(MARRIED TO THE DEVIL SON)VOLUME 3

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"Grandma, what did you see in your dream?"

"I saw a stallion, walking down a red carpet that led to the throne. He held a crown between his teeth as he stalked down the path to the throne where you sat. When he arrived, he placed the crown on your head."

A stallion? Heaven was confused.

"Horses are majestic animals. They are beings of power and represent nobleness and heroism. They stand for courage, confidence, endurance and competition." Her grandmother explained.

"Do you think the horse in this dream is Zamiel?" Heaven asked.

"I had this dream before you released Zamiel, so I didn't know who he was. I just knew it was someone I hadn't met yet. But I have had several dreams. In one of them a man was tending to an injured bird. A dove. Once it healed, he set the bird free to fly. In another dream, you were sitting under a large tree seeking protection from the sunlight. It provided you with shade and you lay down and slept peacefully."

Heaven tilted her head to one side and tried to understand the meaning of those dreams. "What does all of that mean?" She asked, unable to figure that out on her own.

"The dream where the man tended to the dove means he tented to his love and then set it free. Trees represent old age and wisdom. It means the man in your life will be old and wise. Just like a tree, he will stand tall and steady and provide you with protection. When you first released Zamiel, I never imagined him to be the one. But slowly things started happening. The bite disturbed me because that would mean you couldn't be with the man I saw in my dreams. So I went on a journey to find out more about the mark, and I came to the conclusion that you two are true mates. But then who was the man in my dream?"

Her grandmother took a sip from her tea and nodded before continuing. "Then one day you said you wanted to become a ruler. It reminded me of the horse placing the crown on your head. Ancients are powerful and horses represent power. I slowly started to put the pieces together. He was old, wise and powerful, and he encouraged you to rule. It fits into the description of Zamiel. The last dream I had, you tied a ribbon around a branch on the tree." She stopped.

Why?

"What does that mean?" Heaven asked.

"It can mean a lot of things. Being betrothed, married, bonded, mated. I'll let you interpret it the way you like."

Heaven nodded. She was happy that her grandmother had those dreams. She wanted Zamiel to be her man, to be bonded to him in everyway.

"He might not be as steady as a tree right now, but I still like him. Maybe I am prejudiced because I had a similar experience even though he seems to be more in control of his feelings unlike me. I almost killed Klara one day." She said.

Heaven's eyes widened in surprise. She never imagined her grandmother hurting anyone. She wasn't that kind of person.

"What happened?"

Her grandmother shook her head. "I don't remember the details. I was just horrified when I found my hands covered in blood and Klara covered in bruises and cuts. She might not have survived if she wasn't a fighter herself. I feel sorry until today."

Suddenly her sad eyes showed concern. "I hope Zamiel isn't violent?"

Heaven shook her head. "Not at all." Zamiel would never hurt her. In fact, she might have been the violent one.

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She would have asked her grandmother for advice, but her grandmother was a turned demon and it was not the same.

"Here you are." Suddenly Gina appeared in the garden.