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But I did know of a very good place。
The Italian Alps； or the mountain range to the North of the Italian peninsula； was an area I had known in my mortal years。 Several passes had been built through the mountains by the Romans； and I myself when young and fearless had traveled the Via Claudia Augusta； and I knew the character of the land。
Of course the barbarians had frequently swept through the Alpine valleys； both as they went down to attack Italy； and as they withdrew。 And there was a great deal of Christianity in those lands now； with churches； monasteries and the like。
But I would not be seeking a fertile and populated valley； and certainly not a mountaintop on which a castle or church or monastery had been built。
I needed only the seclusion of a small； high and pletely hidden valley that only I could reach。
And I would perform the arduous task of climbing； digging； clearing and creating a vault； and then bringing the Mother and the Father to this safe place。 Only a superhuman creature could do this； but I could do it。 I had to do it。
There was truly no other path for me。
All the while； as I thought this over； as I hired slaves and purchased wagons for my journey； as I made my preparations； Zenobia was my panion； though Avicus and Mael would have joined us if I had allowed。 I was too angry with them still for their early refusal to protect Zenobia。 And it did not assuage my anger that they wanted to remain with Zenobia now。
Zenobia sat with me long hours in this tavern or that one； as I made my plan。 Did I care that she might read from my mind my thoughts on where I was going？ Not at all； for I had only a dim scheme of it myself。 The final location of the shrine of Those Who Must Be Kept would be known to no one but me。
From such a safe place； in the Alpine regions； I could venture out to feed upon the populace of any number of different towns。 Indeed there had been a great deal of settlement in the land of the Franks； as they were called； and I could even venture into Italy if I wished； for it was very plain now to me that Those Who Must Be Kept did not require my daily vigilance or attendance by any means。
At last the final night came。 The wagons had been loaded with their precious sarcophagi； the slaves had been dazed and mildly threatened and wantonly bribed with luxuries and money； the bodyguards were ready for the journey； and I was ready to set out。
I went to the house of Zenobia and found her crying bitterly。 〃Marius； I don't want you to go；〃 she declared。 Avicus and Mael were there； staring at me fearfully； as if they didn't dare say what was in their hearts。
〃I don't want to go either；〃 I declared to Zenobia； and then I embraced her as warmly as I had ever done and I kissed her all over as I'd kissed her the first night I found her。 I could not get enough of her tender baby woman flesh。 〃I have to go；〃 I said。 〃My heart will stand for nothing less。〃
Finally； we broke off； both exhausted with crying； and no better for it； and I turned to the other two。
〃You will take care of her；〃 I said sternly to both of them。 〃Yes； we mean to remain together；〃 said Avicus。 〃And I don't understand why you can't remain with us。〃
As I looked at Avicus； an awful love welled up in me； and I said softly； 〃I know I have done you wrong in all this。 I have been too harsh； but I can't remain。〃
Avicus gave way to tears now； with no regard for the disapproving looks of Mael。
〃You had only begun to teach me so much；〃 he said。 〃You can learn it from the world around you；〃 I answered。 〃You can learn from the books in this house。 You can learn from 。 。 。 you can learn from those you might some night transform with the Blood。〃 He nodded。 What more was there to say。
It seemed the moment for me to turn and go； but I could not。 I walked into the other room； and I stood there； my head bowed； feeling perhaps the worst pain I had ever known。
I wanted desperately to remain with them！ There was no doubt of it。 And all my plans gave me no strength just now。 I put my hand to my waist and I felt of the pain inside me as if it were fire。 I couldn't speak。 I couldn't move。
Zenobia came to me。 And so did Avicus。 They put their arms around me； and then Avicus said；
〃I understand that you must go。 I do。 I understand。〃 I couldn't answer him。 I bit down hard on my tongue to make the blood flow and； turning； I put my lips over his and let the blood pass into his mouth。 He shivered with this kiss； and his grip tightened on me。
Then I brought the blood up in my mouth again and I kissed Zenobia in the same manner and she held me fast。 I picked up her long light perfumed hair； and buried my face in it； or rather brought it as a veil over my face and I could scarce breathe for the pain I felt。
〃I love you both；〃 I whispered。 I wondered if they could hear。
Then with no more words； and no more gestures； I bowed my head and found my way； somehow； out of the house。
An hour later； I was outside Constantinople； on the well…traveled route to Italy； seated at the front of the first of the wagons where I might talk with the head of my guard who held the reins。
I was playing the mortal game of conversation and laughter； when my heart was broken； and I played it for many nights to e。
I don't remember how long we traveled； only that there were numerous towns in which we might stop； and the roads were nothing as bad as I had feared。 I kept a close eye on my bodyguards and gave out the gold generously to buy loyalty and on we went。
After I reached the Alps it took me some time to find the very secluded spot where I would build the shrine。
But finally one evening when the winter was not so cold and the sky very clear； I did spy above me a steep series of unpopulated slopes； just off the main road； that looked more than perfect for my plan。
Taking my caravan into the nearest town； I came back alone。 I climbed over rough terrain which would have defeated any mortal； and found the very spot； a tiny valley above which I could build the shrine。
Going back to the town； I purchased a dwelling for myself； and for Those Who Must Be Kept； and then I sent my bodyguards； with my slaves； back to Constantinople； with great rewards for all they'd done。
There were many warm farewells from my confused but amiable mortal panions； and very cheerfully they set out with one of the wagons which I gave them to make their way back home。
As the town where I was lodged was not safe from invasions； no matter how contented its Lombard inhabitants； I set about my work the following night。
Only a blood drinker could have covered the distance with such speed that separated my town dwelling from the final location of the shrine。 Only a blood drinker could have dug through hard…packed earth and rock to create the passages that led eventually to the square room of the vault； and then made the ironbound stone door which would separate the King and the Queen from the light of day。
Only a blood drinker could have painted the walls with the old Greco…Roman gods and goddesses。 Only a blood drinker could have made the throne of granite with such skill and in such time。
Only a blood drinker could have carried the Mother and Father one by one up the mountain and into the finished resting place。 Only a blood drinker could have set them side by side on their granite throne。
And when it was finished； who else would have lain down in the coldness to weep again out of some habitual loneliness？ Who else could have lain for some two weeks in quietude and exhaustion； refusing to move？
It was no wonder that in those first few months I tried to prompt some vitality from Those Who Must Be Kept by bringing to them sacrifices； like unto Eudoxia； but for these poor wretched mortals…Evil Doers； I quite assure you…Akasha refused to move her all…powerful right arm。 And so I must finish with these miserable victims and carry their remains high into the mountains where I flung them on jagged peaks as so many offerings to cruel gods。
In the following centuries； I did hunt the nearby towns most carefully； drinking a little from many so as neve