Breakfast

Damon

I set the table and we all sit. I sit across from my queen with my father beside me. We eat a few bites before we talk. Misha pleasantly hums as she savors each bite. It's music to my ears.

Ana laughs, “She loves food. When it's good like this it takes her a few to come out of that haze.”

I chuckle, “It's fine really.” Misha moans as she finishes the last bite before putting more onto her plate.

My father grins as he says, “I have never seen a woman enjoy food this much since your mother discovered Pavlova Lamington cupcakes.”

“And that recipe took forever to perfect too.”

Misha gasps, “You bake too!”

She looks at me practically drooling at the thought. “Yes, Misha I do.”

She gazes at me, “You're perfect, aren't you?”

I look at her and smirk, “If you want to think, so then please do.”

Ana laughs, “After all, it runs in the family.”

Misha looks around the table, “About that.”

Ana looks at me and our father, “Let me, guys.” She looks at Misha, “You know I was an orphan.

Well, turns out Demetri knew my mother. Her name was Vivian.” Ana took in a breath because Misha’s eyes began to tear up, “She died. I'm not sure of what, but I'll find out one day.

Demetri and my mother were involved, but it was a fling because she knew he had to leave. He went to find her when he could but he couldn't. Turns out she was pregnant, and had me, but then died when I was a toddler.”

Demetri looks at Misha, “If I'd have known, Ana would've never been in that orphanage. I would have raised her.”

“So, you've been best friends with my half-sister for years.”

Misha looks at me and Ana, “That explains why you both clicked.”

Ana nods, “Yeah, he's my big brother.”

“Well, that's awesome. But are you going to leave me and go with them?”

Ana puts her hand on Misha’s and gives it a squeeze, “Well, that's for us to decide. Mish, if I went with them, would you come with me?”

“Where would we live and find jobs?” Misha asks.

My father chuckles before he smiles, “Oh, you wouldn't have to worry. You'd find something you enjoy doing for work. Lodging would be at the palace unless you want your own space.”

Confused, Misha gasps, “Palace?”

Ana laughs, “Turns out I'm a fucking princess.”

“No way! That only happens in movies and cheesy novels!” Misha exclaims.

“It's true though,” my father assures.

Ana says, “But there's more. I'm not sure that you'll believe me if I tell you. Damon, can you show her how you did for me?”

“Umm, I'm not sure.” I know that I can, but I am not sure if I am prepared for her to see the eternity I want for us just yet. I sigh, “Alright.” I put my hand across the table. I make a fireball appear.

“Oh, magic tricks,” Misha says. At least she isn't fearful.

Ana says, “No, Misha, it is not a trick.” She grabs the fireball throws it up and catches it. “Real magic! Here!” I get kinda nervous watching. I couldn't bear it if Misha got burned. We could heal her, but still. Ana held out her hand to Misha. “Touch it.”

Misha touches it with her finger, “It doesn't burn. It feels kinda cool to the touch.” She grabs it, and it turns blue.

“Father?”

Demetri smiles broadly, “More proof, son.”

“So, is it supposed to do that?” Ana asks.

Demetri nods, “For her? Yes, but not sure why right now, given where we are.”

Ana says to Misha, “Here, give it back.” She does, and it returns to a fireball.

“Fire and ice,” Misha says nearly breathless.

Ana giggles, “I'm the peanut butter to your jelly!”

They laugh, and I join in. Misha stops laughing and asks, “All joking aside, how'd that just happen?”

Ana looks at her, “We are demons, Misha.

Well, I'm half-demon. Damon and Pops are demons.”

My father laughs, “Pops, huh? This will be a long eternity.”

Misha gasps, “But aren't they evil?”

“Am I evil?” Ana asks her.

“No, I love you,” she quickly replies.

Ana smiles, “Well, they aren't either.”

My father looks at Misha with a softness that was only reserved for my mother, “Some are evil though, just as some angels are too.”

“Angels?” she asks.

Ana nods, “They exist too. Justin is one.”

“But he's a cheating asshole!” My Queen exclaims.

Ana nodded, but I thought Misha should hear it from me. “As above, so below. There has to be a balance.”

“Misha, yes there is a balance, and other beings exist such as; vampires, werewolves, witches, and a few others. In other realms, there's more, for example, gods and goddesses.”

“The Moirai are why I'm here. They're the triad, otherwise known as the goddesses of fate.”

Misha says, “So you could find your sister. I am happy for you both.”

I sigh, “No, that was an unexpected bonus. During Lent, angels do what I'm doing now, which is visiting Earth.”

“Is that why you're only here till Christmas?” she asks.

“Yes, that's why I'm only supposed to be here till

Christmas.”

“Oh!” she gasps as her eyes show disappointment before she looks down.”

“But…” She locks eyes with me, and I smile at what I see in her eyes. My fear of revealing our connection fades. “For three hundred years, I've visited Earth during the holidays. In that time, l've never met anyone like you.” I bite my lip as I become nervous.

“Just spit it out, bro!” Ana exclaims. I can't wait until her mate finds her. I chuck a piece of toast at her.

“Just wait till you have to have this talk, sis.”

Ana rolls her eyes, “Might never happen.”

“That's what I thought yet here I am,” I say as I get lost looking at my Queen.

“The spark, I know you feel it too. You felt it when you shook my hand,” Misha replies, so I extend my hand to hers, palm up. She tentatively puts her hand in mine. Then we both feel the current flow through us. I feel her heart race and her cheeks flush.

“There's a reason for that spark. It took three hundred years for me to find you, my Queen.”