The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 163

[Echo]

It was finally time. It was Tuesday night and it had been nine days since we’d done all of the spell’s instructions. Finally, we could make Fenton talk.

Talia said that Sookie told her she didn’t know how well it would work with the difference in species. If it helped at all, then we would be happy with the results. We needed more to figure out how he changed the spells.

Lila had recovered the missing spells with her investigation. She just couldn’t figure out how he had changed them. There had to be a change if they were to work the way they did and she couldn’t test it without needing to repeat conditions.

Marius had been more than willing to get her the needed sacrifices, but they couldn’t seem to get it to work. Fixation was a spell that was typically cast on a person. It needed a lot of magic in order to attach to the person. That magic could be mimicked with sacrifices, but they would fade after the person died.

Fenton used a life extending spell, which also needed sacrifices. Lila hadn’t noticed it missing because she only pulled it out when she needed to double check it. All witches had a handful of spells they memorized and that was one that she made sure she knew backward and forward.

There was actually no way to do that spell without sacrifices of other people. It was an entirely dark spell. Lila insisted on being in the room when we questioned Fenton. She couldn’t understand him, but she wanted to be able to ask questions.

I was more than happy to have her there. She would be able to shine a light on things from a dark witch’s perspective. We needed that little bit of extra information and experience.

Everyone gathered in the office. It ended up quite crowded. Harmony sat on Cam’s lap. Amelia sat on Finn’s. I kind of wanted to sit on Victor or Gray, but it had been decided that I would be the one to question Fenton.

Victor said it was because I could get under Fenton’s skin. He hated that I could tune him out and didn’t get as upset as everyone else when he was being a jerk. It was particularly irking to him that I wasn’t crazy anymore.

Fenton had figured out that I was no longer in the thrall of the curse. He was livid and demanded to know what vampire was Master now. We refused to bring the new Master, and Fenton thought we were trying to protect him so he pushed the curse even harder.

Marius was giving us updates on how the curse was affecting Daniel. Because he was in a similar sort of cell as the ones in the basement, his natural resistance as a vampire was nonexistent. He was apparently demanding that I be given to him.

When Marius told Daniel I had been marked by Victor, Daniel started slamming his head against the cell door and walls, screaming that I belonged to only him. Some of the things Marius told Victor were disturbing. Daniel started saying really horrible things that he planned to do to me once he was free.

I was promised that he could never escape and that I was completely safe. It made me feel only a little better. I still didn’t like it, but my safety was assured.

Victor nodded to me. It was time to start the questioning. I had a bunch of questions ready as well. I’d spent most of my free time over the last week figuring out things we needed to know.

Sitting in front of the cage, I pulled out my notebook and a pencil. Fenton looked at me curiously. I took a deep breath. Finally, some answers.

“Fenton, how are you today?” I asked.

There was a scoff behind me. I didn’t care. I wanted to start easy.

“Fine. Why do you ask? You never cared before.”

“I hope you’re ready to answer some questions.” I smiled.

“I won’t eat or drink anything that smells like a spell. There’s nothing you can do to make me tell you anything.” He replied.

“What do you really think of Gray?” I asked.

“For a wolf, he’s a good sort. He seems to have a kind heart and is always very gentle with me, which I appreciate. The cat likes him and wants to be his pet. I think he’s not as good for you as the vampire is, but he’s a good balance for the coldness of your other mate.” Fenton said.

“Wow.” Sean whispered.

“What have you done to me?” Fenton asked.

“That’s not how this will work, Fenton. I ask the questions.” I told him. “How did you combine the spells?”

He growled. “I cast each spell then did my sacrifices. Fifteen people. A mix of humans and witches. Ones that no one would miss. All young enough to give me a good long life and with enough power to rival my own if it was all consolidated. It should have powered the curse for a few hundred years. But the spells wanted more. I was given an unending life because of this curse. Do you know how many times I’ve been run over, or even shot, only to come back into this body?”

“That must be frustrating. How can we break the curse?” I pressed.

Fenton started laughing. “I have no clue. If I could have ended this life, I would have already. Everything else would outlive me. The only perk to this body is that I was able to watch people suffer. No one knew it was me. It took me decades before I realized my family could understand me.”

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