s scraped across the stone floor. All time was a blur to him now, but it was sometime

food. When the aroma of roasted venison entered Daniel’s nose for the first time, his growli

aniel slid onto a bench next to Nicholas and tipped his head to the other men sitting with

long white hair. Mage favored his father with dark hair that had a red glow to it in

ything so lovely, and his throat ached in anticipation. His fingers wiggled against the lip of his p

some Agamori raised his arrogant white eyebrow to Daniel. “Yo

own the cup. “I don’t know how that happened. I was just following the woman in my vision.” His

d from his back, it blew the subtle scent of the red-haired woman across Daniel’s face. The burn of envy sat in the middle

r very well.” His fingers wrapped around the intricately carved stem of his glass and lifted it from the table. “I

looser, the wine worked its spell on Daniel, and he mana

r again, Daniel would look back over his shoulder a

r, Nicholas laid his hand on his shoulder and sh

st, and he nodded in understan

murals, and flashes of ancient memories came into his mind. Every second he

again, and they led him to a mural. His arms crossed his chest as he took in

te, Daniel sneered at the monster, and an icy chill went down his back. “Fuck you, you ugly bastard.” With his finger po

behind him. “Nearly a thousand years ago, that creature tore our whole world apart and

cholas, Daniel examined the old warlock

ll go on, as does The Evil. His soul lingers on the wind and in the hearts of wicked men. The time will come when he can poke a hole into this world a

nodded while he took in every horrid feat

led it to face Nicholas. “We need men like you. Men who aren’t afraid of doing what needs to be done to w

to himself while he tried to maintain his balan

ry or power, only for survival.” His arms unfolded, and he held his hands out while his eyes surveyed the room. “And here, Daniel, you are your own master.

bit as he challenged his new benefactor’

es, but there’s much to do before she returns. You sho

ed one that made his fingers buzz, and he knew who belonged there. Daniel pushed the door open, a

e bed in the room’s corner, then sank down into i

ely child begging for his family’s attention. His broken heart called out for her, and he’d never be whole until she was by his side

nt of sadness as he left the only comfort he’d ever known. Daniel’s fingers slid across the pleasingly silky sheets, and he backed away towards the door.