The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate-Chapter 33: The telling -II

With a slight smirk on her face, she waited for me to pick up the cards as she called them. Her smirk and choice of words along with it was a mockery to me and in my nature, It was not something I was familiar with. Thus, something that I did not tolerate.

So, without knowing what the four cards held I without any delay put them out of the sequence.

"Hmm," she hummed and pulled the third one upside down that I chose. "Ah." She smiled.

"Loyalty." She said. "You chose loyalty."

"I have it." I did. Estelle, Marilyn and Gemma happened to have my back.

She shook her head. "Those companions are with you today but companions that you need, need to be stronger than ever. And let me tell you the almighty has bestowed you with them."

I blinked and gave out a long breath. "So I will have loyal companions to the very end of my journey?" I asked.

She nodded. "Hmm" but she eyed me more. "What would be more important is that you will have to decide which one you will have to choose to have on the higher pedestal."

"What?" What pedestal?

She nodded once more but did not border to give me a reply as the next thing she did was take out the first card that I had chosen.

"Hmm . . . fool."

I sat up straighter at that. "what about it?" Fool?

"I see it." She said as she stared hard at the ball of marble. "I see you taking the power you want.." she continued to talk with me and stopped abruptly and glanced at me. "New beginnings."

I swallowed my spit in anticipation of what she was going to say next. But she did not. Whereas she took out the fourth card and turn it upside down for her to look at.

"Death." She said and my heart stilled.

I stared at the black card. It had a horrifying image drawn on it and I immediately looked away.

I did not want to ask but she seems to be staring at the ball continuously and somehow that made me think that she was not going to answer it until I asked. "Wh—what does that mean?"

She tsked. "I thought it was understood. No matter what journey you embark on that will always be a part of it." She sighed and hummed, "Transformation is on its way."

"Bu—"

Without waiting for me to finish what I wanted to say she immediately unveiled the last card and sighed blissfully.

"Lovers." She said and I blushed.

"Well then," she clapped her hands and printed to the entrance. "Off you go."

"I beg your pardon?" I rebuked back at the woman who had just dismissed me, the princess of Melenmore! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Oh don’t beg for it. Just go." She waved me off again.

"But you have not told me anything that could even solve one of my questions. There has been no answer to any of them!" I argued as I felt frustration towards the woman. "What kind of future-telling was this when you did not point to any exact query of mine?"

"The fortune-telling that they all wanted." She answered back and waved her hand around.

But who were they? "Who? The gods?"

She shrugged. A careless one at that. "It could be the gods, it could be the nature, it could be anyone for all I care. But I was told by the spirits to tell you what I have answered you."

I could not believe this woman! "What spirits told you about that? Who are the spirits?!"

"Cynthia says she misses you." She said instead and coloured me shocked. I gaped at her. "She says that you are even better than what she expected you to be. You will surely become more successful Queen than she ever was."

"Mother. . . ?" I frowned. What? How did she know about my mother, her name and what designation did she have? "How—"

"My lady," Tristan barged in and looked at the woman who looked equally interested in him as he looked suspicious of her. "It’s been quite a lot of time that you spent here. I reckon we should leave."

"Go on," she said to me, "I am not supposed to answer but point you in the right direction. All these will be a part of your journey and you will realise it at the very end." She looked at Tristan again.

I stared at her. Death? Of who? And how were transformation linked with death? What fool?

"My lady?" Tristan stepped closer to me. "Is something bothering you?" He glanced at the lady who was busy arranging her cards once again and was not even paying us any attention.

I shook my head and stood up. If she was not going to tell me anything more then there was no reason for me to stay here and continue staring at her waiting for more answers.

We both moved out of the tent and our companions and company were scattered around in the marketplace and we could see them from where we stood.

"How come you are not enjoying the market?" I asked him as we walked slowly to somewhere.

He smiled softly. "Someone has to take care of everyone. So I have bee— hold on," he hand came to my shoulder and I looked at him immediately for his daring act but he slowly pushed me in front of him and I looked ahead.

A horse had passed through that passage where I was walking. He had gently pulled me aside and we stood until the cart passed.

I looked at him again. Even though his exterior had been extremely cold he had shown me that he could care not only for the people he was with but also the people that he just came to know what in the morning.

That was something a man like my father was supposed to.

And to be honest, that was something I expected Terence to do as well.

We resumed walking and I stood by the side of Gemma as he took his place next to his aunt.

"Layla try this!" Marilyn came jumping next to me and head out to snack on a stick. This was the first time I had ever tried something from a street vendor and I could not wait.

I gently bit a small bite out of there but immediately my eyes widened as the spice burnt my tongue. "Oh! Oh!" I cried and hissed the pain. I waved my hand in front of my mouth.

It was so spicy!

"Here." Someone held out a glass of cold and spiced milk in front of me which I graciously took.

As I was sipping it and the spicy taste subsided I watched Tristan go and stand by his sister’s side to provide her with the same milk as she was unable to take the spice as well.

Somehow that made me long for someone who would care for me just like he did when it came to his people.

Not like a merchant would care for his employees but a king for his people.