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and we’ll be able to live a normal life.”
    “Yes, a normal life with wings and the power to destroy worlds,” Nathaniel said. “I do not think the American white picket fence is part of our future.”
    “Probably not,” I said, and smiled. “But I make great apple pie. Ask Beezle.”
    “I try not to speak to the gargoyle unless absolutely necessary. For some reason I find I become quite enraged when I do,” Nathaniel said, taking my hand and leading me from the room.
    I grabbed Lucifer’s sword and swung it over my shoulder. Alerian probably wouldn’t try to hurt me. Probably. But it was hard for me to leave the house without it. That sword had saved me more times than I could count. And even if Alerian meant me no harm, that didn’t mean some other freaky thing wouldn’t pop out of the woodwork. That seemed to happen to me a lot.
    “I think Beezle’s cultivating that effect on you,” I said. “He could be less annoying if he wanted to be.”
    “And I could rise to the bait less often, hmm?” he said as we went down the front stairs.
    “It might discourage bad behavior,” I said. “But I make no promises.”
    I stopped when I got to the front porch. “Umm, do you know where we’re going?”
    He shook his head. “No. But I do not believe it matters. Can you not feel him? It is just as it was when he was rose from the lake. We will be able to find him without trouble.”
    Now that Nathaniel mentioned it, I
could
feel Alerian’s presence in a way that had not been there the day before.
    “He must be exerting a great deal of power for it to be palpable to us,” I said.
    He shook his head. “I do not think so. I think we are more aware of him than the other three brothers.”
    “I’m not sure about that,” I said. “I can feel Lucifer in the back of my mind almost always. And I know when he’s approaching.”
    Nathaniel looked thoughtful. “I believe that is because you are bound to him through more than one line. Your child is also blood of Lucifer’s blood, and that strengthens your connection to him.”
    I nodded. “I’ll buy that. But we both have no direct tie to Alerian. You’re a closer relative than I am, being the son of his brother, but neither of us is a direct descendant. So why do we sense him so strongly?”
    Nathaniel looked troubled. “I do not know. But I am not certain it bodes well for either of us.”
    “There is something more elemental about Alerian, isn’t there?” I said as we cloaked ourselves from human sight and took off flying.
    “Daharan has that quality as well,” Nathaniel said. “But it seems that he deliberately banks the effect, whereas Alerian makes no attempts to hide it. Still, we all feel slightly uncomfortable around Daharan. He cannot hide his true nature completely.”
    “I don’t feel uncomfortable around him,” I said, surprised. “In fact, I feel exactly the opposite.”
    “Yes, well, the one thing the gargoyle and I can agree upon is that Daharan has an unnatural interest in you,” Nathaniel said.
    “He’s the only person related to Lucifer who has never asked anything of me,” I said, annoyed that Beezle and Nathaniel thought Daharan was plotting behind my back.
    “Yet,” Nathaniel said darkly.
    “He doesn’t mean me any harm,” I said. “I can feel it.”
    “But that does not mean that he has no agenda of his own,” Nathaniel said. “He had not been seen or heard from by his own brothers for many long years, and then he coincidentally appeared just when Puck sent you to that strange planet.”
    “To protect me,” I said impatiently. “He knew Puck was up to something and he wanted to keep me safe. And he was just as aware as the other two that Alerian had risen again. It’s only natural that he would come here with me, since Chicago has become ground zero in the struggle between all these ancient creatures.”
    “Because you are here,” Nathaniel said.
    “You’re here, too,” I pointed out. “And since your