Though a deamhan fola might consider himself better than a mortal man, he is no more, no less. A soul is a soul, no matter what form it inhabits. By my own poisoned blood and my own spoken spell, I decreed that deamhan fola would have neither seed to create nor womb to bear children. And this remains true … with one exception. One day, a child born of a human mother and a vampire father will bring with her into the world the key to dominion and to destruction.The future is a mirror, one that reflects truth and lies. I cannot determine which fate this unique child will bring to the world. But I tell you this—the choice this woman makes will either save you … or destroy you. And so, I say to you, the Council of Ancients, prepare for the daughter of dark and of light. She will arrive when you least expect… Translated from “the Golden Ones” (This partially recovered text from destroyed scrolls was found in the Tomb of Set, God of Chaos. It dates to roughly 1800 B.C.E.) “…and she who holds the world in her hands will choose a mate worthy of her love and her sacrifice.
