"Your eyes," I stopped, they were bright blue once again and I was just making a fool of myself.

"My eyes?"

"Never mind," I looked down into my lap. All this cold sea air was getting to my head. Daniel sat down next to me. "I'm sorry I was rude earlier," I said.

"It's forgotten. But, Gemma, Miss Doyle, you were right. I do feel like I know you. I want to be near you. Something about you draws me in. And the reason I was late for breakfast is I was up all might. I was having these terrible dreams. They were so real," he looked scared for a moment. "And you were there. I thought maybe you would have an explanation," his eyes met mine. Maybe he was Rakshana.

"I'm sorry to inform you, but I cannot help you," I stood to go, but he grabbed my wrist, and gazed pleadingly up at me.

"Please," he whispered. I understood what it was like to be haunted by your own mind, but what was I supposed to tell him? That I was a priestess of the Order, that I could open the portal to another world? I thought I had left all of this behind me.

As I stood there pondering, I saw Jeanne walking towards us. She stopped where we were, planted a kiss on my cheek, and said, "Hello, Gemma darling". That was weird, she sounded so much like…. No, I'm not even going to think about that.

Daniel released my wrist and a dazed look came over his face. "I apologize," he said, "I have no idea what came over me". He stood up, and there was very little space between us. Once again I became aware of his physical presence. He seemed unaware. "Excuse me, Miss Doyle," he walked away shaking his head.

I returned to my room to find Felicity, still looking sour. "Hello," she said softly. She lay on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. I laid down next to her and took hold of her hand.

"How did everything become so complicated?" I asked.

"I can't remember the last time things weren't complicated," She answered. She was right. It had been a long time since my life had any semblance of normalcy. The last time I could remember feeling normal was on my sixteenth birthday, before I witnessed my mother kill herself in front of a gruesome creature, before I had been sent to Spence, before I discovered my true identity.

"Do you know who I envy?" she asked.

"Who?"

"Lucy Fairchild, that stupid cow," she said. I laughed, the hardest I had laughed in so long.

"Why?"

"Because she'll marry Simon and have nice things and live the perfect life, but she'll be too stupid to realize how boring it all is".

"I wouldn't envy her too much," Felicity looked at me quizzically.

"Don't you remember he came to see me," I reminded her. Her face lit up with remembrance. "Wouldn't it be horrible to spend your whole life thinking your husband loved you, when really," she cut me off.

"He's madly in love with a scandalous High Priestess," she teased.

"No, he's not in love with me. He just wants me because I won't have him," I said.

"Well, either way," Felicity began, "she'll never figure it out". We laughed and stayed that way for awhile, until we heard a knock.

I went to the door and opened it. Daniel stood on the other side. I looked back at Felicity, flustered. Every time I thought he would leave me alone, he kept showing up again. "I'm going to go for a walk," Felicity announced as she stood up. She walked out, but turned back once she was out the door, to make sure I was alright. I nodded at her tentatively.

"Come in," I invited Daniel in. He took a step towards me and as soon as I closed the door, he grabbed me. He brought his lips to mine fiercely, and for a moment I forgot where I was. I forgot that I was on a boat, on my way to Paris. Instead, I saw myself at the gypsy camp on the Spence grounds. It was so vivid. The grass underneath my feet was wet, I could smell the campfire. A group of young gypsy men, surrounded my friends and I. They closed in on me, until Kartik stepped forward.

"She's with me," he said, his voice strong and commanding.

"Are you sure?" the one with the big nose asked, "She does not seem very willing, perhaps, she would rather come with me?" He tried to close the space between us, but I did the only thing I could think of, I kissed Kartik. His lips were warm and soft. I could hear the mean chuckling, and I could feel my friend's shocked gazes on my back, but none of it mattered, because for the first time I was in Kartik's arms.

I pulled away from Daniel.

"Did you see that too?" he asked. Had I brought him into a vision?

"Daniel, there's something I should probably tell you. The man that you saw, his name is Kartik". I saw an indescribable look come across his face. "I love him and I'm going to have his child," I did not mean to add that last part, but something inside of me wanted him to know. Daniel's face paled.

"You should name the child Amar," he said, "if it's a boy that is," he added.

"What?" I asked, too shocked to think straight. "Why?"

"I think it's a nice name".