Sapphire Blue Page #7

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The chronograph!

I am free, Leslie!

- Gwen, this has your name on it.

- It does?

It's a letter from Lucy.

Dear Gwendolyn,

I'm glad you found our chronograph.

Guard it with your life,

because that's what's at stake.

Every Sunday, we go

to church at "Holy Trinity's".

We should meet there.

An instruction manual.

It works!

There're spheres with blood inside.

Yes, only mine and Gideon's are missing.

Isn't it too risky? Here and now?

I must see them and I can't be

bothered to cross the entire city in 1912.

In here.

I have a bad feeling.

- My apples!

- I'm so sorry.

Paul?

Excuse me, I ...

Gwendolyn?

- You are here. Alone?

- Yes.

Gwen!

Don't trust him. It's a trap.

He just wants your blood!

Good heavens! You can't just

knock somebody down like that.

Gideon! What are you doing here?

See? He had to protect me.

Take him to a secure location.

Wait until he jumps back in time.

Gwendolyn!

Paul, couldn't we have just detained him?

Don't worry. He'll be cared for.

No more harm will come to him!

She must know. Now.

Gwendolyn ...

you are our daughter.

We are your parents.

Pardon?

No way.

No.

It was the only way to keep you safe.

Forgive us, we had to

leave you with Aunt Grace.

I couldn't imagine a better substitute mother.

I can't imagine a better mother.

- I'm sorry.

- No, that's fine.

I'm sure Grace is the best.

She knows about your schedule, your diet...

and all about childhood ailments, vaccinations...

how to keep you from bad boys,

drugs even, or this internet thing.

I know, but to me she's only

six months old and in diapers.

Lucy, I'm fine.

I'm almost used to the whole

''you're special and in mortal danger" spiel.

But you are special.

For you are our daughter.

As a child of two time travellers,

you're more powerful than the Count.

Only you can stop him.

That's why you had to grow up

away from the Lodge's influence.

To be honest, the Count will try to break you.

You must prove yourself.

"Hic Rhodos, Hic Salta." Our family's motto.

The eagle's rise signifies the Count's return.

Once he's gained control over time,

nobody can stop him.

His new world order isn't

for the welfare of mankind,

but for his own and that of his disciples.

For centuries, he's working

towards this reign of the elite.

They'll control finances, seed and

water supply, vaccines, education.

They'll eradicate everything that doesn't conform to their ideals.

But what can we do?

I'll travel to 1783 and meet

with the Florentine Alliance.

Lord Alistair promised us

the Count's stolen memoir.

We believe he's written down

what he's planning specifically.

Please don't. They're dangerous

and want to destroy us all.

It's the only way.

It'll help you and us both.

Help me with what?

I can't do this anymore.

Gwendolyn.

We love you dearly, never forget that.

Who gave birth to Gwendolyn?

It started with "L"...

Lucia, Luisa, Lucy...

Lucy?

Lucy Montrose, the Sapphire.

- Unbelievable.

- They wanted to keep it a secret.

The Ruby decends from a male and female gene carrier.

That makes it special.

Let her go!

Take our visitor home.

Anything I can help you with, Gideon?

- Gideon?

- Leslie, I must talk to Gwen.

She's not here but will be back. Soon.

Where are you?

She set the machine for 1912

but hasn't returned yet.

This is dangerous. She could be

immured, wounded, buried alive.

How could she be so reckless?

We must find her.

Gwendolyn. You are our daughter.

We had to leave you with Aunt Grace.

You've reached the voicemail of Grace Shepherd.

Leave good tidings after the tone.

Hello, Grace.

Or shall I continue calling you mum?

But sadly, you are not my mother.

Because sadly, my whole life is a lie.

Why didn't you tell me?

Did you think I'm too stupid to understand?

Or was it easier to withold

that I don't belong with you?

That Nick isn't my brother,

and dad not my father?

And you not my...

Why didn't you just tell me?

Don't cry.

Don't forget, you have a demon ally

who is prepared to destroy all your enemies.

Get lost! You don't understand a thing.

But ...

The gargoyle!

It'll lead us to her. This way.

Wait for me here.

Gwen? Gwen!

Thank God!

Gideon, my mother ...

Lucy and Paul are...

It's all a lie.

- I'm completely alone.

- Not true.

You won't get rid of me.

I can promise you that.

When you saw me with Paul...

it was a paternal hug, nothing more.

I know.

I'll take you home.

Anything else?

No. Why?

Seems like you're one of us now.

- A real de Villiers.

- In your dreams.

Luckily, it's a different branch,

at least five times removed.

Next time you time travel, you tell me first!

It's bloody dangerous.

You must be aware of so many things.

Will you tell them that

I've the second chronograph?

What do you think?

Where were you?

I was with Lucy.

Promise you'll always be

my mother, no matter what.

Always, no matter what.

Forgive me.

Maybe someday you'll understand.

You you know how much I've always...

I think so.

- How is Lucy?

- She was very upset.

Paul seemed calmer yet near to tears.

I like them fine, but you...

I'd give anything to see Lucy again.

May I have pancakes? With applesauce?

Of course, darling.

Say, is this Aunt Maddie's robe?

Gwendolyn, it must have been horrible

to grow up in such conditions.

But now, we'll take care of you and guide you.

Today you'll meet the Count.

An afternoon visit in 1783.

- Again? Must I?

- You are his servant.

You must come. You owe me, remember?

Pardon?

Are you blackmailing me? If I don't obey,

you'll tell them about the chronograph?

It's paramount they trust you.

Otherwise we'll never find out the truth.

Moreover, I must talk to you alone.

- About my parents?

- Gwendolyn, shut up!

It takes all my courage

to tell you something nice.

And I don't have any experience with that.

I tried not to think about you but

it's impossible.

But I never know what to expect. You're so stubborn, complicated and...

outrageous.

- Something nice?

- You really have no experience at all.

- But then you're clever...

courageous and beautiful.

I know it's against the rules.

The Count says it's a weakness.

But I don't care because we belong together.

Worst of all, we only have to be in

the same room and I want to kiss you.

Yes, that's terrible.

- Why the confession?

- Because I can't go on.

I can't go on being angry at you.

I want us to be a team.

Full disclosure. No more tricks and lies.

You mean a lot to me.

Together we're invincible.

But I want you to trust me.

I love you.

- Seriously?

- Yes, seriously.

You can breathe normally now.

Inhale and exhale.

Your arrogance is insufferable.

But it's exhilarating that you forget

to breathe because of me.

Madame !

Dead on time, ma chre.

You'll have met me on the morrow?

I love these paradoxes.

Will the soire go well?

Dreadful! The Alliance attacked us.

Yes, but I... we defeated Lord Alistair.

Your swordsmanship is

formidable, my young friend.

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