"Happy Yule," Alistair said, leaning over the back of the armchair Faith sat in as she read. He dangled a gemstone on a ribbon in front of her eyes, and it caught the light from the tree she'd put up in front of the window of his apartment.
"Yule isn't until tomorrow," Faith said, looking up to meet Alistair's eyes briefly before she reached up to take the gem from him. "What is this?"
"It's an Omen. I made it for you," Alistair said. "There's another like it that my father made, but this one is just for you. Whenever you hold it, whatever celestial genes you have will be heightened. It will also keep you safe from the vampires."
