The commotion in the yard drew me out to the porch where I saw Eric pinning a raven haired beauty to a car. I watched with mild amusement  as he dropped her. I can not quite see what she really looks like since my child is blocking the view. The sound of her voice is melodious, and her scent is slightly familiar.

 

“Did you think I wouldn’t be protected. The window on her car  was broken when she was in the car. She got cut. Heal her and calm down. I am a friend.”  Then her eyes met mine and I froze.They were familiar, Ammira! No, I shook my head, it is impossible. I didn’t think things could get any worse: I had been wrong. I command my child to cause the raven haired woman no harm, and assure him that she is an ally before he does irreparable harm to a long standing friendship.  As the petite figure made her way to me I couldn’t breathe, not that I needed to by any means.

 

“Ammira?“ She shook her head and then tilted it in respect. “My name is Cyra, daughter of Ammira, Grand daughter of Rowena, and the great granddaughter of Cassandra.You must have known my mother: I am told I look a lot like her.”  This is Rowena’s granddaughter. Was that witch trying to give me the final death? There, standing before me, was the complete copy of my beloved Ammira. I had never known she had a daughter.

Then again, we were only lovers  for a short time.  “Yes,” I nodded, “I knew her well. I have known your Grandmother for a long time.” She nodded, “she has told me of you. Yes she has told me that you need a spell. She will be joining us in a couple of days. She was held up.” I nodded, still shocked  at her appearance, until i noticed she was covered in blood: I could smell it was Were.

 

“Were you attacked as well?”

 

,She shook her head and shrugged,  No, it was four on one. And the girl was in no form to fight for herself. I just couldn’t let them hurt her. It is just not in my nature.” I was amazed that she took on those weres alone. Then again, she came from a long line of Cardinal Witches: They were often fierce and dangerous, but only when they had to be. But they were still bound by the fates.

 

“There is a shower upstairs, and extra room if you want it.” I beamed at my child as he spoke to our guest. “My mate, Sookie, would offer it to you herself but she is still unconscious.”

 

Cyra nodded, “Quite understandable. Thank you Mr. Northman.”

 

He nodded, “Call me Eric , you saved her life. Thank you.”

 

Cyra nodded and turned to me, “Could you show me the way please? I would hate to stumble into the wrong room.” She flashed the smile her mother always used one me. She was a minx! Heaven help me. She is not Ammira!

 

Walking up the stairs, we turned a corner as I lead her to the room with a shower attached and motion for her to enter, W=which she did. I was face to face with her, her eyes pouring into my soul.

 

“I will see you later…” she pause and I remembered I had not introduced myself.

 

“Godric, and I will see you later as well, Cyra. ” She smiled and closed the  door.

 

I turned on my phone once I was back downstairs and begin to scroll through my contacts. Rowena’s name popped up before I could press send, so I answered it.

 

“You wanted to talk to me?” Figured, the old bat was still the same. “You didn’t tell me she would look like your daughter! I didn’t even know she had a child. Rowena, I can’t afford a distraction! When will you  be here?”

 

She laughed at me, actually laughed at me! If I didn’t need her, and if we weren’t friends…! “What? The great Gaul was thrown off his game by a young girl? Come now Godric, give her a chance. I can assure you she is trained to be professional. I am sure you can handle one girl Godric. Tell her stories of her mother if it will make you feel better.She is there to help you find Pamela. And maybe aid you any other way you may need.”

 

She was right, I just had to keep focused and plan how to save Pamela, and fix this before it gets worse. “I should have told you how much I loved her.That I would have turned her if she had wanted me to. I would of saved her. And now you offer me her daughter? What if I can’t protect her either?”

 

She sighed before speaking, “She will be my replacement Godric, she is more powerful than her mother. I can not go into detail right now, but you will see, my little Cyra will surprise you. Now, I must go . Do have a good evening.” Before I could say anything else she hung up. I raced to the kitchen to get another True Blood.

 

Women! In all my existence I am still no closer to understanding them than before. I knew Rowena was playing her games. But to what point this time? Not that I had the time to figure it out! I had Pam to save  Sookie to protect, and I still had to tell Eric at some point about my brother.
Human’s say things get easier with age. Not for me it seemed. Still Cyra’s rolled of the tongue. Her smell was nice, and her skin looked soft and smooth. I almost wanted to  brush my fingers along her cheek and caress her, those feelings were not the same as the ones I’d had have before. No, I was fond of this girl because of who her mother had been to me. Now it would be like putting my Ammira into a pit of vipers. Looking out the window at the sky I whispered, “Forgive me my beloved.” I could only hope she would forgive me where ever she was.