Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178 - 55

"Grandma, what did you see in your dream?"

"I saw a stallion, walking down a red carpet that led to the throne. He held a crown between his teeth as he stalked down the path to the throne where you sat. When he arrived, he placed the crown on your head."

A stallion? Heaven was confused.

"Horses are majestic animals. They are beings of power and represent nobleness and heroism. They stand for courage, confidence, endurance and competition." Her grandmother explained.

"Do you think the horse in this dream is Zamiel?" Heaven asked.

"I had this dream before you released Zamiel, so I didn't know who he was. I just knew it was someone I hadn't met yet. But I have had several dreams. In one of them a man was tending to an injured bird. A dove. Once it healed, he set the bird free to fly. In another dream, you were sitting under a large tree seeking protection from the sunlight. It provided you with shade and you lay down and slept peacefully."

Heaven tilted her head to one side and tried to understand the meaning of those dreams. "What does all of that mean?" She asked, unable to figure that out on her own.

"The dream where the man tended to the dove means he tented to his love and then set it free. Trees represent old age and wisdom. It means the man in your life will be old and wise. Just like a tree, he will stand tall and steady and provide you with protection. When you first released Zamiel, I never imagined him to be the one. But slowly things started happening. The bite disturbed me because that would mean you couldn't be with the man I saw in my dreams. So I went on a journey to find out more about the mark, and I came to the conclusion that you two are true mates. But then who was the man in my dream?"

Her grandmother took a sip from her tea and nodded before continuing. "Then one day you said you wanted to become a ruler. It reminded me of the horse placing the crown on your head. Ancients are powerful and horses represent power. I slowly started to put the pieces together. He was old, wise and powerful, and he encouraged you to rule. It fits into the description of Zamiel. The last dream I had, you tied a ribbon around a branch on the tree." She stopped.

Why?

"What does that mean?" Heaven asked.

"It can mean a lot of things. Being betrothed, married, bonded, mated. I'll let you interpret it the way you like."

Heaven nodded. She was happy that her grandmother had those dreams. She wanted Zamiel to be her man, to be bonded to him in everyway.

"He might not be as steady as a tree right now, but I still like him. Maybe I am prejudiced because I had a similar experience even though he seems to be more in control of his feelings unlike me. I almost killed Klara one day." She said.

Heaven's eyes widened in surprise. She never imagined her grandmother hurting anyone. She wasn't that kind of person.

"What happened?"

Her grandmother shook her head. "I don't remember the details. I was just horrified when I found my hands covered in blood and Klara covered in bruises and cuts. She might not have survived if she wasn't a fighter herself. I feel sorry until today."

Suddenly her sad eyes showed concern. "I hope Zamiel isn't violent?"

Heaven shook her head. "Not at all." Zamiel would never hurt her. In fact, she might have been the violent one.

She would have asked her grandmother for advice, but her grandmother was a turned demon and it was not the same.

"Here you are." Suddenly Gina appeared in the garden.

Her grandmother stood up. "Come sit. I have to go, anyway." She said.

She excused herself and left them alone.

"It seems like you were talking about something serious." Gina said as she sat down.

"No. We were only chatting. Zamiel is coming to meet my mother this evening."

Gina smiled. "That is wonderful. But you know I need details. Tell me everything from when he came to the party."

Heaven chuckled. She was glad someone was as excited as her, so she told her everything from the beginning and Gina listened intently. Now and then she would sigh with dreamy eyes, smile or clap. When she told her about the kiss and her demon awakening, both of them squealed happily and shyly at the same time. When she was done telling her everything, Gina sighed again.

"What a man. I am so happy for you." She smiled. "Now I need to find myself an ancient demon."

Heaven chuckled. "Does he have to be ancient?"

"Well, the older the better. We are not much human after all. Humans want to be younger because it means beauty, strength and health, but demons want to be older, almost for the same reason. The older ones are more attractive and powerful. Age means a different thing for us, and you have got yourself the best of them all." She winked.

Heaven shook her head. "I hope you find someone who truly loves you rather than just a strong demon."