They'd worked to find a lasting peace, and had been so successful that Chicago had become a model for other communities around the world. Tomorrow, I'd go home again and visit the city and spend time with family and friends.įor twenty years, there'd been peace in Chicago among humans and sups, largely because of efforts by my parents-Ethan Sullivan and Merit, the Master and Sentinel, respectively, of Cadogan House. It had been four years since I'd last stepped foot in Chicago.
"To Paris," I said, and tapped my cone against hers. Seraphine had golden skin and dark hair, and her hazel eyes shone with amusement. I opened my eyes, smiled at the vampire who appeared at my side with two plastic cones of champagne. "Elisa, you cannot tell Paris goodbye with your eyes closed." I closed my eyes against the warm, balmy breeze that carried the faint scent of flowers. Tonight, I stood nearly four hundred feet above Paris, several thousand miles away from the Windy City and the Houses in which most of its vampires lived.Īround me, visitors on the second level of the Eiffel Tower sipped champagne and snapped shots of the city. I was the daughter of vampires, born because magic and fate twisted together.
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