One to true love it will be.
One to the nearest object the curse will keep.
The last with the beings it will sleep.
To bring weakness to might, all three will need to be right.
Forged in Fire and light, bringing all being's powers together to be put to right.
His fury was palpable, his chant ominous; with the last word, I felt a ripping sensation deep in my being, I opened my mouth to growl in pain, but the sound was strangled in my throat as I blackout.
As soon as I gained consciousness, I advised my Royal Highness. My King believes that the curse affects the supernatural beings,” Dane says, raising his forehead.
“Fuck! That’s absolfuckinlutely unbelievable! Lucifer dares to curse the supernatural beings,” I snarl, pushing off my chair.
I pace around the office, shoving my hands into my wool slacks pockets.
“What in the hell does it all mean,” Dionisie says, staring at Dane, raising his right eyebrow, leaning back into the chair.
“Has anyone figured out what it entails,” Vlad asks, tapping his fingers on the desk?
“So far, the consensus is that the curse has weakened our powers, and it needs to be broken. The chant gives the steps that need to take place in order to break it. The royal entities of each faction need to do each step. One is to find true love, your soul mate. Two, the object, a talisman, needs to be located among the royals. Three the curse is in effect, sleeping in the object of the royal beings until the objects are brought together to sever the curse,” Dane says, staring at us.
“Fuck, that sounds fucking absurd,” I snarl, stopping in front of Dane staring at him.
“That means we need to mate, find our soulmate,” Dionisie says, rubbing his goatee.
“That sounds like extreme methods to break the fucking spell,” Vlas growls, curling his fingers into a tight fist.
“It’s real since all of the beings are running close to one-fourth of their powers,” Dans says, rubbing his beard.
What the hell!
I need to locate my mate.
“What object is it,” I ask, crossing my arms.
“My Royal Highness believes that it must be something precious, a talisman of the Royal beings,” Dan says, nodding.
“Fuck, we need to tell Tsar Kozlov of this curse. Maybe our Sire will have an idea of what this talisman would be,” Vlad says, nodding.
“That sounds good; I need to get going because I have two more meetings,” Dane says, pushing off his chair.
“Thanks, thank you, later,” we say, looking at Dane walk out of the office.
“Let me show you out,” Vlad says, pushing off his chair walking after Dane.
“No need,” Dane says, shaking his head.
“It’s no problem, thanks again,” Vlad says, nodding.
I look at my brother Dionisie pulling his goatee. He looks fucking anxious to get this meeting over with.
“Fuck, what the hell do you think is the talisman,” I snarl, leaning against the wall looking out into the
“It must be one of the royal objects that we possess because I sure as hell don’t think it’s just any object in the kingdom,” Dionisie says, turning his lips up.
“Motherfucker! Your time with the humans is making you obnoxious,” Vlad says, shaking his head.
