Free The Black Madonna (The Mystique Trilogy) by Traci Harding

Records to the astral realms before the demise of Atlantis.’
    ‘So the soul of my prince is in no way connected to this station?’
    It was difficult to suppress my disappointment when Denera shook her head.
    ‘However, what is connected to this station is five other Signet stations,’ she said with a grin.
    Gaia was the primary Signet station to which all the other stations needed to connect. The labyrinth here housed the Arc of the Covenant porthole passage, which was currently hosting the Sphere of Amenti, inside which burned the Blue Flame. The Blue Flame resonated to the frequency of the higher harmonic universe that Tara belonged to. It protected the evolutionary blueprint of humanity and fed the high-frequency energy through the Earth’s natural grid to the other Signet stations. Once a Signet station was activated, the celestial pyramid attached to it was as well; and each pyramid contained the stargate to the home planet of the guardian council assigned to protect that Signet station. If anyone but the true key-holder attempted to activate a station, the portal would be shut down by the guardian council, or could even be remotely destroyed as a very last resort.
    My fallen kindred, the Nefilim, were well aware of the Signet Grid and, having failed in their attempts to activate one of the stations, had since been developing ways of damming the matrix in places. To do this, they had developed the dark arts, using the blood sacrifice ofinnocents to summon demons from the lower planes of awareness into focused areas on the globe. The evil forms then spread evil thoughts and deeds among the Earth’s inhabitants, which lowered the harmonic frequency of the area and created a dark blockage in the Earth’s natural grid system through which light and energy could not flow.
    ‘You have opened half of the Signet stations already?’ I said, pleased they were so far advanced in their mission. Inwardly, however, I was concerned to learn I had less time to make good on my promises of finding Mathu and steering my fallen kindred back towards their soul source.
    ‘That is correct,’ Denera replied. ‘And you are here to consult the Hall of Records with regard to your search for Mathu.’ But instead of helping me as I’d hoped, she shook her head.
    ‘I need a clue,’ I implored her.
    ‘I would help you, child, if I could. I have tried!’ she said. ‘But so far as your Mathu is concerned, there is a void.’ She sounded frustrated. ‘It is as if the planetary records have been altered and all traces of Mathu’s existence removed.’
    ‘Please, no.’ My first horrid thought was that my prince had incarnated, and that the Dracon had got to him first with one of their soul-shattering devices.
    ‘I did it,’ a voice announced. It was Levi, overhearing our conversation as he approached with a replacement for the weapon I had lost to Erragal. ‘I hacked into the planetary consciousness on Thoth’s—or rather, Mathu’s—behalf.’
    Denera looked shocked. ‘When?’
    ‘In a past life, before the Hall of Records was elevated beyond the physical world,’ Levi explained casually and handed me my weapon. ‘Try not to lose this one.’
    ‘Why didn’t you mention this before now?’ Denera sounded annoyed; finding Mathu was a high priority.
    ‘To tell you the truth I’d forgotten all about it until you mentioned it just then,’ Levi said, and then he broke into a smile. ‘The scribe probably planned it just so.’
    ‘Then how am I meant to find my prince?’ I implored the technologist. ‘I thought I would know in my heart when I’d found him, but I do not.’
    Levi was staring at me with a dazed look of revelation. ‘Déjà vu,’ he said, recovering his wits. ‘Thoth said he would leave a marker by which you could identify him.’
    I was filled with hope, and took hold of Levi’s arm. ‘Please tell me you know what this marker is.’
    ‘It’s a pendant,’ Levi said with a smile, happy to help, and