My eyes must have widened at this as my heart starte beating faster. I studied the womans face; it had not been a threat...it had been a promise! The world as I know it end? But...
"How will this happen?" I quizzed "Why?" I needed to know all sorts of things before i could get the vampires to help Roselin. I was their Prince, it was my duty to find things out.... Well, that and I wanted to speak longer with the beatiful harpie.
Roselin sighed sadly, her eyes losing a hint of their sparkle "Harpies control the skies. We are, in a way, the element of air personified. We make the winds blow, the clouds move. We make it rain and the sun shine through the clouds. Without us, you could be left in eternal darkness. Nobody else could do our work" she explained with a note of rpide in her muffled voice. I felt my stomache churn at this. There had to be a solution should the worst happen!
"Could a witch not do it?" I inquired in what I hoped was a casual tone.
"Never" the elegant woman replied "They are sworn never to meddle in the affairs of harpies unless they wish for us to unleash our powers upon this world. Not even Desmond Tiny will interfere with us. We are one of the few creatures on thei earth not of his creation. He has no links to us and so...we have more freedom than most races"
I shuddered at the mention of that name. Mr Tiny. Mr Destiny.... The little man with the heart-shaped watch had a hold over me that I couldn't escape from. I hated to admit it; but Mr Tiny scared me. Even now, knowing what I learned that night...
"So, you must help us" Her voice snapped me back to reality and away from my haunted thoughts. I thought for only a moment before nodding.
"I'll put it to the council. Let the other Princes have a say in whether or not we go to war with the vampaneze" I told her.
She laughed triumphantly, her eyes glimmering. Such enchanting eyes......
"We are safe here for now. Darren, you must stay a few days with us" How could I argue when she had such a lovely smile upon her delicate features?
"Alright then Roselin" I agreed with a bright smile of my own.
"It's Rose" she insisted "That's how I got the name Blood Rose. Roselin Vartella in our native language means Rose of blood"
Ah, that explained it! I had wondered how such a delicate and refined figure had earned such a dark name. But perhaps she wasn't all she seemed....
"Come, Darren! Let me show you around The Temple"