“It’s like super static electricity, is all,” Sin said.
“But it is still the power of his clan manifesting since he became Anita’s white tiger to call, and the prince of the red clan can now call fire to his hands after becoming Anita’s red tiger.”
“A little super static electricity and fire like a match appearing in your hand is not the same thing as cracking the floor open,” Sin said, pointing at the damage again. I could feel his fear bubbling along my own stomach.
“Our new Queen has not seen the red prince in over a year, and Crispin is no longer blessed to be among her lovers, but you are much admired by her,” Giacomo said, being so polite about it that it sounded like he wasn’t talking about sex at all.
“Wait,” I said. “Are you saying that Sin’s power is more because I’m sleeping with him regularly?”
“Yes, because it is the coin of your vampire line. If you had been descended from a different bloodline, then other types of proximity would have had a similar effect.”
“So if Anita slept more often with the other two, then their power would grow?” Magda asked.
“I believe so.”
“So why hasn’t Dev’s power grown? She and Jean-Claude are sleeping with him regularly,” Sin asked.
“He has the ability to shapeshift into a lion, as well as a gold tiger, and he has gifted Micah with a second beast shape as well; I would say that Dev’s powers are growing.”
“Crispin and the red tiger both showed their powers years ago. I’ve never had anything like this happen before,” Sin said.
“Some things take time,” Giacomo said.
“Domino and I slept with Anita the same night, a few months after Crispin. Are you saying that we’ll both get powers?”
“I have never heard of someone who had mixed clan blood exhibiting their bloodlines’ powers.”
“So because Domino is half white clan and half black, you think he won’t exhibit any of the clan magic?” I asked.
“I have seen the tiger clans when they were at their most powerful, and only the pureblooded among them could work their most powerful spells.”
“So why did it take this long for Sin? He’s pureblooded blue tiger,” I asked.
“He was too young.”
“He’s been legally an adult for a couple of years,” I said.
“Legal adulthood by modern standards is merely an agreed-upon number. Some teenagers I see in this country are very grown-up years before they are eighteen, and others seem to be stuck in a perpetual childhood,” Giacomo said.
“Are you saying this proves I’m an adult blue tiger?”
“Yes, Cynric, that is exactly what I am saying.”
“Sin, not Cynric,” he said automatically.
“It is your choice, but Prince Cynric seems to roll off the tongue a little more sweetly than Prince Sin.”
“Prince Sin sounds like a rock star name,” I said, smiling and taking his hand to take the sting out of it.
“Nah,” Nicky said, “it’s a porn star name.”
“I’m not Prince anything. It’s just Sin.”
“Legally it’s still Cynric,” Jean-Claude said.
Sin frowned at him; again there was that echo of the younger Cynric when sullen was more his style. It was not a style that was going to win him the brass ring—oh, my bad, the gold ring. Jean-Claude would never do anything as inexpensive as brass.
“By any name, you have grown into your powers of earth,” Giacomo said.
“Or perhaps it is that this is the first time he has been intimate with both Anita and me?”
“Perhaps,” Giacomo said.
“You said yourself that Dev has gained power and he is lover to us both.”
“So is Fortune, and she hasn’t manifested earth powers, and she’s older than me by centuries, so she was old enough.”
“But she is not Anita’s blue tiger to call. You are,” Giacomo said.
“If I did tear up the floor, I didn’t do it on purpose and I don’t know how to do it again.”
“It is like your inner beast, Cynric—Sin—you will learn how to control it and how to use it more knowledgeably as you have more practice,” Giacomo said.
“If this is my power, then how dangerous is it going to be? I mean, my tiger form could kill people if I weren’t in control of it. Legends say that the blue tigers could cause earthquakes and destroy entire armies. That’s an exaggeration, right?”
“No, it is not an exaggeration. I have stood upon a mountain and watched ten of your clan call their magic together and raise the earth itself against an enemy army. You on your own, even with more training, could not wreak such havoc. I am glad to see that the clan that raised you told you the history of your people, but do not fear your powers.”
“Queen Bibiana made certain that I knew the history of all the clans. We thought the gold tigers were extinct centuries ago, so Bibiana wanted the white clan, her clan, to be up to speed on all the legends and history so they could lead if it was needed.”
“I’m not sure the other remaining clans would allow that,” Giacomo said.
Sin shrugged. “Bibi wanted us ready, just in case. She knew the red tigers’ queen wasn’t teaching anyone the legends, because she’d asked. Their queen thought the legends were done, because the gold tigers were gone, and the only known blue tigers and black tigers left were enslaved to the Harlequin, who served the Mother of All Darkness, our greatest enemy. No offense on the enslaved part.”