Maybe if from the water she could create steam she could also provoke the opposite process and melt ice. She closed her eyes and focused as she slightly closed her fists. She closed her eyes and focused as she slightly closed her fists.

The ice began to melt and in few seconds it completely melted leaving only watery drops over the table's surface.

Roselyn smiled, if she will ever get pregnant her son or daughter will probably be supernatural creatures as well. She remembered the sage's words that resonated into her mind, as he explained banshee are often related. If the kid would be a boy there were high chances he would be a vampire like John too. She shivered at the thought of his son killing innocent people like most vampires she met did but then she felt more reassured when she promised her consciousness she would teach him how to behave and how to evaluate life.

If she learned a lesson from her family that was that she would never treat their kids the way she was treated and she would never make them feel wrong if they decided to stand out from the crowd.

She would never force her kids to do things, whether it was marrying or something less radical. She would let him know what is right and what is wrong, setting strict rules, for instance, don't kill people, don't harm anyone, don't feed on human blood and so many others values Roselyn would severely prohibit.

She knew she had to keep it real and not deceive herself too much, her chances to get pregnant were reduced to the minimum. It could take the Royal couple years but she could feel that somehow that revelation strengthened their bond. Anyone probably would have left her knowing her very low possibility to give him a successor but John didn't, he was willing to go against the whole realm and even his father's desires only not to hurt her.

**

John vagued in the wood, searching for Ethan when his eyebrows knitted, he could hear noises of protest and fights coming from his cousin's house. He changed his direction only to turn around and head toward Victor's residence, in few seconds he arrived there and he growled.

He could smell the scent of another vampire beside Victor.

Who could have attacked him? John wondered, he charged before running and ejecting over the door, breaking it down.

John's jaw dropped in shock, the vampire he sniffed wasn't an enemy, it was Abigail.

Victor seeing John cursed under his breath as he probably didn't want to be discovered and he gazed at his cousin's facial expression turn from shooked in a furious one.

"I-I-.." Victor stuttered caught off guards he didn't know what to say to justify his gesture, he knew John would have scolded him for having turned Abigail because she was Roselyn's sister and at the same time because he knew by transforming her he would change her life forever.

John indeed, furious as predictable jumped over Victor's body to throw him against the floor. Abigail growled and hurried to help Victor by jumping over John. John growled back at her inexpert attack as he kept Victor's body pressed against the floor preventing him to move gripping around his neck. With his other hand, he flinched over only to push Abigail away and lift Victor's body to speed toward the wood to have some time with him in private before Abigail would find them.

John had only a few minutes before Abigail would smell their scent and find them.

"Why did you turn her?" John yelled having Victor's fur singed off.

Victor complained by whimpering in pain, he shook his shoulders in a sign of protest. He cursed under his breath one more time but John only released his grip still leaning his body against his.

"Her pregnancy was killing her John. She was pale and could barely get up from bed. I thought turning her would burst her energies and it di..." Victor stated pausing his sentence when John punched his cheekbone.

"Ouch! Are you insane??" Victor yelled as he clenched his teeth, shaking his head to recover from the pain, The wound healed in few seconds but left a red spot and a bruise which healed more slowly.

"You are!! Now Roselyn will be left alone!" John scolded, recharging another pouch but this time Victor dodged the attack in time and John's punch hit the stone. He made a grimace of pain releasing the grip more to allow Victor to roll around and get up.

"I only have to teach her how to control her needs and then she will come back to her normal self," Victor said avoiding eye contact with John as he wasn't even believing the words that escaped from his own mouth.

"You don't even believe it yourself!" John growled, he scoffed as he kicked the stone in front of him to release his frustration and anger.

"You know what our nature made us become. You know how many lives we took driven by primal animal needs." John covered his head with his hands.

"We promised each other we wouldn't turn anyone," John said after a brief silence and Victor scoffed.

"I know..." Victor replied gazing down the dried glass and massaging his forehead, his tone of voice was unsure and low. He probably didn't know if he did the right thing by turning in his wife but complaining about it won't change things nor bring back time.

"I can promise you I will try my best to spare her all the destruction and terror we created in the first year of our transformation and I promise you I will teach her how to control herself." Victor hinted a forced smile as he breathed out.

John remained quiet, limiting himself to shake his head vigorously and trying to control every inch of his body not to knock him down once again.

After few minutes Victor took a step forward to his cousin, "I have to ask you one favor.." He murmured and John predicting what he was about to ask glowered at him as if he wanted to warn him not to say what he thought he would ask.