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songs.
    As the last few doleful strains of Tá Grá Agam Duit faded into the quiet of the forest, Damien harshly spoke.  “What are you two up to?”
    In a split second, the blond haired girl from her vision , along with her ghostly companion, popped into sight.
    “You can see me?” The young man nearly stuttered.
    “Obviously,” Damien retorted.
    The two traded surprised glances as her husband continued.  “I’m still waiting for an answer.”
    “Well, you see...it’s just that--” The ghost stammered.
    Brushing her hands against her skirt, the beautiful girl quickly offered her right hand in greeting.  “Good evening.  I am Angelica Rompolinov, pleased to meet you.”
    As if not to be outdone, the spirit snapped to attention and saluted.  “Private William Townsend, Sir.  Pleasure.”
    “I’m sure it is,” Damien replied as he moved back toward the fire.
    Marie greeted them with a smile.  “You two should not be out tonight.  Not on a full moon.  What were you thinking?  Even someone with your unusual abilities is in peril on nights such as these,” she said as she pointed to Angelica.
    William and Angelica seemed completely befuddled.  It was obvious that they weren’t used to being addressed by mortals who knew exactly what they were.  Only a few moments passed before the young girl’s precocio us personality reasserted itself, and before long, they were deep in conversation.
    Both were easy to talk to, and when they made it through the wards with no effort whatsoever, Marie was finally able to relax. 
    Although the visit was quite short, Marie knew the prophecy had been correct.  These two, along with the one who would come at morrow’s eve, would not only protect her descendant, they would love her as well.
    Tears of relief glittered in her eyes as she watched them depart. 
    “Do not become overly excited, my love.  We have not procured an oath from the elder Vampire.”
    She shook her head and swiped at a tear.  “We will.  When I tell him of the Oracle and what it has proclaimed, he will make the vow.  I know it.”
    ***
    At dusk the following evening, Damien placed the wagon across the road and waited for the Vampire they now knew as Michael.  In little over an hour, another wagon approached.  He watched as it stopped, and shortly after, the dark-haired Vampire moved to meet him.
    “Is there some problem?”  Michael asked .
    Damien’s lips spread into a full smile.  “A slight issue.  My wife wishes to have words with you, if could spare the time.”
    The Vampire warily scanned Damien’s face.  “I am running short of time unfortunately.  We have many furlongs to travel and little time to get there.”
    Putting his hands together, Damien gave a quick bow.  “We will not keep you long, if you will just join us for but a moment, we can surely have you on your way before the half hour has struck.”
    “I see.  I must retrieve my charge first.”
    Damien’s piercing blue eyes locked gazes with Michael.  “I’m afraid this message is solely for you.  Angelica will be fine for a short time.  If time is of the essence , then we should move quickly.”
    With a quick glance back at Angelica, Michael nodded and motioned for Damien to precede him.
    Marie smiled at his arrival, and to Michael’s surprise, walked straight to him, placing her hand on his arm. “Welcome friend.  I know we must be brief, as the Lycans are out in great numbers this eve.”
    Still unsure of the nature of this meeting, Michael had deduced that neither Witch meant any harm to him or his charge.  “How may I be of service?”
    “If you’ll permit me?”  Marie asked and tentatively reached for his face.
    Michael stayed completely still as her hand made contact with his cheek. 
    “This will not hurt,” she said.  “I must be certain of the vision.  It only comes in bits and pieces.  But I must know.”
    She closed her eyes and her body went rigid.  Pictures of Michael throwing