Scarlet Lupe
Blood and Darkness Book Two
Aria Storm
Prologue:
Mist across the waters of early morning, the eerie song of the dead sang to me along with the rousing birds of a chorus. Blood mist swirled around me as I played at the break of dawn. Darkness and blood my entire six-year-old world. This was not queer to my eyes. For all I knew was the crimson sight. Too young yet different from me mum.
“Mavis, get yer little behind inside, dumpling!”
Mum implored me in a delicate tone. The high Lady of Ireland spoke so softly to me. Lady Aubrey, third in succession to the throne of Ireland, one of the wisest women of unparalleled learning.
“Mummy, the scarlet mists, they are bleeding from all manner of surfaces tonight.”
I told her, and she came over to me as I sat on the porch, watch
