"I am... I am a Moon Queen?"
"You are the last one," Luna said. "Your birth scroll, written by the old Seer who delivered you, says you are the Last Moon Queen. The one the prophecy talks about. When silver meets crimson... it means you and him." She looked at Sandro, terrified. "The Seer said if you ever found your mate, and if your mate was a vampire King, the old blood would wake. Your full power would wake. And the dead Queens... the ones who were murdered... they would wake with you to seek vengeance."
The crypts.
The thought slammed into me, unbidden, like a memory that wasn't mine. Deep under Brixhes palace. Sleeping. Silver eyes opening.
"The dead take flight," I whispered, repeating Seraphine's curse. "The Queen will rise..."
Sandro's hand tightened convulsively on mine. I fe
