Redeemer {Sequel to "Tonight Is The Night I Die"}

{•XVI•}

{•Lynette•}

I woke up the next morning to someone kissing my cheek. I murmured and turned around to see Remington hovering over me.

"Good morning..." he smiled softly. "Happy birthday..."

I groaned sleepily and sighed, looking away. "Nooooo... Anything but that....."

He chuckled softly and pulled me into his arms. "Twenty-six is not that bad," he said.

I chuckled softly and curled up next to him. "Says the one who's staying 28 forever," I grumbled.

He laughed out loud as we pulled each other into our arms and shared a kiss.

We kissed for a while before I pulled back.

"I don't want to celebrate today.... I know what day it also is for you..." I murmured.

He pursed his lips and looked down.

"Can I at least treat you to a birthday breakfast?" he asked. "I asked Leda last night to make one for just you and me, we can eat outside in the garden, since the blizzard stopped already and the breeze isn't too cold now... Your favorite pastries included..."

I smiled and sighed, knowing I wasn't going to get out of this. "Okay... But that's it.... After that, I want to try and plan something in order to find the Visigoth's... We haven't focused enough on them.... I know Austin and James have been handling that, but I want to help figure that out too. Victoria and I also want to explore Eloise's office a bit more, see what we can learn..."

"Alright, sure," he nodded.

I looked up at him and smiled as I looked into his soft brown eyes.

He smiled back as I combed my fingers through my hair.

"I know what I want for my birthday," I murmured.

"Name it," he smiled.

I smirked playfully. "Don't get a haircut..."

He scoffed and pulled me close, tickling my side and making me laugh.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding," I giggled as I wrapped my arms around him as he peppered kisses against my cheek and neck.

"Come on, let's get ready," he snickered, pecking my lips before crawling out of bed and then pulling me up.

"Ughhh, but the bed's warm," I pouted, making me laugh.

"Come on, Leda's made your favorite pumpkin cookies," he said.

I groaned. "Fine.... But only because I love those cookies," I said, making him laugh as I let him take my hands and pull me up before we started to get ready.

{•Sebastian•}

I sat on the throne room after breakfast just thinking.

Today being a day of mourning, there wasn't much to really be done. Usually there's an annual memorial ceremony, one where we release lanterns into the sky, but considering the situation, it might have to be postponed I'm afraid.

I looked down as I read the latest issue of the Obsidian Empire Chronicle, delivered just before sunrise.

26 YEARS LATER
The Victims of the Obsidian Fires

I sighed as I looked at all the portraits of those lost that day.

My mother's and father's faces were at the top among the others.

"I only wish you two were here.... You'd know exactly what to do at a time like this...." I said softly under my breath.

I sighed and tossed the paper aside when Jay walked in.