Eyes Open
Suree and Jasmine sensed Jon waking and leaned over staring at him intensely. Jonathan's eyes cracked open. When he opened his eyes he saw two pair of ocean blue eyes staring back at him. It would be easy to get lost in those eyes especially the ones to his right. When they saw that they had startled him, Suree and Jasmine leaned back a little giving him room to compose himself. When the ladies leaned back Jon recognized the one on the left from the memories.
"Suree?" he said wondering if it was true of if he was still dreaming.
"That's princess Suree to you Jon." She replied smiling. He was awake! This was good news.
Jonathan got a bewildered look on his face. "Uh, how do I know your name and more importantly how is it that I'm alive?"
Jasmine turned to Suree, "I only gave him the minimum he won't have full memory access".
That voice, "I heard your voice in a very confusing dream except it seemed like the voice was coming from me. What is going on?" Jonathan was getting more confused by the second.
"I am Jasmine and this is Princess Suree and you are recovering from what appeared to be an attempted suicide. I healed you using Sange Rit." Jasmine calmly explained.
"Are you a princess too?" Jonathan remembered one part of the fantasy where it seemed like Suree was sisters with the person he was in his dreams.
"No, I am not a princess. I used to be but I turned my position over to my younger sister, Suree here so that I could pursue a military career. We have much to discuss and very little time if you would please hold your questions and we will probably answer them as we explain what needs explaining." Jasmine's patience was starting to get thin. She was also a little jealous he knew Suree's name but not hers? As she took a second to gather her thought she realized why all the memories were hers so she wouldn't be saying her own name, but surely he remembered her from work?
"Ok" he replied but one quick question aren't you the Jasmine I worded with?" I used to fix your line every night after second shift would leave it disassembled. "
Jasmine rejoiced he did remember her. "Yes that's me I am actually from the Romanian area. We are members of the race of Pasare de Noapte which means Night Walker. I am a member of the Noapte Razboinic which is our military and in English is Night Warrior. Our family is the royal family of Case de Dragoni. Which I'm sure you guessed already means house of dragons. Sange Rit is a ritual of blood giving and receiving which is how I healed you. "
Jonathan started to object but Suree stared him down. Suree then took over the explanation. You are Pasare de Noapte as well or the Sange Rit wouldn't have healed you. Don't even think of using the term vampire. Medieval humans used the term to slander our race. They also spread all those lies. Drinking a human's blood would do absolutely nothing for us. Well make us sick probably. Sange Rit is only done to heal and between partners who are romantic. What Jasmine probably doesn't want you to know but I have to tell you is that the dreams that you had where you felt like you were someone else were actually memories of hers."
"I don't think so." replied Jon. "I had one dream that if it had actually occurred, I definitely would have remembered."
Suree laughed she could guess what memory that was. While Suree laughed, Jasmine blushed to an almost ruby shade of red. Her cheeks flamed as she ducked her head attempting to hide behind her hair. No way was she going to explain that and she silently begged Suree not to. No such luck, Suree was almost giggling as she answered. "Not all memories are ones that happened some are dreams she had. If the dream was real recent; say within the past day or two, it would be just as strong as a real memory.
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Păsare de Noapte
Teen FictionA suicidal young man learns that all is not as it seems and love is in the air. A twist on the vampire genre.