Ares POV
I ran up to Serenity's bedside with inhumane speed, catching her before she could fall off the side and hit the floor, before growling over my shoulder, "What the fuck happened to her?"
The doctor and her father both looked at each other then turned to me. The doctor with a mixture of fear and pity and her father with concern, pain, and pity. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, her father sighed and walked over to me, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder, before speaking. "Son, I know you have heard that all of my girls are gifted, right?" He asked then paused and waited for me to nod in aknoledgement before continuing, "Well, Serenity was gifted with the sight of the future, just like her mother before her. Sometimes, though I will admit, that it's not normal for her to catch glimpses of things yet to happen in times of peace, like we're in now. When this happens, it always takes a lot of energy and she passes out, like she just did. Sometimes, it's just for a few minutes, sometimes it's for a few hours. Though rarely, it can last for days. I actually thought that was what had happened at the ball."
After her father finished explaining Serenity's gift, or curse, depending on how you look at it, I laid her in her bed gently and slumped down in the chair next to her bed quietly, getting lost in my thoughts as I looked at the floor beneath my feet for a moment while letting his words sink in. My mate is definitely an amazingly strong woman if she managed to survive so long with that kind of "gift" and its repercussions and is still willing to trust people and carry their burdens.
After a few moments of my silent thoughts, part of what he had said finally sunk in, replaying louder in my head then anything else, and it made me so angry that I couldn't stop myself from punching the table beside me and growling. "This is all my fault! I knew I should have reported it when it all began" I shouted, shocking and confusing both Grim and the doctor.
"It's not your fault," Grim started to say but I interrupted him with a glare that said, "I wouldn't argue if I was you."
"Yes it is. You said it mainly happens when there is a time of war. Truth is, in the dragon realm at least, there have been threats of war. I have been receiving these roses at least once a week for the last year but that isn't the part that matters. What matters is the way the roses are received. Always in the eye socket of one of my soldiers, that turns up dead, with a note wrapped around its stem that says the one who is doing it will destroy the realms as we know them. If I would have just reported even one of these instances like I was told, then maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't have had the vision or be unconscious again."
"No, son. That isn't how it works but at least this gives us somewhere to start looking," Grim said with a thoughtful expression on his face.