Trinity Blood: Wire In the Blood
Chapter Thirty: Fated Hands Of A Family Torn Away
Abel kissed Hannah's hand, "Я рад, что мы воссоединились снова ..., мы - весь хорошая семья теперь ... Вы и я и наша дочь... Я вне себя от радости (I'm glad that we've reunited again...we're all a good family now...you and I and our daughter...I'm overjoyed)," he told her happily.
She smiled sweetly with a faint pinkish blush across her face, "Вы - хороший человек Абель... Я всегда наслаждался вашей природой ... даже в течение тех времен гнева ..., и я рад к бывшихся в состоянии иметь вашего ребенка (You're a good man Abel...I've always enjoyed your nature...even during those times of anger...and I am glad to of been able to have your child)."
The priest grinned as they walked down the road hand-in-hand, "Это должно быть хорошей судьбой? Только теперь может моя жизнь быть ярким... Я вернул Вас ..., и я вернул нашего ребенка... (This must be good fate? Only now can my life be bright...I've gotten you back...and I got our child back...)," he remarked happily.
"Хорошая судьба случается с хорошими людьми ..., может требоваться некоторое время, но ..., это всегда случается. Я нахожу это нечетным, что я не мог помнить Вас прежде... Я пробовал разместить Вас в мое мнение, как только мы встретились в первый раз, но теперь... Я рад... Я предполагаю, что только поцелуй состоял в том тем, что требуется... (Good fate happens to good people...it may take awhile but...it always happens. I find it odd that I couldn't remember you before...I tried to place you in my mind as soon as we first met but now...I'm glad...I guess that only a kiss was what it took...)," Hannah told him before kissing his cheek.
"Мой ангел - Вы - мой ангел, и наша дочь - мое сердце... (My angel-you're my angel and our daughter is my heart...)," the man told her.
"И Вы - мой лорд ночи ... так же, как наша дочь - также мое сердце... (And you're my lord of the night...just as our daughter is also my heart...)," the young woman replied before adding with a humorous smile, "Это удивительно; это чувство, даже если Вы, кажется, старше...( It's amazing; this feeling even if you appear to be older...)."
Abel looked at her with big eyes as he pushed his spectacles back to the bridge of his nose, "Что?! Я не смотрю, что старый делают меня?! Я могу иметь в возрасте начиная с вашего ..., но я честно не выгляжу что старым... Я сомневаюсь, что я просматриваю возраст двадцать пять или тридцать! (What?! I don't look that old do I?! I may have aged since your...but I honestly don't look that old...I doubt that I look over the age of twenty-five or thirty!)," he cried with a meek tone.
Hannah plucked the glasses from his face, "Это - забавный ..., которым мы являемся близко к тому же самому возрасту, но я только смотрю пятнадцать, и ВЫ ДЕЙСТВИТЕЛЬНО выглядите тридцать ..., что Вы думаете, что другие будут думать о нас, когда они видят, что мы идем, вместе держа руки? (It's funny...we're close to the same age but I only look fifteen and YOU DO look thirty...what do you think that others will think of us when they see us walking together holding hands?)," she asked happily.
Abel sighed and tightened his grip on her hand, "Я не забочусь, что других думают о нас... (I don't care what other's think of us...)," he replied with a haughty chuckle.
The young woman poked him in the side playfully, "Абель! Вы злой человек... (Abel! You evil man...)," she told him with feigned admonishment.
"Ханна (Hannah)," the man sighed happily before securing his arm around her waist as they came into the view of the Vatican, "Есть Ватикан ... теперь, мы должны говорить в новом языке... (There's the Vatican...now we must speak in the new tongue...)."
The red haired woman sighed, "Alright let us speak in the new language…" she replied before looking at the massive cathedral with utter awe, "do you think that anyone will care that you brought me here?"
He shook his head, "I don't think so…it'll be fine…"
She nodded slightly as they began to descend upon the building….
Inside:
Hannah looked around with awe, "this place is so…beautiful…how long have you resided here?" she asked.
"A long time…" was his soft and terse reply as he gently pulled the young lady along to his room…
In Abel's room:
"This is Katiya…" he told her lowly as he pointed at their sleeping daughter. The red haired lady brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear as she slowly approached the young woman sleeping soundly, "oh…she's beautiful Abel; she looks just like you…" she told him as she reached out and gently touched the youth's face with her fingers, "she's almost a mirror image of you-a female you…"
The priest smiled joyously.
Just then Katiya opened her eyes and looked at Hannah groggily but said nothing.
"Хороший день (Good day)," her mother told her sweetly.
"Хороший день... Эстер... (Good day…Esther…)," Kati replied incoherently before realizing that this woman was NOT Esther; she shot up with glowing red eyes and slightly raised hair as she spat in a mildly metallic feminine voice, "КТО – ВЫ?! (WHO ARE YOU?!)."
Abel stepped up, "это - ваша мать... Я принес ей здесь, чтобы видеть Вас (this is your mother...I brought her here to see you)," he told her softly.
The silver haired youth gave him a look of utter quandary before looking back at the fair, young, maiden and sighed, "Жаль (Sorry)," she told her with a yawn before looking back at her father, "this is quite unexpected…what a surprise" she told him before sighing once again…
(To be continued in chapter thirty-one)