The ball ended at midnight. Lucinda's family left first. Jane helped me and Hermione out of our gowns.
"Who was that coven?" Hermione asked.
"The Francoise coven. They never liked the masters."
"How old were you when you were turned?"
"I was thirteen. My brother and I were accused of using witchcraft. They were going to burn us at the stake. But the masters saved us."
Hermione went to her room and Jane left my room. Then the brothers came in.
"Did you have fun?" Caius asked.
I curled up next to him.
"I take that as a yes." Aro guessed.
But I was out like a light.
"She must have had fun." Marcus said.
"We need to keep an eye on the Francoise coven." Caius said.
"I agree. We can ask Carlisle in the morning, if he knows what their powers are."
"Good idea."
"It seems Carlisle really does approve of us being with Trixie." Aro said.
"Looks that way, doesn't it?"
They all looked at me.
"Why did they have to interrupt what we were planning on doing?"
"They were jealous. Young Jasper came up to me and told me what their feelings were." Caius said.
I rolled over. My head ended up on Caius' lap. He smiled. I was getting images of my past back. It turns out that am over 3600 years old. I was the one who turned the three brothers. I woke up and walked over to the window.
"Trixie? What's wrong?" Marcus asked.
"It doesn't make sense." I whispered.
"What doesn't?"
"How could I not have known my past? It's all a bit sketchy."
Marcus walked over.
"Trixie, you aren't making sense."
"I am 3600 years old. I am your, Aro's and Caius' creator. I turned you 3500 years ago."
They gasped. I was walking to the waterfall. Halfway there, I collapsed. Dad did too.
"Carlisle!" Esme cried.
Jasper and the others ran over.
"Trixie collapsed too. They're getting memories of their past back." Alice said.
Demetri walked around the corner with Jane.
"Trixie! Jane, alert the masters!"
He lifted me up and carried me to my room.
"What happened?" Caius asked while running over.
"I don't know. We walked around the corner and saw her like this."
Esme ran in.
"Trixie hasn't woken up yet either?"
"What do you mean?"
"Carlisle collapsed too."
"What is going on here?" Aro asked.
"From what Alice has told me, they are getting memories of their past back."
They put a wet cloth on my forehead.