Foretold (Daughters of Saraqael Book Three) by Raine Thomas Read Free Book Online

plane those many centuries ago. Grolkinei had been trying to get back ever since. He had been certain that the anomalous half-human females would at last open that door for him.
    The traitor had explained, however, that Grolkinei’s goal of crossing the planes was utterly impossible. The only class with the ability to freely cross the planes was the Corgloresti. And the Corgloresti usually had to pair with a Gloresti before making the transition, though Saraqael’s daughters had been able to transition as newborn babies without such a pairing. On occasion, Gloresti could also transition between the planes if it was necessary to save their paired Corgloresti from harm, which was how, in part, Gabriel had been able to cross the planes nearly two decades ago to live among humans. No other class of Estilorian, Mercesti included, would ever be able to cross.
    While Grolkinei had been told this a number of times in a number of different ways over the years, this was the first time he actually believed it. The reason for this was simple. The traitor had allowed Kanika to read his or her mind to determine the level of honesty behind the thoughts.
    Fortunately, Grolkinei had already established a backup plan in the event that this was the definitive answer he received regarding his quest. He would continue to build the Mercesti ranks to numbers that would overtake the other classes in battle. Only the Waresti, Gloresti and Corgloresti classes were trained for fighting, so the others were dismissable. Then he would challenge them in battle, ultimately wresting control of the Estilorian plane from the elders. Once he was in control, Grolkinei would force the other elders to abolish the Estilorian plane using the very powers that had created it.
    In yet another intriguing angle he was eager to pursue, Kanika had recently intercepted several thoughts surrounding the pregnancy of Saraqael’s eldest daughter. The news of the child created between the Gloresti elder, Gabriel, and his avowed had watered the seeds of a plan that Grolkinei had developed shortly after the incident with Olivia.
    If he could get one of the sisters within his control, he could impregnate her with his child. Then he could raise that child, teaching him how to flex his inevitably mighty Corgloresti-Mercesti powers, and send him across the planes to rule over humanity in Grolkinei’s name.
    While it was hardly as appealing as going to the human plane himself, the idea was growing on him. There were issues to be resolved for such a plan to succeed, of course. His child would need support on the human plane, so he would have to figure out how to establish that. But he would have time to figure that out as the child grew and learned.
    Yes, it was still a possibility, he mused as he stopped hammering and studied the results on the cooling blade. Satisfied, he waved at one of the Mercesti soldiers standing nearby. The soldier used his ready equipment to transfer the blade to the quench tank a couple of feet away and continue the forging process.
    Wiping the sweat from his brow with a towel handed to him by another soldier and then drinking some water that he brought forth with his power, Grolkinei considered what he knew about each of the sisters as he weighed the idea of siring a child with one of them. The eldest, Amber, was incredibly strong and had overcome the curse of Angius’ blade. But she was already pregnant. While the idea of taking her from Gabriel held a marvelous appeal, he would have to figure out what to do about the child she already carried. Would he allow her to deliver it? Trying to terminate the pregnancy early could jeopardize her health, defeating the purpose. But he would not allow any son or daughter of Gabriel live to take its first breath. So he would have to wait until she delivered before killing the child and then wait for her body to be ready to accept another pregnancy. Quite inconvenient.
    Easier by far to attempt this undertaking with