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Dark Angel Part 13

... sighed. Looking up, she saw Ashriel, Natanael, and Eriel standing in the doorway. “Maybe we should erase more of her memories,” Chameleon suggested. Cyneolle shook his head. “We erased enough. No more.” Anniel gulped, looking down at the girl whose eyes were drifting closed in slumber. She’d known so much suffering. The women of her planet were treated like slaves, collared, chained and kept in little cages. “The entire family was put into suspended animation orbs and sent out into space while the king and his army tried to fend off the invading horde of aliens that were trying to take over his planet during the galactic war,” Cyneolle was saying. Ashriel walked in and slid his arm around Anniel’s waist. “The king opted to blow up the planet himself. He sent word out to have the royal family destroyed.” Ashriel’s eyes lowered to the sleeping girl’s form. “I guess the guardians of the royals did not follow orders.” Anniel frowned. “That’s horrific.” Ashriel’s hold tightened on her. “What’s more horrific is that they obviously sold the royals as slaves.” “Alluna’s abductor had Rayne.” Ashriel nodded. “Yes. I’d heard about the ritual. Stupid witch was wasting her time. This girl’s powers aren’t strong enough to pull Davariel’s other from the realm of reflections.” “She was carrying on about a Boy-Rayne,” Anniel said looking at her son. Cyneolle looked back down at Rayne. “I do not know of any Boy-Rayne.” “Perhaps King Dred had her cloned and made a masculine version of her.” ...

... Anniel frowned in confusion. “What?” “Could be possible,” Ashriel sighed, “But it would be impossible to locate such a clone…if it’s even alive.” Anniel pouted, looking down and trying to imagine what a little masculine version of Rayne would look like…and the fate it had down on that awful planet. When she shivered in revulsion, horrific images playing in her mind, Ashriel pressed her closer. She looked up into his storm-colored eyes. His hand cupped her cheek. “Don’t think of negative things, my love. This universe is filled with darkness, but you have a spark of life growing within you. She can feel what you feel.” Anniel’s eyes widened as her hand automatically curved over her belly. “She can?” “Yes,” Ashriel answered with a frown, his hand moving over hers. *** As if he didn’t already have enough troubles, Seth came up with the brilliant idea to land them on Rhydiam Nine. Garethiel waited for them at the spaceport along with Amaranth. Ashriel glared at Seth inside the helm as his twin waved enthusiastically from the landing pad. Seth stared out the front window in the helm, tongue in cheek before frowning irritably. “It’s just temporary—okay. So just deal.” Ashriel clenched his fists with a huff. “Aside from bringing me to my worst nightmare, what are your designs on Amaranth? If you defile her, she’ll be horribly punished. Must I run the vid of my punishment?” Seth growled and swung around to face him. “No. I have no designs on Ama. She doesn’t want me. I know if she’d ...