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Once back home I tried to walk away from Adrienne before she could say anything else to me but naturally I would not be that lucky. She maintained her grip on my arm and would not let go. It was a stronger grip than Damir's but still I felt nothing more than a little pressure from the contact. "What do you want now, Adrienne?"
"Why can you not see that I am trying to help you? Everything with Thanos is complicated and you are trying to make it even more so. There is a lot about him that you don't know and he wants to tell you but he is scared. This is not a situation he has prepared himself for." She paused and let out a sigh. "Many years ago Thanos gave up on the idea that he could ever be in a relationship and he tried to close himself off from getting close to anyone."
I simply stared at her. This was not helping me at all. If anything it made me question everything even more. "Just how much do you know about him? It seems to me that if he cared about me at all he would tell me what was going on. But apparently he won't tell me anything. You, on the other hand, you he tells everything to. So what nugget of wisdom do you expect me to get from all of this? Clearly he feels more of a connection to you than he does to me."
"I really wish I could explain it to you but right now is not the time for you to learn my secrets. When Fate is ready for you to know the truth then you will. Until then you have to accept that there are some things you are not ready for."
"Just...let go of me, Adrienne."
As I turned to actually walk away from her she called my name and I stopped. I have no idea why but part of me did want to know what she had to say. In the past weeks I had gotten used to her blunt way of telling me things, even if I did not want to hear them. "Thanos will want to speak to you tonight. You should go to the study after dinner. Perhaps you will finally get the answers you are looking for."
Adrienne walked away before I could even think to respond. I didn't know what to believe but I felt a fluttery sensation in my gut. Was Thanos ready to open up to me finally? I wanted answers and he had been reluctant to give them but now maybe he was. After all, he had been avoiding me for the past several days. Clearly that had to mean something.
I went back to my room and tried to pass the time until dinner. I tried to read a book or take a nap, but nothing seemed to work. Nothing was going to get me relaxed, not until I found out what Thanos wanted to say to me.
Instead I tried to focus on figuring out everything that had changed and why. Thanos had said that to become the Angel of Death I was supposed to die. But he had not killed me because of how he felt. There had to be something to that. It was also a fact that somehow I could still do the job required of the Angel of Death. How could I do that if I had not died? Was it just something that was unique to me? I had been an odd Resurrector and never fit in. Maybe on some level I knew that I was supposed to be doing something else, even that I was supposed to be the Angel of Death.
I didn't go down to dinner with everyone else. I had too much on my mind as I wondered exactly what Thanos was going to say to me. What in his past was so difficult to deal with? I had to guess that it had something to do with his family because he never wanted to talk about them. Whatever he had to say to me, I would be willing to accept it. I had been a Resurrector, in essence an enemy and now we fought on the same side. Surely he had to see that I didn't care what was in his past. I only cared that he was hiding it from me.
Time passed at an incredibly slow pace but eventually I thought that it was past dinnertime and I could go to his study. Walking down the hall I felt a tingle run up and down my spine as I prepared for the conversation I was about to have.
But as I approached the study I saw that the door was only cracked open and I could already hear voices inside. I stopped at the edge of the doorway and tried to peek inside, but they were obviously standing away from the small line of sight the crack gave me.
"Addie, I am not going to discuss this with you again. You already know what I am going to say."
"Be careful how you address me, Lord of Death. I am not as kind as many of the others you have dealt with over the years. We are working towards the same goals and that creates a sense of camaraderie but never forget how you came to be Death and what you had to sacrifice in order to get here."
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