"So this was the diary Her Majesty Mary wrote before her coronation—the rumors were true. She really was a vampire." Mary returned the diary to its place. "It does contain a lot of information about vampires—
"But there's nothing about how a vampire can become human again."
Did that mean that once you became a vampire, you remained one for life?
"No matter what, I won't give up on being with him." Mary made up her mind, made arrangements for her affairs, and left Plasenshe Palace.
Shortly after she left, Cain and Roland appeared there.
"I didn't expect her to trace it back to Mary I," Roland remarked. "Has she always been this brave?"
"That's what love does. It makes people blind," Cain said. "That's why I only let my subordinates dabble in it. I never touch it myself."
"All right, let's go," Roland said.
"Looks like we'll have to wait." Cain glanced at the ripples spreading through the air. "Concealing that girl's presence was easy, but yours—that's another story."
"Oh, is it a court mage?" Roland asked. "You should've told me earlier. I would've concealed my presence."
"I thought that was common sense."
"In my version of common sense, palaces don't come with magicians." Roland shrugged. "When I dumped Deadpool into the queen's bedroom in Buckingham Palace, no magician came to stop me."
A doorway opened in the air before them, revealing three people. Leading them was a middle-aged man in robes who looked to be in his forties. He carried himself with distinction and held a three-foot staff. Two knights followed him, their bright silver armor gleaming, sheathed longswords at their waists.
"You two thieves, surrender." The middle-aged man pointed his staff at Cain. "What outrageous audacity, daring to trespass even here."
"Did you never consider that I