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A Companion to the Partnership in Blood series For two years, Thierry has wanted the one thing Sebastien's past denies him: an Aveu de Sang. With the help of friends new and old, he has finally assembled a ritual that will give him a close approximation of the ultimate bond between vampire and mortal... if it succeeds.
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THESPIRES of Notre-Dame rose tall and solid against the night sky as they gathered on the parterre outside. Sebastien swore he could feel the confluence of magical elements that made the cathedral a locus, as if the stones themselves hummed in anticipation of the ritual to come. He pushed aside the fanciful notion, but no amount of determination could stop the feeling of static electricity raising the fine hairs on his forearms and the back of his neck. It might be a fanciful notion, but something was in the air tonight. When they had all assembled, four wizards to represent the four elements, three vampires as their partners, and Vincent to support Eric, who had no vampire lover, Raymond gestured toward the church. In silence, they filed into the nave, pausing long enough for Jean to pay his respects before descending into the crypt. Sebastien didn’t know who Jean and Raymond had bribed, begged, or bullied into letting them use the crypt, but the nave and crypt were both deserted, giving them complete privacy for their ritual.
The wizards took their places: Thierry, Alain, Eric, and Raymond at the respective points of the compass, the vampires and Vincent aligning themselves behind them to complete the circle. The magic snapped into place around them even before Alain began the chant that would provide the foundation for what they were about to do. Sebastien had left the details to Jean and Raymond. They would understand the nuances and implications of the spell more than Sebastien could. He knew all he needed to know. At the end of the night, he would be Thierry’s, and if the ritual worked as planned, Thierry would be his.
“Last chance,” he said softly to Thierry. “We don’t have to do this.”
“Maybe not,” Thierry said, “but I want to. Unless you’ve changed your mind?”
“Never,” Sebastien swore. “I don’t need it, but I do want it.”
Thierry smiled. “Then let’s begin.”
He nodded to Alain on his left, who began the chant, the air around them stirring at his command. Eric’s voice joined in a moment later, every candle in the crypt flaring as he summoned fire. Raymond followed, calling on the power of water that surrounded the island outside. Thierry came last, earth to ground them and the focus of the ritual. Thierry’s magic had always been a cloak for Sebastien, a layer of protection against sunlight and war. Now, though, he felt it more deeply, surrounding him, invading his senses, exploring the edges of his soul. He tensed automatically, but before he could pull away, Thierry joined their hands and steadied him. At Raymond’s sign, Vincent moved in behind Eric, fitting their bodies together as closely as he could. He rested his hands on Eric’s wrists. Orlando and Jean took their own places, their fangs in their partners’ necks, increasing their power. Then only Thierry and Sebastien remained.
Holding Sebastien’s gaze, Thierry stripped down to his underwear. Sebastien had protested this step, insisting they weren’t forming an Aveu de Sang and so it was a pointless invasion of Thierry’s privacy to force him to prove he was unmarked, but Thierry had overridden him with the reminder the others would be witness to far more intimacy than that in order to seal their bond. Proving he was unmarked and thus available for Sebastien’s claiming seemed a little enough nod to the vampire lore they had subverted to their own ends.
