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Pandora in the northern countries, what countries, what could this mean?
Oh, if I were to find her Asian companion, how I would deal with him, how quickly and brutally would I free her from such oppression. Pandora! How could you let such a thing happen? And no sooner had I asked such a question than I realized I was quarreling with her as I had done so often of old.
When it came time to leave the house that night to find our resting place. I discovered Bianca asleep in my studio on a long silken couch.
''Oh, but you're too lovely," I said to her, kissing her hair tenderly and squeezing her beautifully curved arm.
"I adore you," she whispered, then went on with her dreaming¡ª my fine and wonderful girl.
On we went to the golden room in which our coffins awaited us. I helped Amadeo lift the lid of his coffin before I lifted my own.
Amadeo was tired. The dancing had wearied him. But he whispered something sleepily to me.
"What is it? "I said.
"When the time comes, you will do it, you will give Bianca the Blood. "
"No," I said, "stop speaking of that, you're infuriating me. "
He laughed his cold uncompassionate little laugh. "I know you will. You love her too much to see her begin to wither. "
I told him No.
And then I went to my rest, never dreaming that it was the last night of our life together, the last night of my supreme power, the last night of Marius de Romanus, citizen of Venice, painter and magician, the last night of my Perfect Time.
Chapter 24
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ON THE FOLLOWING NIGHT I rose as was my custom and waited the hour or so for Amadeo to open his eyes. Being young he did not follow the sunset so quickly as I did, and the time of rising differs among blood drinkers even when age is not a question at all.
I sat in the gold-lined chamber, deep in my thoughts about the scholar named Raymond Gallant, and wondered if he had left Venice as I had advised him to do. What danger could he bring to me, I thought, even if he meant to do it, for whom would he Incite against me and on what charge?
I was far too strong to be overcome or imprisoned. Such a thing was preposterous. The very worst that could happen was that if this man marked me as some sort of dangerous alchemist, or even a demon, I should have to take Amadeo and go.
But I did not like these thoughts, and so I chose during these quiet moments to believe in Raymond Gallant, to be fond of him and to trust in him, and to let my mind search the city around me to see if I might find a trace of his presence, which would displease me in the extreme.
I had only started this search when something utterly ghastly blotted put my reason.
I heard screams coming from my own house. And I heard the cry of blood drinkers! I heard the cry of Satan worshipers¡ªthe chant of condemnations¡ªand in my mind's eye I saw my rooms filled with spreading fire.
I beheld Bianca's face in the minds of others. I heard the cries of my boys.
Quickly I threw off the cover of Amadeo's coffin.
"Come, Amadeo, I need you," I cried in this frantic, foolish moment. "They're burning the house. Bianca is in danger. Come. "
"Who is it, Master," he said, flying up the steps beside me. "Is it Those Who Must Be Kept?"
"No, Amadeo," I said, taking him under my arm and flying to the roof of the palazzo, "It's a band of demon-worshiping blood drinkers. They're weak. They will burn by their own torches! We must save Bianca. We must save the boys. "
As soon as I reached the house, I realized that they were attacking it in unimaginable numbers. Santino had realized his crazed dreams. In every room there was a zealous assailant putting to the torch whatever he could.
The entire house was filled with fire.
As I rushed to the top of the main stairs I saw Bianca far below me, surrounded by the black-cloaked demons, who tormented her with torches as she screamed. Vincenzo lay dead before the open front doors.
I could hear the shouts of the gondoliers pleading with those inside to come out.
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