby eyes were playful and welcoming. I didn't recognize her, but I certainly recognized the training.

"Yes?"

"Legate Heidi's ready to see you now," the nameless Siren said amicably.

I thanked her and followed her through the heavy doors leading to Heidi's chambers. While the Legates were currently stationed all over the world to watch over their assigned territories, they still held permanent quarters in their Order's domain within the royal palace. On the surface, the palace hid its true nature within its surroundings. It was a modest stone building with unassuming features, no different than the numerous buildings around it. But underground, that was where the true grandeur resided; a vast lattice of interconnected corridors, chambers, and halls running beneath the stone foundations of the city. In fact, to call it a palace was a gross understatement. The royal palace was as much a city as the one resting above it.

Each Order had its own domain within the enormous grounds. The Triumvirate wanted their subordinates close to keep an eye on those with power and ambition. After all, they had overthrown the old Romanian masters. What's to stop someone from doing the same to them? Unfortunately, with the war still raging on all fronts, they could ill afford to keep the Legates away from the frontlines. Yet, they still kept them all on a short leash, and required them to report to court for a direct audience from time to time. With Master Aro's talent, the Triumvirate can assimilate all that the legates knew of the ongoing war effort and assure themselves of their continuous loyalty at the same time.

We stopped in front of a set of ornately carved doors artfully gilded with intricate patterns. The Siren pushed them open to reveal the grand hall beyond. She silently ushered me inside and closed the doors once again. There, sitting by the polished black grand piano, was Heidi.

For a moment, I simply stood at the far end of the hall, enjoying the unexpected performance. The beautiful melody reverberated through the grand hall, enhanced by the perfect acoustics found here. I have never heard this composition before, no doubt this was a new piece she has been tinkering with since I last saw her. There was an unusual mixture of classical and modern elements, which somehow came together to form something greater than the sum of its parts.

And then Heidi began to sing.

The lyrics were in one of the indecipherable ancient languages found only in the memories of the old ones like her, but it hardly mattered. I let the glorious sound wash over me, surrounding myself to it. To hear her voice was to hear the voice of angels, for nothing earthly could be so bewitching. With the power of her voice, she could force out your deepest desires or your darkest fears, invoke unimaginable pleasure or pain from within your own imagination. Only the strongest minds could resist the lure of her call.

In many ways, her talent reminded me of Jasper's gift, but it was so much more. While Jasper might be able to provoke emotions through physical manipulation of the body's chemicals, Heidi did so by taking true control of your heart, mind, and soul.

As the final percussive sound from the hammer strike of the keys faded, I was dimly aware the piece sounded incomplete. But there was enough there to know it would be magnificent once she was finished with the final composition.

We were the only ones in the hall, and my lonely clapping filled the silence. I slowly approached Heidi, who turned in her seat and smiled graciously.

"Did you enjoy my latest creation?"

"Oh yes, very much so," I said enthusiastically. When I was in training here, Heidi's exquisite music would often flow through the Siren quarters. It always felt as if she was singing personally to me, and my troubles would leave me each time I heard her voice. This time it was no different. I already felt lighter than when I first entered.

"Good, I wanted to get another's opinion, and your timing just worked out perfectly. It's a surprise for Demetri." She smiled broader, and even I was momentarily dazzled standing so close to her stunning radiance.

Now I certainly had enough admirers to know my looks were well regarded. But Heidi was something else entirely. She was the Jewel, and her splendor was overwhelming to behold. It wasn't just her physical beauty, though few equaled her in that regard. It was the way she seemed to carry an inner luster, straining to break through her skin.

The combination of Heidi's appearance and talent made her a living legend in the Order. There were tales of how she would lure entire villages back to Volterra for feedings during the old days. People believed she was an angel, leading them to their salvation with her captivating song. I suppose that wasn't too far off, as Volterra was the path to the after life for all of those poor souls. An angel of death, perhaps.

"I'm sure he'll love it," I managed to say after I recovered. Heidi's smile turned into a lopsided grin and she winked at me knowingly. And just like that, her spell was broken. I blinked a few times to shake off the last of the effect.

"So," she gestured for me to sit with her on the bench, "I was quite surprised to hear you were in Volterra. Chelsea didn't mention anything in her last report."

"Well, that is because, um, she doesn't know about it," I said reluctantly.

Heidi stayed silent, her only reaction was to raise one artfully shaped eyebrow.

I hastily continued, "I only did it because of an urgent matter. Something I had to speak to you about personally."

"Urgent or not, Rosalie, there are protocols that must be followed. I know you don't particularly care for Chelsea, but she has been trusted to run the Siren contingent in America. She cannot do that successfully without the cooperation of every Siren there, including yourself," Heidi admonished gently.

"Yes, ma'am," I acknowledged contritely.

Heidi patted me on my shoulder, "Now that I can truthfully tell Chelsea I've reprimanded you properly, and therefore she no longer needs to do so, what is so important that you flew all the way out here to see me about?"

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We strode purposefully toward the royal chambers, as Heidi had a scheduled audience with the Triumvirate. She, as expected, was quite horrified by my news of the terrible things done to Tanya, and planned to use the meeting to address the issue. She was not familiar with the Isabella Swan situation, and wanted me along as support while she made the petition for leniency. I was feeling anxious about the meeting, having only seen the royals from afar. All my time here was spent in and around the Siren quarters.

As we stepped through the antechamber and emerged within the court, I was struck by how majestic it was. Long slits laid out in a concentric pattern on the high ceiling let in bright sunbeams from the surface, creating vertical columns of light through the otherwise dark room. The tiny dust particles made visible in the illumination gave the columns the illusion of weight and substance, and it felt as if the entire chamber was being supported by these pillars of light. The effect was quite startling, especially with our enhanced vision. This was a room of kings, meant to humble and intimidate all who came to visit.

I recognized each of the three seated royals right away. Each was adorned with the shimmering crown of platinum leaves marking their status. Their thrones were vastly different, tailored, I assumed, to each of their own personal tastes. Against the wall stood several figures wearing the deep purple cloaks of the Praetorians. Their hoods were up, obscuring their features from view.

"Ah, Heidi, welcome home!" Master Aro said in extreme delight. It seemed an overreaction for a simple greeting.

"Funny, we don't recall inviting your entourage for this meeting," Master Caius's tone was the exact opposite, harsh and dripping with disdain.

Master Marcus said nothing. He simply sat slouched in his seat with a bored expression on his face, his fingers forming a steeple in front of him.

"Forgive me, masters. But one of my subordinates brought an issue to my attention that I wish to discuss with you," Heidi said deferentially.

"Indeed?" Master Aro said with a hint of curiosity, "Then by all means, approach."

Heidi made her way forward while I stayed where I was. One of the Praetorians seemed to materialize right beside the Triumvirate as she neared, too fast for even my eyes to follow. Speed was perhaps that guard's talent. The Triumvirate stood as one and moved slightly toward Heidi. Masters Marcus and Caius reached out their hands to grip one of Master Aro's shoulders. He, in turn, extended his hand almost daintily, with his palm facing down. Heidi clasped the offered hand in hers and touched her forehead upon it lightly. Aro and his brothers closed their eyes in an eerily synchronized fashion.

I was aware of the Triumvirate's powers, but this was the first time I have seen it in action. They shared a symbiotic relationship, each's ability complementing the other, allowing them insight into their subjects that no individual could achieve on their own. Both Masters Aro and Marcus were readers, exceptional ones, but Master Caius was the key to securing their strength. He was an amplifier, gifted with the ability to boast the talents within those he came into contact with. With his help, Master Aro had the ability to browse every thought a mind ever had with one touch, and project those thoughts into the minds of others in direct contact with him. Similarly, Master Marcus, whose power resembled that of Tanya's, could see how a person was connected with every one they ever met, be it a passing acquaintance or a passionate love.

"Ah...most tragic," Master Aro said out loud. Since Heidi and his brothers were still connected to him, I concluded his comment was meant for my ears.

The Triumvirate opened their eyes simultaneously, and all three pairs were suddenly focused on me. I refrained from balking under the probing stare. Heidi let go of Master Aro's hand and took a few steps back.

"Mmm...I can certainly see why you favor her, Heidi. She is quite the vision isn't she?" Master Aro addressed Heidi without taking his eyes off me.

"She is still young and has much to learn, but she does hold a great deal of potential," Heidi replied.

"Well then! Dearest Rose, would you do us the honor? I'm sure you have much to tell us directly," Master Aro smiled benevolently and extended his hand in my direction. The familiarity by which he addressed me was a surprise, but I suppose it made sense. After all, they knew me as well as Heidi did now.

I slowly approached under the watchful gaze of the Praetorians and mimicked Heidi's actions. Holding Master Aro's deceptively frail looking fingers, I bowed my head against them. I couldn't tell whether Heidi had her eyes open or closed for the reading, so I opted to keep mine open.

Seconds passed in silence as I watched my feet awkwardly. I was just beginning to wonder what the next step was when I heard Master Aro's cheerful voice in my mind. Sorry to have kept you in the dark, it takes me a few moments to become accustomed to a new mind.

I nearly dropped his hand out of shock.

Oh, how inconsiderate of me, I can certainly appreciate how foreign this must seem to you, Master Aro said apologetically. I just thought you might enjoy some privacy for our conversation. Just think your reply as if you were speaking out loud.

Yes, Master Aro, I responded back.

There! That wasn't so hard now, was it? The thought was accompanied by a mental image of Master Aro smiling encouragingly. It was so disconcerting to hear words and see images in your head not of your own.

To make sure there are no secrets between us so we can converse openly, I will inform you that I have opened our minds to my brothers, who are connected to me still. They will be able to hear all that we say, and may choose to speak at any time. Do not become alarmed if you hear other voices in your mind.

Yes, Master, I said again.

Your attachment to Tanya is understandable. After all, she saved you from a violent and ignominious death and granted you everlasting life. It pains me to know she did not arrive early enough to prevent your suffering. Such a tragedy. You have my sympathies.

I instinctively sucked in a breath, bracing for the old demonic memories to be provoked by his words. But they never came. I tentatively reached out out of morbid curiosity, but was stunned by what I found. It was as if they were walled off behind a pane of glass, cut off from my consciousness. I could still feel them, but there was a sense of detachment that I was never able to achieve completely before.

Ah, yes, I have shielded that part of your mind for now, so the unpleasantness would not intrude on our discussion, Master Aro said casually.

My mind reeled, his matter of fact tone only adding weight to his revelation. I knew Master Aro was a powerful mind-reader, but I did not realize he could manipulate minds as well.

I felt his silent laughter. Well, normally you would be correct. My own powers are limited to passive absorption of information. However, thanks to Dear Caius, I have much greater access to the minds I touch. Do not worry child, your mind will be your own again once we have finished our talk.

Enough explanations, Aro. It's time we got to the heart of the matter. The new voice was distinctly Master Caius.

Yes, thank you, Caius, sometimes my enthusiasm gets the better of me. Let's not waste any more of Dearest Rose's time. I'm sure she is anxious to return to her Emmett back in Chicago.

I couldn't help but be a little perturbed by the effortless ease with which the Triumvirate were plucking out my secrets.

Be calm, Dear Rose, we mean you no harm. Have confidence in our discretion, we know the value of keeping secrets, Master Aro said in a reassuring tone.

Now, to business. We have seen your memories, and what was done to your maker was...regrettable. Yet, at the same time, Tanya did betray the Empire by aiding the escape of a dangerous criminal. A dangerous criminal who, if not brought under our control, could be a real threat to our citizens.

As the vanguards for law and order, we shoulder a terrible responsibility. Jane has our favor, as she was given sovereignty for the west. She has served us well and we trust in her judgment. It would be wrong for us to countermand her orders and undermine her authority in this matter.

I felt a tightness in my chest at Master Aro's words. Was my trip in vain? Was there nothing I could do but watch Tanya suffer and die?

Peace, Rose, your despair is premature. As I was saying, we will not substitute Jane's orders with our own. However, we could perhaps...persuade her to pursue a more merciful course of action. That is, if you are inclined to perform a task for us?

Of course, Masters, how can I be of service? I answered gratefully, especially after thinking I failed just moments before.

We sense a deep connection between you and the Cullen coven. It is clear they trust you implicitly. And from reading our dearest friend Carlisle, it is equally clear he has a deep attachment with his coven, including his errant childe, Edward.

I was puzzled by the change in subjects. Weren't we just talking about something the Triumvirate wanted me to do?

Oh, we are, I was simply getting to it. My, my, such impatience. I think you and Caius would get along very well, Master Aro observed in a teasing tone

Master Caius mentally responded with a belligerent growl, which was very strange to hear in one's head.

Just attempting some levity, Caius, Master Aro said in placation. Where was I? Oh yes. Given their unusually strong ties, we believe it is likely Edward will attempt to contact Carlisle at some point. Knowing Carlisle, he will no doubt feel obligated to help him in any way he can.

I felt my moment of triumph fading. Where was this conversation going?

So impatient, Aro mused again. Do not worry about Carlisle, we hold no ill will toward him. For the sake of his brilliance, we have always tolerated his eccentricities, and will continue to do so. Actually, in this case, we are counting on his misplaced sense of compassion to work in our favor.

What we want from you, darling Rose, is nothing more than what you have already been doing. That is, to grow closer to the Cullen coven. Endear yourself to them. Earn their every confidence. We will relax the guard over them, allow Carlisle to freely communicate with his mate and childe, allow them to have freedom and privacy once again. You, Rose, will become our eyes and ears within their midst. You will do what you can to encourage them to get in contact with Edward, then report back on anything you learn.

While Master Aro's instructions seemed harmless enough, and I certainly felt nothing but contempt for Edward and his human, spying on the Cullens just felt...wrong. It felt like a betrayal of Emmett's love somehow, to use them in such a way.

We commend you for your sense of loyalty, dear Rose, Aro once again responded to my internal thoughts. But you are not betraying the Cullens, you are protecting them...from themselves. It would be an act of kindness - to prevent them from treasonous acts that would surely condemn them to punishment. They would never need to know of your involvement in this. And the sooner the fugitives are brought to justice, the sooner we can release your other close ones - Kate, Irina, Carmen, and Eleazar. Don't you want to do everything in your power to see them free, as well?

It was as if Master Aro anticipated all my unvoiced concerns, and presented a reasonable, sound discourse why they were unfounded. There was wisdom in his words. Yet, there was a small, irrational voice whispering in the back of my mind, keeping me from embracing the offer. My own indecision confused me. Why was I being so hesitant?

Master Aro pressed on. And if you choose to serve us in this regard, not only will you succeed in securing freedom for your cherished ones, dear child, you yourself will be handsomely reward. You see, Rose, that shield I inserted to sever the pain of your memories? I can make it permanent.

I didn't think it was possible to be shocked speechless in one's mind, but I was wrong. To live without fear of my demons haunting my every step? I never dared to hope that was possible.

Master Aro chuckled at my stunned reaction. It is a very delicate and complicated process, to leave a residual of my power in such a manner. It will require preparation and time to focus our energies. But it can be done.

Now I have presented our case, dearest Rose. What will it be? Will you do this for us?

Despite my inexplicable reservations, Master Aro's proposal was simply too tempting to pass up.