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She wandered off, still eyeing us. "My hero," I declared. He pointed at the book. "What is this?” "Something the priest gave me. I had a question about the service.” He stared at me, astonished. "Oh, stop it and look interested." I skimmed the index. "I'm trying to find some woman named Anna.” Mason slid his chair over so that he was sitting right beside me. "All right. Let's 'study.'“ I found a page number, and it took me to the section on St. Vladimir, not surprisingly. We read through the chapter, scanning for Anna's name. When we found it, the author didn't have much to say about her. He did include an excerpt written by some guy who had apparently lived at the same time as St. Vladimir: And with Vladimir always is Anna, the daughter of Fyodor. Their love is as chaste and pure as that of brother and sister, and many times has she defended him from Strigoi who would seek to destroy him and his holiness. Likewise, it is she who comforts him when the spirit becomes too much to bear, and Satan's darkness tries to smother him and weaken his own health and body. This too she defends against, for they have been bound together ever since he saved her life as a child. It is a sign of God's love that He has sent the blessed Vladimir a guardian such as her, one who is shadow-kissed and always knows what is in his heart and mind. "There you go," Mason said. "She was his guardian." "It doesn't say what 'shadow-kissed' means.”

"Probably doesn't mean anything.” Something in me didn't believe that. I read it again, trying to make sense of the old-fashioned language. Mason watched me curiously, looking like he very much wanted to help. "Maybe they were hooking up," he suggested. I laughed. "He was a saint.” "So? Saints probably like sex too. That 'brother and sister' stuff is probably a cover." He pointed to one of the lines. "See? They were 'bound' together." He winked. "It's code.” Bound. It was a weird word choice, but that didn't necessarily mean Anna and Vladimir were ripping each other's clothes off. "I don't think so. They're just close. Guys and girls can just be friends." I said it pointedly, and he gave me a dry look. "Yeah? We're friends, and I don't know what's in your 'heart and mind.'" Mason put on a fake philosopher's look. "Of course, some might argue that one can never know what's in the heart of a woman—” "Oh, shut up," I groaned, punching him in the arm. "For they are strange and mysterious creatures," he continued in his scholarly voice, "and a man must be a mind reader if he ever wishes to make them happy.” I started giggling uncontrollably and knew I'd probably get in trouble again. "Well, try to read my mind and stop being such a—” I stopped laughing and looked back down at the book. Bound together and always knows what is in his heart and mind. They had a bond, I realized. I would have bet everything I owned—which wasn't much—on it. The revelation was astonishing. There were lots of vague stories and myths about how guardians and Moroi 'used to have bonds.' But this was the first I'd ever heard of anyone specific that it had happened to.

She wandered off, still eyeing us. "My hero," I declared.<br />

He pointed at the book. "What is this?”<br />

"Something the priest gave me. I had a question about the service.”<br />

He stared at me, astonished.<br />

"Oh, stop it and look interested." I skimmed the index. "I'm trying to find some woman named<br />

Anna.”<br />

Mason slid his chair over so that he was sitting right beside me. "All right. Let's 'study.'“<br />

I found a page number, and it took me to the section on St. Vladimir, not surprisingly. We read<br />

through the chapter, scanning for Anna's name. When we found it, the author didn't have much<br />

to say about her. He did include an excerpt written by some guy who had apparently lived at the<br />

same time as St. Vladimir:<br />

And with Vladimir always is Anna, the daughter of Fyodor. Their love is as chaste and pure as<br />

that of brother and sister, and many times has she defended him from Strigoi who would seek to<br />

destroy him and his holiness. Likewise, it is she who comforts him when the spirit becomes too<br />

much to bear, and Satan's darkness tries to smother him and weaken his own health and body.<br />

This too she defends against, for they have been bound together ever since he saved her life as<br />

a child. It is a sign of God's love that He has sent the blessed Vladimir a guardian such as her,<br />

one who is shadow-kissed and always knows what is in his heart and mind.<br />

"There you go," Mason said. "She was his guardian."<br />

"It doesn't say what 'shadow-kissed' means.”

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