he had been watching her for about six months now. his first assignment outside of the motherhouse. he had spent a good deal of time doing a lot of boring paper work. copying texts here and there, catching stories of witches, of vampires, of ghosts, and immortals that didn't need blood to live, psychics, and men like him that had been touched by a darkness that had gone soul deep. he doesn't like thinking of it. they told him that it was gone but sometimes he still felt that icy chill of mordeth clinging to his soul. it was a powerful spirit that had come from - well, no one knew it's origins. only that it had been attached to something that he had found. buried out someplace, something that had once been precious to him. they said that it was invaluable, that it could not be priced, but it should not be touched. he had touched it, he had lived with it, he had allowed it to take root. and eventually they had broken it from him, after he had been there with them for years. there was a lot that he couldn’t remember still. but sometimes he still heard the whisper of mordeth in the back of his mind, they want you dead, they're tricking you. he was glad to be out of the motherhouse. it was far too safe.
they told him to watch. not to approach her, not to even say as much as a hello to her. they had given him this job with something of uncertainty though. the beautiful mona mayfair was a sight to watch, a lot better than even all the sites that brought tourists. she was bloody gorgeous, and every phone call he got from his superiors told him to not get his foot caught in the net. they all knew the dangers of the mayfair family. they said names like petyr van able. and he felt a deep chill. they're holding you back. they're after you. but what did he hear when he saw her? nothing. it was dead silent. like there was no mordeth in his head. as if the bloody thing was scared of her. or like maybe he had imagined the whole thing after all. it was easy to follow her little tour, wasn't it? her and two other mayfairs were just traveling or they said. but mona stopped at the oddest places where she was alone, asking questions about her child. he knew that it was something like that. he didn't know the whole story. mona mayfair had been a mystery to the talamasca and they were eager to change that. so, he watched, he followed, and then finally he had met her. when she was alone again, she seemed a little jumpy when she was on her own. like it was something that she shouldn't be doing.
he didn't tell her that he was from the talamasca, not yet at least. he wondered if she could get it from his mind. they were still unsure of her powers. and he was curious about her. sometimes at night he found himself thinking of her. when he closed his eyes he saw all that red hair, that full sweet mouth. shining green eyes, any man would have been shot right through. she existed in two places. in that fancy hotel room and in the back of his mind, running through his dreams wild and soft. something he wanted to put his arms around and discover, an untouched land, a distant treasure so far from his rooms at this little inn.
he had told her to meet him. alone. he didn't like the way one of them hovered. her fiancé, she had said it without much passion. and he figured that it shouldn't matter so much. it didn't matter at all. they wanted a file on mona mayfair. was she in fact the most powerful mayfair witch? the little inn's common area is dimly lit. she looks great in that lighting, doesn't she? beautiful. but she was beautiful in the bright paris lights and in the italian sun, she was beautiful. this cold little hub in berlin didn't change anything about how she looked. he stands up to meet her, smiling. now it was time for the truth. now it was time for him to figure out what step was the best one. he had looked into who she was trying to find. and he think he's hits notes on what she was looking for. he was good at that, finding things out. he had good string of luck, didn't he?
"i didn't think you'd come." he says moving to get her chair for her. "i'm glad you did -- i think we can help each other." - @xradiant
